All language subtitles for S06E03 - The Lady From Witchita

[ theme music playing ]

Carl Crandall was a good man.

He was also a lonely man.

He did not
make friends easily,

nor did he seek to.

He was content to live
quietly on his ranch,

harming no one...

conducting
his life on Earth

in peace and dignity.

We comment the soul
of Thy servant Carl Crandall

to the Heavenly Father.

Amen.

This woman Crandall
left his ranch to--

contacted her yet?

The only address
the will mentioned

was Wichita, Kansas.

I sent a telegram
to Lorna Marshall,

care of
the postmaster.
Hope it reaches her.

No mention of what
relation she was to him?

No, just the name.

Lorna Marshall,
Wichita.

Crook! Double-dealin',
no-good--

You're asking for it,
friend.

Nobody cheats Earl Hawkins.
Nobody!

Don't come
any nearer, mister.

[ gunshot ]

I won't miss next time.

I'm warning you,
old man.

All right,
everybody just stay calm.

What is this?
He came after me first.

Give me that.

I'll kill him.
So help me, Lorna,
I'll kill him.

I said,
give it to me!

He cheated!

He palmed an ace
on the last hand.
I saw him!

I was only having
a little fun with him,
that's all.

How much did you lose?

That pot. Over $30.

Take it and go.

Go home
and sleep it off.

You're a little free
with my money.

Get out of here, cowboy,
and stay out.

[ chuckles ]
Nobody's gonna run me
out of a joint like this.

Oh, no?

All right, everybody.
The fun's over.

Let's have
some music, Phil.

♪♪

Sorry for
the delay, boys.

That's all right,
Lorna.

It was worth it
to watch you cool him off.

Oh, drunks are easy.

It's the sober ones
you gotta watch out for.

Ante up, gentlemen,
we have a lot of damage
to pay for.

[ crowing ]

How many bottles
did Charlie say?

Six.

That's $12.

What did we pay
for that mirror?

Hmm...90, wasn't it?

90.

Heh. And you were talkin'
about showing a profit
this month?

So we borrow
another hundred.

Where?

Of course, there's
always Clem Davies.
Heh heh.

As long as it's you
who asks him.

Clem's interest rate
doesn't interest me.

You could do worse.

He's got all we need
and more, plenty more.

He also has a wife.

He's willing to
forget that if you are.

Sorry. Just an idea.

It's for you,
Lorna.

Just come in.

Oh, thanks, Jake.

From Medicine Bow.Where's that?

Someplace in Wyoming.

Have a drink
before you leave.

Well, if you insist.

Who's it from?

Come on, honey!
What does it say?

Somebody's
made a mistake.

What kind of a mistake?

Here, read it.

"This is to advise you
that Carl Crandall died

"in Medicine Bow
on April 7.

"By the terms of his will,
his entire estate

"is bequeathed to
Lorna Marie Marshall.

"Said estate consists of
$4,000 in case

"and the nearby
Bar C Ranch

"with an approximate value
of $20,000.

"Suggest you come here
as soon as possible

"to settle matters
on the spot.

Sincerely yours,
Judge Paul Craig."

Oh, Lorna, you're rich!

Don't be silly.
It's either a mistake

or somebody's idea
of a joke.

It's signed by a judge.
"Judge Paul Craig--

Estate Administrator
Medicine Bow,
Wyoming Territory."

Nobody would
sign a judge's name
to anything for a joke.

You're sure?

Well, there's one way
to find out.

We'll send a telegram
to this Judge Craig.

Lorna, I never heard you
mention Carl Crandall.

Who was he?

I haven't
the faintest idea.

Where are we?

Wyoming. At least that's
what the last sound said.

Sure made Wichita
look good.

And that's hard to do.

Ah...

Wichita wasn't so bad.

Ah, they're all alike.

Saddle tramps,
sodbusters,

cheap, no-good drifters.
I'm through with
the lot of them.

I suppose you think
that Medicine Bow

is gonna be different.

Forget Medicine Bow.

Listen, Lorna--
I've been thinkin'.

With the money you'll get
from this ranch,

we'll have a real place
in San Francisco.

Red velvet on the walls,

big mahogany bar--

just like the one I saw
once in Chicago.

And it'll be strictly
for the carriage trade.

No drunken cowhands allowed
in the Lornabelle.

You've got it
named already.

Yeah, I thought
of that, too, while
you were asleep.

And, in Frisco,
there'll be none of
this business

over living
over the saloon.

We'll have a house...

up on one of the hills.

Up with the swells.

All on $20,000?

Maybe we can
sell it for more.

Listen to me talkin'
about our money...

like it had been
left to me.

I still can't figure out

why it was left
to either of us.

Are you sure
you don't remember him?

I'm not in the habit of
forgetting rich ranchers.

Not that I ever
knew that many.

Medicine Bow.
All out for Medicine Bow.

Aunt Belle?Who?

Oh. Yes, what is it?

Just getting you
used to it.

Put on your hat,
Aunt Belle,

and your gloves, dear.

Yes, Lorna dear.

And, Belle...

if there are any questions
about Carl Crandall--

anything--

You'll answer them.

Of course, dear.

Sure she'll be
on it, Judge?

That's what
her telegram said.

You think she intends
to sell it?

I have no idea.

How come Shorty left
this place to a woman?

He didn't
confide in me.

I assume she must've
been his closest
or favorite relative.

Whoa.

Well...

I see the word's
already gotten around.

yes.

Miss Marshall?

I'm Miss Marshall.

Oh, I'm Judge Craig.

Oh, pleasure,
Your Honor.

This is my aunt--
Mrs. Stevens.

Mrs. Stevens.
May I welcome you
both to Medicine Bow.

Thank you.

Miss Marshall,
I'm Joe Stewart--

best land agent west
of the Mississippi.

If you'd planned
to sell the Bar C,

I'd be happy to
handle it for you.

Thank you, Mr. Stewart.
I'll bear that in mind.

Fred Jenkins, ma'am.
I'm a cattle buyer.

If you figure
to sell your herd,
or add to it,

either way,
I'm your man.

Oh. I'll let
you know.

All right, boys.
You've made yourselves
known to Miss Marshall.

Now I'm afraid
I need her.

I'll have the rest of
your luggage sent over
to the hotel.

If you come to my office,
we can settle the
business details.

Fine.

Judge.Hello, John.

Miss Marshall,
Mrs. Stevens,

this is your neighbor
John Grainger.

And Trampas.Hello.

How do you do?

If there's anything
I can do to help,

please don't hesitate
to call on me.

That's very
kind of you.

Not at all.

Carl was not only
my neighbor,

he was my
very good friend.

I'll try to carry on
the tradition.

This way, ladies.

Good-bye.Good-bye.

I'd judge from
that last remark

that she intends
to work the ranch.

That's all right
by me.

I thought it would be.

You'll find this
a nice town.

We don't tolerate
any rowdy elements.

Oh, that's good.
If there's one thing
I hate,

it's rowdy elements.

Giddyap!

Well, it was a hot,
dusty ride into town,
wasn't it?

I didn't notice it.

I thought maybe
something nice
and cool and refreshing

would go real good
right now.

How about a sarsaparilla?

Sarsaparilla?

All right, I'll buy you
a sarsaparilla.

The hotel's at the end
of the street.

Around the corner.

The church
is just beyond that.

There's
the doctor's office.

Hey, good location.

Uh...the doctor's
office, I mean.

[ laughs ]

And, as you can see,
the terms of the will itself

are just what I said
in my telegram.

Everything is left to you.

I see.

You'll notice
on the back page...

a codicil written by
Carl himself.

It's a little unusual,
but perfectly legal.

"I've left everything
to Lorna,

"like it says in here.

"But it's my hope
she'll see her way clear

"to give $500 to the orphanage
outside of town,

"a couple of hundred
to Reverend Nichols

"to make up for the times
I didn't go to church.

"and another couple of
hundred to Trampas

for his help to me
during rough times."

You realize, of course,
there's nothing binding
about those requests.

But, on the other
hand...

Of course, it will be
as Carl wished.

Wait a minute, Lorna.
He said it--

It will be as he wished,
Aunt Belle.

Oh, sure. Heh.
Naturally.

Whatever Carl wished...
naturally.

From the moment
I met you,
Miss Marshall,

I was virtually
certain that would be
your decision.

I shall so inform
the others.

They know nothing
about the codicil.

I didn't want to get
their hopes up

in case you decided
against them.

Is there anything else
I should know about?

No, I think
that takes care
of everything.

Naturally,
you're anxious
to see your ranch.

Unfortunately,
I'm tied up
this afternoon.

Would early
tomorrow morning
be satisfactory?

Whatever is convenient
for you, Judge.

We'll be at the hotel.

Miss Marshall.

When I greeted you
at the station,

I was merely
being polite.

Now may I say with
complete sincerity--

welcome to
Medicine Bow.

Thank you.

Ladies. Good day.Good day.

Thank you.

$900 out the window.
Whoosh. Just like that.

"Of course, it'll be
as Carl wished it."

You know what we could've
done with that 900?

That could've paid
for the bar--
the Lornabelle.

And there was no need!

It said right in
the will. It said--

Belle, so far there have
been no questions.

They've treated us
like ladies,

and I intend
to keep it that way.

That's fine.

But $900 is still $900.

What's at stake
is over 20,000,

and don't you
forget it.

I'll take
those odds any day,
and so will you.

We'll play it
their way--

ladylike
and cooperative--

and we're in no hurry
to sell.

Says who?

Look, we agreed that--

I know what we agreed.

But just let the word
get out that we intend
to sell everything

and get
out of town fast,

and what do you think
happens to our price?

This isn't some run-down
saloon in Wichita
that we're selling.

This is big money.

And I intend
to get every penny.

Just the same--

When I first came
to work for you,

who was it
that got the men
to buy more drinks

than any other gal
in the place?

You did. But--

How do you think
I did that?

By chasing after them?

Not on your life.

I just sat back,
looking uninterested,

and they fell
all over themselves

getting me
to sit with them.

That was different.

We're talkin'
about a ranch.

We're talking
about men, Belle,

and it's
the same principle.
Believe me, I know.

All right.

After all,
it's your ranch.

How long are we gonna
have to hang around
this place?

Until we get
the right deal.

Excuse me.
Anything to drink?

Oh, I'll have
a pot of tea, please.

Yes, and I'd like
a nice, big--

Pot of tea
for my aunt, too.

Yes, ma'am.

Tea?

You mean I can't even
have a glass of beer?

Not here, Aunt Belle.

Yes, Your Ladyship.

But it better be
worth it.

Ladies.Hello.

but Judge Craig
just told me about
Mr. Crandall's will,

and I wanted
to let you know

I don't think he owed me
anything for helping him.

It's very nice of you
to put it that way,

but apparently
Carl felt differently.

Yes, ma'am, but I--

You wouldn't want to
put me in the position

of overruling his last
wishes, would you?

Oh, no, ma'am.
But I just--

Please. It was
what Carl wanted.

Well, I guess
if you put it that way,

there's not much left
for me to say but...
thank you.

Won't you join us?

I'd like to, but Mr. Grainger
wants to get back to Shiloh.

Oh. Well,
we're going out
to the ranch tomorrow.

Perhaps we'll
see each other.

I hope so.

Good-bye.

Good-bye.Good-bye.

You call that
acting uninterested?

I call that...
ladylike politeness.

In a saloon,
it's chasing.

In a hotel dining room,
it's ladylike politeness.

You're learning.

You ladies ever been
in Wyoming before?

Never. But, as my aunt
was saying on the train,

it's wonderful country.

Yes, indeed. So open.

A couple of months before
we're gonna be able to use
this part of the range.

Yeah, unless we were
to get some early rains.

Looks like our
new neighbors are moving.

Whoa.

Good morning.Good morning.

Coming for a look
at your new home?

Yes. It's
very exciting.

If you should decide
to sell, I'd like
to make an offer.

Oh?

I'm particularly interested
in the land

between your place
and Shiloh.

It would shorten our road
to town considerably.

Carl and I discussed it
several times.

Well, I haven't really
given it any thought yet.

Well, naturally you'd like
to think it over.

Yes, well, you can be sure
that if I do decide to sell,

you'll have
the first chance,

if only because you and Carl
were such good friends.

Thank you.

[ coughs ]

After you get settled in,

my granddaughter and I
would like very much

to have you both to dinner
with us in Shiloh.

Thank you.

We'd be delighted.

Thank you.

Good-bye.Good-bye.

Bye-bye.

DRIVER:
Giddyap! Giddyap!

I suppose I could
persuade you

to join us
for that dinner?

Hmm?

[ chuckles ]
No, I, uh--

I guess you could.

Well, let's go.

She's a pretty woman,
isn't she?

Whoa.

What do you think of it?

It looks just like
Carl described it.

Oh, Sam. This is
the new owner--
Miss Marshall.

her aunt,
Mrs. Stevens.

Your foreman,
Sam Harding.

Glad to know you,
Mr. Harding.

As soon as I've
seen the house,

I'd like you to
show me around.

Yes, ma'am.

Ladies.

Well, you won't
need me anymore.

Sam will bring in
the rest of your
luggage.

You've been very kind.

One thing more.

Carl left this with me
to give to you.

I don't know
what's in it.

Thank you.

It's been a pleasure,
Miss Marshall,

Mrs. Stevens.Likewise.

Thank you.

Bye-bye.

Well, what do you
think of it?

I think you'd better
sell quick and head for
San Francisco

before somebody walks
through that door

and says it's all been
a big mistake.

They got the wrong
Lorna Marshall.

There was only one
Lorna Marshall in Wichita,

and that was me.

But why?
People just don't--

Maybe this will
tell us.

What's the key for?

"This will open
the bedroom door,

"which you will find
at the end of
the upstairs hall.

You will find
a safe there."

A safe.

Come on.

Well, I'll be.

Quick. What about
the safe?

Oh, um...

"You will find
a safe there,

behind the mirror
on the dresser."

That one. Uh-huh.

Uhh!

Give me.

"The combination is
left 20."

Okay, left 20.

"Right 5."

Right 5.

"And left to 30."

Left to 30.

Give it to me.

Come on. The suspense
is killing me.

"Dearest Lorna,

"at last your room
is finished.

All it needs now
is you."

"Maybe soon I'll have
the nerve

"to really send one of
these letters at last.

"Since that night
I left Wichita,

"after you had saved
my life,

I've told myself
a thousand--"

"All my love--Shorty."

Shorty?

It can't be.

Can't be who?

Do you remember,
about four or five years ago,

just when we were
about to close up?

That little fella
that was bushwhacked
when he left our place.

The one
you took care of.

Yeah!

That's the one--Shorty!

His name was Crandall.

And remember what
he said when he left?

He said he'd never
forget you,

that somehow he'd find
a way to repay you.

I remember.

And I thought he was
just talking.

Well, I'll be.

"Dearest, Lorna--

"today I bought a fine pair
of matched bays for you.

"I can see you now,
driving them into town,

"and people saying,

"There goes
Carl Crandall's wife--

the prettiest girl
in the whole territory."

Listen to this one.
"Dearest Lorna--

"I promised myself
this is one letter
I'm going to send.

"You don't belong there
in that saloon--

"not you, not my Lorna.

"Where you belong
is here with a man

"who loves
and respects you
for what you really are,

"and I've got
the place now so it's
worthy of you.

In fact--"

Those are
my letters, Belle.

Yes, but--

And I think I'll
read them alone.

Pardon me.

CARL: If I could only
get up the nerve

to tell you
how I feel about you.

In the week that you
nursed me back to health,

I saw things in you

those barflies
in that saloon never see.

I see the lady
that's really there--

warm, understanding,

beautiful in every way.

I see the you
that's true, Lorna--

the you that belongs here.

Mr. Harding?

If you're free now,
I'd like you to
show me around.

I was coming to see you

as soon as I finished
getting my gear together.

You mean, you're leaving?That's right.

Why?

Well, it's nothin'
against you, ma'am.

But I never worked
for a woman.

I figure I'm too old
to start.

Well, I don't know
what you expected,
Mr. Harding,

but I don't plan on
making any changes
around here.

I may even
sell the ranch.

Most probably to a man.

Well, I'm sorry, ma'am,

but I've already got
another job lined up.

You didn't waste
any time, did you?

I only stayed on
till you got here
as a favor.

I suppose I should
thank you for that.

No, ma'am.
I figured I owed it
to Mr. Crandall.

I see.Good luck, ma'am.

Thanks.

I thought you were
going with him.

He had other ideas.

Mr. Harding just quit.

Didn't want to work
for a woman.

Oh, fine. That's all
they need to find out
in town--

that you're in trouble
already.

That's the way to get
a big price, all right.

You take my advice
and grab the first
offer you get

before the news
gets around.

The other alternative is
to hire another foreman.

Like who?

You just don't put
an ad in the paper.

It's like running
a saloon.

The wrong kind of help
can rob you blind.

Besides, who do you know
around here you can trust?

Thanks, Belle.

I knew you'd
solve it for me.

I did?

I did?

Borrow Trampas?

Well, now...

I'm afraid I'll have to
give that some thought.

Just for a little while,
until I decide what to do.

I know it's a lot to ask,

but, after what
you said that day

about calling on you
if I needed any help...

Well, I'm sorry.

I guess I shouldn't have
taken you so literally.

Now, just wait a minute.

I didn't say
I wouldn't do it.

You just took me
by surprise.

I understand. I didn't
mean to embarrass you.

Well, I'm not
that easily embarrassed.

And I meant what I said
at the station.

You mean,
you would let him come?

If it's all right
with him.

Come on,
let's find out.

Hi, Granddad.

Oh, excuse me.

That's all right.
This is my grandson Stacey.

This is our new neighbor
Miss Marshall.

How do you do?Pleased to meet you.

You happen to know--
is Trampas around?

Just rode in with him.

Good. Miss Marshall
wants to borrow him,

to help her get settled in
at the Bar C.

Think he'll mind?

I'd be pretty
surprised if he did.

And delighted
if you'd accept me
as his substitute.

Well, that's
real kind of you.

Anything for a neighbor.

Thank you.

Trampas.

Good afternoon.Hello.

Sam Harding quit
this morning.

Well, I'm not
surprised.

He was grumbling
about not wanting
to work for a--

a woman boss.

What are your feelings
on the subject?

Hmm?

[ chuckles ]

Well, I haven't given it
much thought. Why?

She wants you
to take over the job...

for the time being,
anyway.

I've given her
my permission...

if it's all right
with you.

I just didn't know
who I could trust.

I really just need
a little time to
get organized.

I'll pay you extra.

A bonus, above and beyond
your regular salary.

Heh. No,
you already have.

Oh, no. That was
Carl's idea.

This is different.

What do you say?

Oh, well...

I guess Belden
can handle things
around here for a while.

I've very grateful...
to both of you.

Hello, Liz.Hi.

Libby.

This is our new neighbor--
Miss Marshall.

My granddaughter
Elizabeth.

Hello, Elizabeth.Hello.

Granddad's told me
all about you.

I was looking forward to
meeting you and your aunt

in church tomorrow.

Oh. Oh, yes,
of course.

Well, I guess
I'd better be
getting back. Bye.

Good day.Bye-bye.

She's pretty,
isn't she?

Mm-hmm.

Did they say she was
Mr. Crandall's niece?

They didn't say.

I'll send him over
tomorrow.

I just don't know
what I'd have done

without your help,
Mr. Grainger.

I'll see you
at the church.

Bye.

Church? Me?

That's what I said.
Tomorrow morning.

I haven't been
in a church since
Horace's funeral,

and that was
20 years ago--
make that 30.

Then it's about time
you got caught up with it.

You'll put on your best
ladylike dress

and your little hat
and your gloves,

and we will ride up
to that church behind
my matched bays

in dignity and style.

Now, wait just a minute.

You've made up your mind

to hang around this
godforsaken end of the world

and play nursemaid
to a bunch of steers,

while the both of us pretend
that we're the grand ladies
of who-knows-where.

Fine.
And I've gone along.

But somewhere I've got
to draw the line,

and church is it.

Very well.
I shall go alone.

My aunt is ill.

What about next Sunday?

She's probably
left town.

What?!

I'm serious, Belle.
You were right.

This isn't for you.
I had no right
to ask you.

So, if you want to go
to San Francisco
ahead of me,

I'll understand.

You would, wouldn't you?

You'd throw me out!

Who's throwing you out?

It was you
that made the decision.

Sometimes I wish
you were my niece,

so I could hit you
with an easy conscience.

Oh, you know darn well
I'll stay.

And go to church?

That, too,
Lord help me.

And he'll have to.

♪ Abide with me

♪ Fast falls the eventide

♪ The darkness deepens

♪ Lord, with me abide

♪ When other helpers

♪ Fail and comforts flee

[ loudly ]
♪ Help of the helpless

♪ O Abide with me

♪ Swift to its close ebbs

♪ Out life's little day

♪ Earth's joys grow dim

♪ Its glories pass away

♪ Change and decay

♪ In all around I see

[ loudly ] ♪ O, Thou
who changest not ♪

♪ Abide with me

ALL: We have offended
against Thy holy laws.

We have left undone
those things

which we ought to
have done,

and we have done
those things

which we ought not
to have done,

and there is
no health in us.

But Thou, O Lord,
have mercy on us,

miserable offenders.

Spare thou those, O God,

who confess their faults.

Restore thou those
who are penitent.

According to thy promises
declared unto mankind

in Christ Jesus our Lord.

And grant, O merciful Father,
for his sake,

that we may hereafter
live a godly,

righteous, and sober life,

to the glory
of thy holy name. Amen.

And the battle,
my good brethren,

is one that never ends--

this battle with
the forces of sin.

We in Medicine Bow are more
fortunate than most.

There are town--
and you know of them--

where the houses of the Lord
are fewer than the saloons.

Where men are tempted
from the ways of righteousness

on all sides.

Where lawlessness
and sin prevail.

We must not let this happen
in Medicine Bow.

So, I ask you,
each and every one of you,

to join forces against
those who might try
to turn this town

into a place like Dodge City...
or Wichita.

[ bell tolling ]

Good morning, Reverend.
It was lovely.

Thank you.

Very nice, Reverend.

Thank you so much.

Reverend, I'd like you
to meet Miss Marshall

and her aunt,
Mrs. Stevens.

Hello.

I believe you've heard
about them from Judge Craig.

Oh, yes, indeed.
We're indebted to you

for your generous donation
to the church.

Thank you. It was
Mr. Crandall's donation.

I was just carrying out
his wishes.

For which
we are grateful.

Well, do you like
our church?

Oh, heh heh.
Best I've ever been in.

I'll be over as soon
as I change into
my working clothes.

Do you generally work
on Sunday?

Cattle don't seem to
know the difference.

Besides, I'd like to
look over your stock.

I'd like to look
at my inheritance.
Mind if I go with you?

Not at all.

Miss Marshall?
I'm Ed Finney,

director of
the orphanage you made
the donation to.

Oh, yes.

These boys
have been selected

as a committee of four
to thank you.

Go ahead, Tommy.

These are for you.

Thank you.

I'm not finished yet.

We thank you from
the bottom of our hearts,

and you're welcome
at the orphanage anytime,

'cause Mr. Finney says
from now on,

you're an honorary orphan.

Well, now may I
thank you, Tommy?

Yes, ma'am.

What he means is,
we'd like to you be

an honorary member on
the board of trustees.

I think I'll take
Tommy's offer.

You tell the boys
that I'm proud

to be an honorary orphan,

and that I'll come
and see you real soon.

Yes, ma'am.

All right,
come on, fellas.

So long, fellas.Good-bye.

Only in town two days,

and already you're
an honorary orphan.

Pretty hard
to beat that.

Whoa, son.

I'll see you later.
Bye-bye.
Good-bye.

Trampas, are you sure
Shiloh can get along
without you?

It's your grandfather's
idea, Stacey.

Granddad, couldn't you
spare me easier than
you could him?

Too late. The deal's
already set.

Story of my life.

Keep handing money out,
and the next thing
you know,

they'll run you
for mayor.

How'd you like church?

Are you supposed
to like it?

I thought you'd find
the sermon kind of
interesting.

You'd better ride that colt
I've been breakin'.

And watch him if it's cold
in the morning.

He's liable to throw you
clean into Medicine Bow.

And check his feed bins.
I think they're gettin' low.

"Check...feed...bins."

Anything else?

Nothin' I can think of.

Good, I'm tired of
the job already.

Oh, yeah. Check on those
two new hired hands.

I got an idea they're not
pullin' their weight
out on the range.

"Check new...hands."

You do me a favor?What's that?

Get the heck over
to the Crandall ranch

before you think
anything more?

[ chuckles ]
It's all yours, pard.

Boy! Are there gonna be
some changes made around here!

Let's see.
We'll put the faro table--

ought to go about
right there, I guess.

And we'll put the bar
right down here.

And, of course,
the dancing girls
go in between.

And every afternoon
we, uh--

Oh.

You still here?

Dancing girls.

I'll see you, Stace.

Trampas,
have a good time.

All right.

And, uh...

don't forget. If you get
a little homesick--

[ chuckles ]
Don't count on it.

So long, pard.

Hi, Belden.

I understand you're
the new boss man.

Mr. Belden to you.

And wipe your feet
before you come
in here next time.

Aye-aye, sir.

What's all that?

Hmm? Oh, nothing. Heh.

Uh, listen, you'd better
check the feed bins.

I got a feelin'
they're runnin' low.

And you might check
on them two new men.

I don't think they're
pullin' their weight
out on the range.

Sure, sure.

And, uh...what else
did he tell you to do?

Uh...heh.

[ clears throat ]

Well, there's
the main herd.

[ mooing ]

How many are there
altogether?

Oh, around 700.

I always thought there was
enough grazing land
for a lot more.

I think the stock
could be upgraded, too.

Why didn't he
do it, then?

I don't know.

I guess Mr. Crandall
was satisfied
with what he had.

Suppose I wasn't.
Would you help me
build them up?

Heh. That's what
I'm here for.

Well, looks like
you've got company.

I'll go see who it is.

We'll talk more about
the ranch later.

All right.

Oh, there's
my niece now.

Excuse me, ladies.Of course.

Am I glad to see you.

Who's buggy is that?

There really is
a thing called
a Ladies Aid Society.

They just got here.

Come on, before I say
the wrong thing.

Ladies.

I'm Ethel Scanlon.

I didn't get a chance
to talk to you at church.

And this is
Betty Graves.
How do you do?

And Edith Howard.How do you do?

How do you do?

I'm sorry I wasn't here
when you all arrived.

We know how busy
you must be,

but we just wanted
to welcome you
to Medicine Bow.

Thank you.
Won't you sit down?

Thank you.

Would you like a--

May I offer you
some refreshment?

Oh, no, thank you.

We really just
wanted to meet you
and your aunt

and to invite you
to join

our Wednesday afternoon
sewing circle.

We make things
for the orphanage.

They're short
of warm covers
for their beds.

I hope you're
a good quilter,
Mrs. Stevens.

Well, I--

Aunt Belle will be
a great help.

Oh, yes. You know me
when it comes to
quilting.

Good. We'll
count on you.

We wanted
to mention to you

about the Founder's Day
Charity Bazaar.

I'm chairman of
the concession booths,

and I'm always shorthanded.

What kind of
concession booths?

Right now I need someone
to run the Wheel of Chance.

It's our most
popular concession.

You mean...gambling?

Well, for a worthy cause.

Oh, I'm sorry.
I'm afraid I--

I'd be glad to do it.

Oh, thank you.

Perhaps you'd take
the fortune-telling booth.

Oh, it's loads of fun,
and you couldn't
call it gambling.

Well, in that case...

Of course, I'm very
clumsy with cards.

We'll show you how.
There's nothing to it.

Oh, good.

Well,
I know you're busy
getting settled,

so we won't keep you
any longer...

now that we've got you
both signed on.

It was real hospitable
of you to ask us.

I was just telling
Lorna last night--

I said,
"I do hope they have
a Ladies Aid Society."

Where did you belong
to one before?

St. Louis.Chicago.

Uh, first Chicago,
then St. Louis.
Yeah.

Oh, I thought
Judge Craig said
you came from Wichita.

Well, uh...
that was later.

They didn't
have one there.

Oh.

Well, good-bye.

Bye-bye.So nice to know you.

Nice meeting you.

Bye-bye.Bye.

[ both sigh ]

You know something?

I'm gettin'
pretty good at this.

How'd you like that part
about no gambling--

even for charity?

Ha! Oh, boy,
am I a lady!

Don't overdo it.

If there's one thing
I'm hankering for,

it's a good, rousing
quilting bee.

Nothing like it on
a Saturday night. Ha ha!

Oh, am I gonna have
things to tell them
in Frisco! Ha ha!

I'm not going
to Frisco.

I tell you,
half of the--

What'd you say?

I said, I'm not going
to San Francisco.

I'm staying here.

You don't mean that.

Yes, I do.

But why?

You know something?

It's nice when men
take off their hats

and call me
Miss Marshall and ma'am
when they talk to me,

and women come calling
to make me feel welcome.

I like it.

All right,
we'll have the men
do that in Frisco.

We'll make it a house rule.
No first names.

Belle, you can't get
that kind of respect

by making a rule
out of it.

Sure, you can, if you have
a big enough bouncer.

I know this is
a dirty trick on you--

Forget about me.
Let's talk about you.

Right now,
you think this is great

because it's
something different.

But aren't you gonna
get tired of it
after a while?

Aren't you gonna
miss the excitement?

Excitement?

What,
of breaking up fights

and throwing out drunks?

Playing cards with men
who pretend they don't
even see me

when they pass me
in the streets
the next day.

Oh, no. I'm not gonna miss
that kind of excitement.

All right. All right.

What happens to
this new high-class life

the first time some
traveling salesman
or saddle tramp

comes through here
that recognizes you?

That's a risk
I'll just have to take.

Oh, come on, Lorna.
Be sensible. It won't work!

Even if nobody shows up
from the old days.

What kind of a life is this
for two young, pretty--

Well...one young
and one pretty--

I don't know, Belle.
I just want to try it.

Okay.
That settles that.

Look, I'll sell
the estate,

and I'll get
all the money I can,

and I'll give it to you
for the place in Frisco.

What place in Frisco?You--

You think I'd leave you
here all alone?

But you--

Let's not waste
any more time arguing.

I gotta get busy learning
how to make a quilt

before the next meeting
with the Ladies Aid Society.

Belle, you're wonderful!

Mmm!

Well, I've been
everything else.

I might as well try
being a lady.

[ both laugh ]

300 you say, gentlemen?

300 apiece
for these animals?

This is prize stock.

You can count on
100 pounds more

on every steer
sired by these animals.

You're buying quality,
gentlemen.

Do I hear 350?

325.

325.

50?

350!

350 from the Bar C.

350, I have.
Do I hear 4?

350 once. Give me 4.

375.

Thanks, Harry.

Now, there's a man
with an eye to the future.

Do I hear 4? Do I hear 4?

What do you think?

It's high,
but they're good stock.

Would Carl have bid more?

AUCTIONEER: 375 twice.

Are you all done?

Last call.

400!

400 from Miss Marshall
of Bar C.

Is there any more?

Last call.

Sold to Miss Marshall
of the Bar C

at 400 apiece.

Hmm. Now I feel
like a real rancher.

You're beginning to
act like one, too.

Is there anything else
we need while I'm
in the mood?

No, I think you've
spent enough money
for one day.

Hey, cowboy.

This Bar C outfit--

that lady own it?That's right.

Used to belong to
a man named Crandall.

Penny for
your thoughts.

Hmm?

I'd be
overcharging you.

That's all right.

This is my day
to squander money.

I was just thinking that--

well, the first day
you showed up
at Medicine Bow,

I was pretty sure
you'd sell the Bar C
the first chance you got.

You didn't seem
the ranch type.

You're right.

I was only gonna stay
long enough to make
a good sale.

What made you
change your mind?

I found out
that I like it here.

Well, you're lucky.

Most people just can't
pull up stakes

to move into a new life.

I didn't have
any stakes to pull up.

[ whistles ]

Hi!

Hi.

Hmm.

Well, how's
the quilt coming?

Great! See?

[ sighs ]

Live and learn.

Why don't you sit
and visit for a while?

I can't. I have to check
some fence with Trampas.

Oh, I'm sure
he can run the ranch

without your assistance.

Relax.

This is
strictly business.

What kind of business?

[ knock on door ]

Hello, Belle.

What are you doing here?

Well, I came
to see Lorna.

She's not here.

Oh, she's here,
all right.

I followed her
out here from town.

Look, Roy,
she's got nothing
to talk to you about,

so why don't you just
turn around and--

LORNA:
Who is it, Belle?

Roy.

Mm-hmm.

So, this is why
you two left Wichita
all of a sudden.

Well, not bad,
not bad at all.

Now that you've seen it,
you can get out.

Now, you really
don't want me to
go back into town

and tell everybody
where I first knew you
from, do you?

From what I heard
in town,

I didn't think
you told 'em.

What do you want?A job.

Give him a stake
and tell him to move on.

How much do you want?

I don't want a handout.
I want a job.

Why?

Let's say I'm tired
of drifting around.

I'd like to find
a place to settle down--
for a while, anyway.

For old times' sake--
what do you say?

All right.

Thanks, Lorna.

You know, you and me
and Belle here--

we're gonna get along
just fine.

The name is
Mrs. Stevens.

And you never saw me
or Miss Marshall before
in your life.

Understand?Oh, sure.

That's what I meant...
uh, Mrs. Stevens.

[ chuckles ]

[ horse approaching ]

Here he comes.

Remember.

Miss Marshall.

This is Roy Kane.
He wants a job here.

This is my foreman.

How are you?How do you do?

Well, we can sure
use an extra hand.

Bunkhouse
is around back.

Find yourself
an empty bunk
and stow your gear.

Thanks.

You'd better change.

We can't ride out there
in the buggy.

Oh. I'll be
right with you.

Fine.

Well?

I knew it'd happen
sooner or later.

What do we do?

We just have to
trust him, that's all.

You'd better be able to,
or it's Frisco,
here we come.

[ sighs ]

Well...

Did somebody cut it?

No, the staples
pulled loose.

I'll have to come out
and fix it tomorrow.

Oh, let me help.

Now, be careful.

Ooh!Ah!

Those barbs will cut you.
Let me see.

Oh, it's just
a little scratch.

I guess I'm taking
this rancher business
too seriously.

Well, we can't say
you didn't try.

There, how's that?

Can hardly see it.

I suggest next time
you want to string wire,

you wear heavy gloves.

I'll remember that.

I guess you'll live.

That's good.

It's gettin' late.

You'd better get back
to the ranch.Mm-hmm.

They put their dimes
on these various numbers.

Then, you turn the wheel,

and whatever number
it stop on

is the one that wins.

Oh.

Even though your aunt
doesn't approve,

we find this is
very popular with
the rest of the town.

I'm sure it is.

Is there anything else
you should know before
we open for business?

No, I think
I'm all set.

Now, lots of luck.

[ both laugh ]

Well, all ready
for the big night?

I'm just trying
to get used to
handling the cards.

I seem to be
all thumbs.

You'll get used to it
in no time.

Oh, and remember--
a blackjack means

that a tall,
dark man is coming
into their lives.

Young girls
like to hear that.

I wouldn't
mind that myself.

Oh![ laughs ]

Just like old times,
isn't it?

Ten cents.
Real live town,
isn't it?

Excuse me. I'd like
to talk with you.

Oh, what about?

That horse of yours.
Where'd you get it?

Why?

A horse with
markings like that

was stolen from an outfit
over by Laramie

a couple of weeks ago.

Did you look at
the brand?

It's the Crandall ranch--
Bar C.

Yeah, I did.

Looks to me like
it could've been altered.

Are you accusing me
of stealing that horse?

What's the trouble,
Sheriff?

Oh.

You know this man,
Miss Marshall?

Yes, he's Roy Kane.
He works for us. Why?

He thinks I stole
that horse I'm riding.

But it's from
the Crandall ranch.

My horse went lame,

and she let me cut one
out of the remuda.

Isn't that right,
Miss Marshall?

Yes. Yes, that's right.

That horse was
in the remuda when
you took over the ranch?

Well, it must've been.

I didn't buy any others.

Some cowboy could've
palmed it off
on Crandall.

Or maybe you just
made a mistake.

Look, Sheriff, if there's
any doubt at all,

I'd be happy to pay
the people

whatever they say
it's worth.

I wouldn't want to inherit
stolen property.

No, it's not
your responsibility,
Miss Marshall.

Besides, like he says,
I could be wrong.

You didn't waste any time
getting into trouble,
did you?

It sure gives a man
a good feeling

to know that his boss
will back him up.

Well, don't push me
too far.

Don't you try
to bluff me, Lorna.

You like it here.
You like it just fine.

I heard that
your foreman's gonna
be leaving soon.

Got anybody in mind
for the job?

Think about it, Lorna.

Think about it.

[ sighs ]

Boy, what a night.

You got no idea
how hard it is

to deal cards like you
haven't handle them before.

Mrs. Graves said
that your booth
was a big success.

Oh, that was easy.

The more they paid,
the better fortune.

How much
did they take in?

Oh, about $1,000.

Wait till next year.
I got some ideas

that'll double that.

I'll tell them at the
next committee meeting.

All right, so I'm
getting to like it, too.

Is there any law
against that?

None at all.

[ horse approaching ]

What happened to you?

Some drunken cowboy
tryin' to show off.

His gun went off,
hit me in the arm.

It's just
a flesh wound.

Hmm. Too bad.

I'll get something
to bandage it with.

Don't bleed on the rug.

This is the best
I can do.

Here.
Cleaned it for you.

Thanks, Belle.

Don't thank me.
It looks bad for the ranch

to have people goin' around
with blood all over them.

Lorna...

did you tell Belle
about what I said in town?

No.

Don't wait too long, huh?

I probably
shouldn't ask, but...

He wants to be
our foreman.

I thought you said
you didn't want to
stay around too long.

I've changed my mind.

I've decided
to settle here.

[ horses approaching ]

What's goin' on
around here?

Don't they know
it's after 1:00?

Is that the horse?

Looks like it.

Lorna, wait.

I'm sorry to trouble you,
Miss Marshall, Mrs. Stevens.

There's been
some trouble in town.

What kind of trouble?

Somebody bushwhacked
Reverend Nichols

when he was taking
the receipts from
the bazaar home.

Hit him over the head,
made off without about $1,100.

Mr. Carter here
happened along

about the time
the fella was taking off.
It was dark.

The fella had
a handkerchief
around his face.

But Ed here got
a good look at the horse.

I couldn't swear to it,

but it looked like
the one out front.

You don't drop a thing,
do you?

First you accuse me
of stealing a horse,

now you're trying
to pin a robbery on me.

There was one other
thing, Miss Marshall.

Ed got off a shot
at the man.

From the way he acted,
I thought I might've
winged him.

But I could've
been wrong.

That's my horse
out there, all right,

but you're barkin' up
the wrong tree.

I rode all the way
out here from town
beside their wagon.

We've been talkin' here
ever since.

Isn't that so,
Miss Marshall?

Tell 'em, Miss Marshall.
Go ahead and tell 'em.

I guess it's time
for the truth.

Lorna.

I was with you.
You'd better tell 'em!

He's lying, Sheriff.
He didn't come in with us.

Hold it, Kane.

He came in
a few minutes ago with
a bullet hole in his arm.

I bandaged it for him.

I told her
how it happened.
It was an accident.

You can tell me
all about it
on the way to jail.

You won't get away
with this.

I'll tell everyone
about you and Belle.

Shut up, Kane.
Let's go.

No. There's
something else.

I've been lying, too.

To you this afternoon,

and to this whole town.

Miss Marshall, if it
doesn't have anything
to do with this robbery,

I don't see
much point in it.

I'm sorry,
but I might as well
tell you before he does.

I wasn't related
to Carl Crandall.

He left me this ranch
because he fell in love
with me...

in the saloon that
Belle and I used to run.

That'll give you
a general idea
of my background.

He can fill you in
on the details.

Now, if you'll
excuse me...

Well, what are
you waitin' for?
The party's over.

You heard
what the lady said.

Well, it was fun
while it lasted.

We gave it
a good try.

I guess the odds
were just too great.

[ sobbing ]
Oh, Belle!

I know, honey.
I know.

I know.

[ tolling ]

Anybody makes a crack,
I'll spit right in
their eye.

Good morning, ladies.

Oh, please.
Our train will be here
in a minute.

I think your neighbors
would like to have
a word with you.

I must say, we're
disappointed in you--

both of you.

You ought to be
ashamed of yourselves.

If you think I'm gonna
sit here and listen
to a lecture--

Ma'am--

We're quite capable of
handling this ourselves.

Yes, ma'am.

I'm sorry,
Mrs. Scanlon.

We are, too.
We thought
you liked us.

After we came calling

and invited you to join
our sewing circle.

We even gave you
the best concessions
at the bazaar.

Wait a minute.
Maybe you didn't
get the word.

About your saloon?
Of course we did.

We've got a million questions
we want to ask both of you.

You don't mind?

Mind? Indeed!
What kind of people
do you think we are?

Lovely people.

My goodness,
we can't stand here
talking all day.

Come on, we'll be
late for the service.

Reverend Nichols
doesn't like people
to be tardy.

Especially with that
headache he's got today.

Well come on,
Miss Stevens.

Ma'am. Watch your step.

See you in church.

Come on!

Looks like we won't
be adding on to Shiloh
for a while.

Ma'am.

If that job's still open
when he goes back
to Shiloh--

Well...I couldn't see
workin' for a couple
of female dudes,

but I think
we'll do fine.

Thanks, Mr. Harding.
So do I.

It looks like
you're all set, Sam.

As soon as you get back
where you belong.

Why don't you take care
of your boss' buggy?

Oh, yeah. Okay.

I feel really ashamed.

I really misjudged everyone.

I could've told you that
when you first got here,

but...well, you wouldn't
have believed me.

You had to find it out
for yourself.

Do you mean to say
you knew who I was
all along?

Carl and I were
good friends, Lorna.

He talked
about you a lot.

And you let me go on
pretending to be a lady.

You weren't pretending.

[ theme music playing ]