All language subtitles for S06E12 - The Barren Ground

[ theme music playing ]

Mr. Keogh?

Your son Dick.

He tried to shoot me
in Lander.

I shot him.

He didn't give me
any choice.

You say you killed him.

You can help me bury him.

Out yonder.

THE VIRGINIAN'S VOICE:
You're not gonna go very
far with that hole in you.

DICK'S VOICE: Hurry up!

I don't take kindly
to someone stealing
my horse.

God...

They say you made
the world round.

You can't prove it
by me.

From where I stand,

it's as wrinkled
as a bed blanket.

But I believe
the world is round.

It's just that
I can't see that far
to get the shape of it.

And it's got to be
that way about this.

You take three children

and you
send back one, dead.

There's got to be some
shape that I just
ain't yet caught.

Forgive his soul.

And forgive mine.

Amen.

Amen.

Be dark soon.

Stay for supper?

I wouldn't know just
how to feel about that.

I understand your feeling.

It's all right.

Well, you guessed right--
about Dick.

I mean he's
sure enough killed.

Some kind of trouble
in town.

Ranch foreman killed him.

What ranch?

The man was just
passing through.

But he didn't
just shoot him.

Carried off his body.

Which way?

Along the Kelso road.

It don't make no difference.
I mean, he's dead.

Dick never had
no quarrel with Pa.

He didn't have to
follow after me.
But he did.

I was his big brother,
you see.

Sure, I see.

But I don't see
any sensible reason--

Well, you go any
sensible way you want.

I'm gonna find the man
that killed my little brother.

I used to run cattle
down there along the river.

Past few years I tried
raising a few cows

up here around the house.

They took sick.

Something in the soil.

It's nice-looking land,
all right.

If it was worked.

I had a foolish idea
that one day

the youngster would
break away from Dobie
and come back

and make it his.

Well...

that's all over.

There's no need
for you to put me up.
I can sleep in the wagon.

Maybe all my life
I never did share enough.

My woman, my children...

I don't know.

Now I got nobody
to share with.

I'd appreciate
you accept a room.

You know, Mr. Keogh...

in a way you could say you
shared this whole country--

with the settlers
that came after you.

Men like you
opened it up for 'em.

Never looked
at it that way.

I just always
wanted to be alone.

Be careful what you
wish for young, they say.

You may get it--old.

Aah!

Mr. Keogh!

Mr. Keogh?

I'm glad he's
feeling better.

He wanted to get up.
I told him to stay down,
I'd do his chores.

He paying you?
Not many people

go that far out
of their way for old Asa.Well, I've got a reason.

Going out there with me?I'll follow along later.

I thought I'd stay in town
and buy supplies.

By the way, is there
an assay office in town?

There's a chemist's store.
He does some mineral work.

Thanks. I'll see you
at the farm.

Oh, yes, sir.

I'm told you do
some mineral analysis.

Some, some, yes.
What have you got?

Where'd you get this?Something I found
lying beside the road

a couple miles west
of Lander--looked like
telluride to me.

Well, most likely not that.

Sure you want me
to test her?
50 cent fee.

Well, you may have to wait
a little while. I have
a lot of other work.

That's all right.
I'll be around
for a day or two.

I'll do the best
I can for you.
Good day, sir.

Thank you.

How is he?

I may as well tell you.

There's no one else to tell.

He's a dying man.

I mean, he'll get up

in a day or so
and putter along,

and then
all of a sudden, quick,

he'll collapse again
and lie helpless.

He needs someone here.Couldn't you arrange
for someone from town,

some woman to come out
and stay here?

He doesn't like
people in town.

And they never took
too much to him.

He seems to like you.

I've got the ranch
to get back to.

I'm just saying facts.
He hasn't got much longer.

He just now asked me
what the devil
it was all for.

Do you have an answer
for that?

Well, you decide
what you think best.

Well...

Doctor tells me you'll be
up and around again
in a day or two.

I know what the doctor
likely told you.

I don't mind that.

I'm tired.

What bothers me is I gotta
lie here and think about it.

I didn't set out
to lead a useless life.

But that's what
it's come to.Ohh.

Don't say polite things.

That's what it's come to.

A man does his best,
Mr. Keogh.

Beyond that, it's how
things turn out--chance.

One son who's an outlaw.

Second one dead.

That leaves just the girl.

Hmm?

My firstborn.

My daughter.

Talk about chance.

She's the only chance
I can think of.

She was stolen
when she was ten.

I spent eight years
hunting for her.

And when I found her,

she had turned Indian.

Turned squaw.

I gave her a choice
to come back with me.

She stayed with them.

Well, that was her choice.

But that's
a long time ago now, too.

It occurred to me...

if she had a chance to make
that choice again...

if she knew she could
have this place,

and I'd be dead
and no bother to her...

It occurred to me...

Well, I know where she is.

Up in Wind River country.

It's not far.

You're the only one
I've got to ask.

I'll get some food
here handy for you.
I'll leave this afternoon.

All right, there.

There what, doc?
I'm a lawyer,
not a prospector.

Silver.

Not very blasted
much of it.

I refined it out of
not very blasted much ore.

Like the crook
of your finger.

That much
out of this ore.

Where'd you get it?

Saddle tramp
brought it in.

Said he found it
around Lander.
Blazes he did.

Picked it up off of
old Keogh's place.

He's the one
been staying out there,

the one that killed
Dick Keogh.

I understand
old man Keogh's dying.

Yeah, he sure is.

On a hundred acres of land
and nobody to leave it to.

That's why he's
sticking around,
that saddle tramp--

suspicious of what
could be there.

Maybe, Dow, you can, uh,

suspicion him off of it.

I'm sure gonna try.

I come to speak
with a white woman
who lives with you.

I have a message
from her father.

I am alone.

Nice country
you've got here.

Do you winter here?

What do you want?

You're...

Sarah Keogh?

You call me that.

I have a message
for you--

from your father.

From Asa Keogh.

I was told.

Your father is dying.

He owns land.
You know the land.

He has no one but you
he wants to leave it to.

If you want it.

He realizes
you may not care.

He told me
about the time before,

when he wanted you
to come back.

When he ask...

I was married.

Did he want
I leave my man?

Did I want to go

to a white man's town

and be shoved around
for a squaw?

I am Shoshone.

Are you still married?

My man is dead.

Your father doesn't
have much time.

You could bring him
a few days of comfort.

That's all.

Think of it as a favor
to a stranger, if you like.

There's nothing
to keep you from that.

This...my son.

What does he want,

that old man, from me?

To hold his hand

like a white woman

and cry tears?

"Here I am.

Your child.
I come back."

No, I don't think
he'd want that.

But you're his blood.

He'd be very pleased
to see you.

And what about
to see him?

His blood, too?

Half his blood.

I can't answer for that.

And what about
to take him there?

"Half-breed,"
they will call him.

"Half-breed."

"Squaw woman."

How kind your white towns.

How...

generous with names.

You have a claim
on that land if you want it.

One of your brothers
is an outlaw.

The other one is dead.

And your son has a claim
on that life, if he wants it.

And he has a right
to see it,

to see if he wants it.

An old man wants to
give you his land.

The old man.

He is no one to me.

All right.

This is the last thing
I have to say.

There may be
minerals there.

Precious metals.

Do you understand?

It's just possible
that land might make you rich.

You and your son.

I've got an errand
at the chemist--

the thing I spoke about.

Wait here.

As soon as I get back,
we'll ride on out.

[ people murmuring ]

[ speaks Shoshone ]

Sarah?

Sarah Keogh.

It is you, ain't it?

Sure it is.

I'm Rena.
Don't you remember me?

We were kids together,
played together.

Rena Cameron.
You remember.

[ sighs ] Well, I...

Was a long time ago,
I guess.

I just wanted
to be friendly, Sarah.

She don't even know
how to talk it no more.

Excuse me.

Pardon me.

Let's go.

What's the matter?

They...

looked at me.

Well, I, uh,
got a little bit looked at

back there
where I found you.

There's something I better
tell you now, I guess.

I left a sample of rock
from your father's farm

to be analyzed.

That means looked at closely.

The man told me it was
nothing, of no value

So if you want,

you can turn back here.

I'll just...

tell your father
I couldn't locate you.

No. We go on.

Dow?

Dow.

Well, Page, I told him
just like we planned,
and he went for it.

He'll just--
just mosey along.

I reckon you didn't see
who he was moseying with.

A white woman
and a half-Indian boy.

Keogh's daughter.

I never even reckoned that.

Wait, she can't--
she can't inherit land.
She's Indian.

She's white,
and his daughter.

But she chose Indian.

Now you can have the law
on her, Page, you know,
you can have the law on her.

Maybe, but the court
would wanna know why.

They would wanna know
what interest we've got
in that land.

No, Dow, it's gotta be
handled more careful.

It's gotta be handled
some way.

There's treasure
out there, and I ain't
gonna be put off it.

You stay here
with me, son.

[ crying ]

Your grandfather's got
about a hundred acres here.

The best of it's down there
along the river.

The house ought to be
down there.

I suppose he built it
up here, up high,

to defend himself against...

visitors.

Say, I've been
talking along here

and I just realized--
you get any part of it?

Yes.

Your mother teach you?Yes.

Well, that's good soil
down there by the river,
good soil for crops.

Did you ever farm corn?

Oh, I see.

Your way of thinking,
that's woman's work.

Well, we--that is,
your grandfather's people--

we've got a different way
of looking at it.

You see, if you were forced
onto a reservation,
you'd have to farm--

on land
a lot worse than this.

It's a hard choice,
and different people make
different--

[ horses galloping ]

They have looked.

Been watching
the house, you mean?

Well, they're probably just
townspeople passing by,
just curious.

Well, it's about suppertime.
You wanna come on inside?

My mother's clothes.

I think he would like.

Well, I'm sure he'll
appreciate seeing you
like that.

Think you and the boy will
be staying for a while?

I do not know.

Soon now, in a day
or two anyway,

I'll have to be going
back to Medicine Bow.

Yes.

Um, I'll just get my bedroll
and move outside.

I'll sleep in the wagon
or the shed.

Well, there's gonna be
some talk anyhow,

my being here.

I mean, you can
understand that.

Wait.

It is right?

What?
Oh, for your father?

Yes, it's...

It's all right.

I'll be moving along
in a few days.

If you're willing,
there's a few things
around here

I ought to
show you about.

My father is dead.

I'd like to offer
some words of comfort.

I think maybe later.

This must be
a difficult time for her.

She don't show
much feelings.

She has 'em.

Is she going back
to the others, her tribe?

I don't think
she's decided.

I am thinking maybe
I stay on this land
for a while.

Maybe.

That's good.

My son will go to school.

Yes, that's the law
if you stay.

Have you told him?

Yes.

I don't suppose he, uh,
admires the idea,

but he can learn
some useful things.

Do you have a woman?

What?

Well, no, not specifically.

Am I ugly?

No.

I have seen
white people kiss.

It is strange.

They nibble at each other.

Look, Sarah,
you're not ugly,
believe me.

But I've got a place to go.

A job, and I--
I can't let myself--

You own half of this.

I beg your pardon?

This.

Half is yours.

My father left
this writing.

I read it.

I can read.

He give half to you

and half to me.

Together.

[ knock on door ]

[ knocking continues ]

Miss Keogh, I'm Arnold Page.

I did your father's
legal work.

Uh, the law.

Uh, the courts.

Yes.

Now there's something
you might be glad to hear.

I know a buyer
for this land.

A man will give you money.

To you,
for this land.

Well, your father was
intending to sell anyway.

You won't want to
stay here, I'm sure.

You'll be going back
with the other--

You'll be going back
with the Shoshone.

I do not know.

Well, when do you think
you might know?

Two days.

Three days.

Maybe.

Well, then suppose I, uh,
check back with you.

Oh, meantime, Miss Keogh,

anything I can do?

Did your father leave behind
a, uh, a paper

with many marks?

Yeah, well, I just don't know
how to put this.

A will?

Yes.

Yes.

Well, I'll just take that
back with me to be filed
in probate.

For the courts to examine.
Do you understand?

A matter of--of law.

Thank you.

Remember, I was
your father's friend.

I hope to be yours.

Thank you.

[ kid yelling ]

I spoke
to the teacher yesterday.
She's expecting you.

Look, I don't know
what's in store
for you in there.

It's probably
not all pleasant.

But knowing your mother,
I'd say you'll manage
all right.

I don't like this
any better than you do.

The whole jam-up--
being caught here
and everything...

We'll just have to
go along with it
and see what happens.

Whoa, whoa.

Morning.Morning.

"Shiloh Ranch,
Medicine Bow.

Altered circumstances,
obliged to remain."

You staying out there?

That's right.

With the squaw?

No offense. I mean,
that's just what people
call her, you know?

No, I didn't know.

I guess once they get
the Indian habit,
they don't change.

Ain't that right?

Must be him.

Wagon says
"Lander Freight."

Fetch the horses.

Oh, Dobie.
Dobie Keogh.

Dobie, remember me--
Jim Dow?

I was friends
to your family.

Uh, yes, Jimmy,
I remember you.

Well, it's nice
to see you again, Dobie,
back here.

Uh, sorry to hear
about your pa dying,

but, uh, well,
those things, uh...

Oh, say, I'd like to
have you meet somebody.

Listen, Jimmy, I'd sure
like to stand around
and talk over old times,

but if you'll excuse me,
I gotta go kill a man.

Yeah, well, I know.
I know that, Dobie.

But, uh, see,
we wanna tell you why not.

So if you wanna
step inside a minute.

[ door opens and closes ]

Sarah.

You know me,
I reckon.

Dobie?

Well, the old man's dead.

Been a long time, ain't it?

This sure ain't changed much.

He kept it just like this.

Like stepping back in.

You are outlaw now, Dobie.

Well, he made me that.

You was lucky, Sarah.

He never give you the flat
of his hand that much.

It ain't too hard.

People keep off from me.

Takes me back, Sarah.

The same for you?

It takes you back?

Yes.

Give me my share?

I mean, it's right,
ain't it?

I put in some years
work here, child to man,

after they stole you away.

Before he throwed me off.

I mean, it's right
to say--I got more time
in here than you.

It's only fair that
I get something of it.

That's right, that's fair.

You and me, Sarah,
we're his kin.

And it's right
we have it together.

But listen, not him.

You know who I mean.

Yes.

A tramp, a cow buster.

Found a poor,
sick old man dying

and fooled
and swindled him.No.

No?!
Well, I reckon yes!

He found a good thing
laying loose.

He treats me good.

Well, was I him,
so would I.

Ain't no sweat on him.

He got a hundred acres
and a woman.

I reckon he's
just happy.

But how can you suffer it?

I own half.

Do you want half of mine?

No. No, I want him
shook clear loose.

Now you and me,
we can get that done
in court.

All you gotta do
is testify--No.

My...

Our father said
how he wanted.

He wrote it.

I asked how
you can suffer it.

Our pa, our land,
our own brother.

Sarah, they didn't tell you?

Dick?
They didn't tell you?

Yes, he is dead.

Dead, yes.

No one told you how?
He killed him, Sarah.

He shot him dead
in Lander.

He killed him and drug
his body back here
and took his place.

There's two graves
out there, Sarah,
fresh dug.

A little boy we used to
swing between us...

lays there
covered with dirt,

crying out to our hearts.

Killed!

I...

will ask him.

Ask him, Sarah?

Take a gun and shoot him!

Oh, come with me now.
Right now, in town.

We'll break that
old man's will, Sarah.
I got a lawyer.

Right now, Sarah.
We'll have him
in court tomorrow,

and the day
after tomorrow we--No.

First...

I will ask him...

why.

You ain't no dumb Indian.

Why act like one?!

[ wagon approaching ]

All right, then,
you ask him.

Then you come in town, Sarah.

You come to the chemist's.

You know that?

You're my sister, Sarah,

and he was our brother.

And his murderer
is coming out there.

And God's mercy
I don't kill him
walking in.

[ door slams ]

He got in a fight at school.
He used his knife.

I did not kill them.

One kid all scratched up,
the others scared
half to death.

Between then and now
I've had quite a session
with the school board.

Maybe it's not as bad
as I made it sound.

I calmed the parents down.
He can go back to school.

It's too bad, though.

I think folks around here
are prepared to be friendly,

given time,
but a thing like this--You killed my brother.

Yes, I did.

Who told you?

Why not you tell me?

Cowardice.

I didn't want to tell you
up there where I first saw you.

And after that, just...

cowardice.

Tell me why.

We were strangers
to each other.

He came into a stable
and tried to steal my horse.

He shot at me,
I shot back.

Your father accepted that.

He was an old man.

Yes.

Not a soft-headed old man.

And so for gratefulness,

for killing his son,

he give you half his land.

Did I act pleased?

Then we sell it.

I have a man
to offer to buy.

Who told you
I killed your brother?

Was it Dobie?
Has he followed me here?

We sell the land

and you go away from me

and me from you.

Was he here just now
when I was coming back?

Your brother,
I'm talking about.

Why didn't he wait for me?

Did he tell you
to sell the land?

He told me to go to him,

to town.

And we go to law.

Court.

Against you.

And after, he will kill you.

Does he have any men
with him, do you know?

Sell the land
if you never wanted

and go and stay alive,

and my son and I
will go back.

Before, I was going to
give you my half

when you and the boy
were settled.

Now I'm not prepared to sell.

I go to town

and make you nothing.

And my brother
make you dead.

I'm sure he'll try.
He's good at that.

Then sell, or you
are nothing and dead.

If he held off
from a fair chance
to murder me,

he had something else to gain,

something more--the land.

You--you want
as much as him

if you stay.

Then I guess you've got
a choice to make.

[ bangs gavel ]

"Hearing in probate

"in re Asa Keogh,
deceased.

Claim is introduced by--"

Get that window
open wider, will you?
Get it up there.

"By Dobie Keogh,
represented by
attorney Arnold Page,

and in contest
with Sarah Keogh and--"

Say, you two
have a counsel?

No, Your Honor.

You want a recess of hearing
to get one?

Well, Your Honor,
the thing seems--

All right, all right,
you don't, that's all.

Uh, all right, Page,
proceed.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Now, Asa Keogh died
in his 74th year,

leaving only
two legal heirs--

Dobie Keogh
and this woman here.

Now not only was
Asa Keogh old,
he was reclusive.

He was infirm of body,

infirm of mind.

In the last
dim days of his life,

he was seized upon,
exploited, betrayed

by another,
a younger man--

this stranger.

Adopted by murder,
we might say,

in the course of days

observed that a house
and farmland

might be his
almost for the taking.

Page, it's a hot day.
Get on with it.

And furthermore,
Your Honor,

Sarah Keogh, to all
intents and purposes,

is a Indian,
a ward of the state.

She has resided among
the Indians since childhood--

first by capture,
then by her own choice.

She has a half-breed son.

She has never exercised
any of the rights

and responsibilities
of white citizenship.

She has established
no domicile.

She has never paid taxes.
She has never voted.

[ crying sounds ]She has never in this--

Wait, wait.

Is she all right?
What is it?

[ laughing ]She's laughing.

Your Honor, that just shows
that she doesn't understand--

I said
wait, Page, wait.

Miss, do you understand
any of this?

Yes. It is so.

I have never voted.

[ laughing ]

Continue.

Your Honor.

Despite the parentage
of this woman,

we have no reason
to suppose that she is
any better equipped

to own or to administer
property than
any other Indian.

It's going fine, Dobie.

Yeah, he sure is
a smart lawyer.

He's got them all
ringed in already.

Judge is a little
stubby old man.

[ both sigh ]

Well, I was looking
to please you.

I made a mistake of things.

I come here to kill a man
and I let it be
turned to money.

I wouldn't call that
no mistake.

I should've killed him
that day on the street.

Or let him come in that house
and see me and killed him.

No, no, Dobie.
This way we got a chance
at thousands of--

Cheap!

I had a most pure hate
for that man,

and I let you and that lawyer
cheap it up.

You always been
sensible, Dobie.

Now look, as soon
as this is all over,

he's gonna be
out there alone.

You and me can take him
any time we want.No.

I'm gonna do it myself.

More than that.

I want him
to know about it--

that he killed my brother
and I've come for him.

I want him to have
the taste of it,

like a brass spoon
in his mouth--

that he's gonna
see me and die.

And so, Your Honor, the sum
and substance of things

leaves me to move
that the estate
of Asa Keogh, deceased,

be ruled
into trusteeship,

that it be
disposed of by sale,

and that the proceeds
be administered equally

for the benefit of Dobie Keogh
and Sarah Keogh,

sole legatees.

Oh, that's all?

That's all, Your Honor.

[ grunting ]

Sticks. Everything sticks
in this kind of weather.

All right now,
we'll hear from you.

The substance of the thing,
the main facts of the thing.

Now, you took the boy's body
to his father, Asa Keogh.

He took you in.
You got his confidence.
Correct?

Sir, the way Page
makes it sound--

Never mind how
he makes it sound.
The substance.

Correct.

All right.

I'm ready to rule
on the motions.

Inasmuch as the deceased
died intestate,

without devising
any instrument of--

Sir, did you say
he died intestate?

Intestate.
He left no will.

But he did leave a will.

My friend, the whole basis
of this proceeding

is that fact
that he did not.

He made a will,
she found it,
she gave it to him.

Page?

Your Honor, there--
there's some confusion here.

There was a will!No, Your Honor--

Judge! Wanna recognize me
as a friend of the court?

Oh, all right, doctor,
you're recognized.
What is it?

Asa talked to me
about a will before he died.

I think he could've made one.

Did you see it?

No, but you know Asa
just as good as I did.

Perfectly clear in mind,
clear as a whistle.

And everything
he told me--

But we still have no will
or anyone that's witnessed it

or even claims
to have seen it but them.

Now I will say.

No, Your Honor!Wait a minute,
wait a minute.

She wants to say
and I'm gonna let her.
Go ahead.

I will say it,
Your Honor.

I read very slow.

I have been Indian.

But I read very clear.

My father's will.

"My name
is Asa James Keogh.

"I reside
in Stoub Township, Wyoming.

"This is my last
and only testament.

"I wish to leave
my house, my land,

"and everything on my land

"and everything else I own

"to my daughter Sarah

"and to the man
known to me

"as The Virginian.

"To them alone.

"I have my reasons.

"They are
no one else business.

"I leave these things
in their entirety,

"undivided,

"to be shared
in partnership.

If, at some later time..."

[ door opens ]

It didn't go.
We lost it all.

What happened about
that stubby old judge?

I could get disbarred
out of this.Now wait.

It ain't finished.It is finished.

No, no, wait, listen.

They got it now,
but that don't mean
they'll keep it.

If something happened
to frighten her off the land,

and then if...
well, then I mean...

Well, if you still wanted
to kill that man, uh,

we wouldn't
have to stop you.You wouldn't?

You remind me a little
of a pig squealing
around a trough.

Oh, I'm gonna
kill the man.

But not to pleasure you.

What about your, uh, sister?

No, she had a chance
to be my sister.

She's just Indian now.

Squaw.

Now--now listen, boys.
It can still work out.

Now we--we get that land
and we can split it with you.

Hey, look at this.
I got so big a grab,

I can't get my hand out.

What do we do now, Page?

I'm pulling out
before that judge sends
the marshal after me.

You do what you want.

I've got another
telegram to send.

Wait here, and then
we'll go get the boy
and go on back out.

Ma'am,
I hate to bother you.
Maybe you can help me.

I mean, I've got
a question in my mind
as to which is friendlier--

a white woman or a squaw.

Now you help me
settle that, huh?

[ laughing ]

[ laughing continues ]

Send it.

[ people murmuring ]

Get in the wagon.
Get in the wagon!

Hate to see a man
put down like that.

Friend of mine, too.

Tell you what--try me.

Well, I'll do you
with my hands. There!

Come on down.
I ain't fought out.

Come on down
off that wagon!

Come on,
I'm waiting for you!

Are you a scared man?

You're yellow-striped scared?!

Whoa.

Whoa.

He won't
fight you, Dobie.

He'll fight.

Get my horse.

[ screaming ]

Somebody set this up
in here full of coal oil.

Polluted.

Well, it wasn't
very good anyway.

There's water at the river
and barrels behind the barn.
We'll fetch some.

Go with him.

You ran from a man
in town.

He wanted to fight.
You went away.

I thought it was advisable.

You bring the water.

He is a coward.

No.

He turns away in fear.

He brought this
to your father's house.

No.

It was Dobie.

It is right for him
to seek vengeance

on the man who killed
his brother, your brother.

He is an evil man.

Your brother.

A stranger.

Son, I'd like to talk
to your mother alone.

[ door opens and closes ]

You will leave now?

Things I'd like to
say to you first.

Sit down.

I telegraphed a man I know,

a friend of mine
named Kelsey.

He'll be here very soon,
any day now.

He's a mining engineer.
See, uh...

When I first got here,
I noticed the taste
of the water.

Something wrong with it.

And your father
mentioned that, uh,

it sickened the cattle.

That could mean lead,

and that could lead
to gold or silver.

The man...

told you...

The chemist.

I didn't believe him then
and I don't believe him now.

But Kelsey can judge
and tell you for sure.

He's an honest man.

He can tell you.

No.

I have to take care
of the other part of it.

Dobie?

Here's, uh,
another writing for you.

It's a conveyance
of my share in this place.

Please.

I don't like it either.

But it's gotta be done.

Where is he going?

To my brother.

Whoa.

He said you'd fight.

He's waiting
for you now in town.

He wants you
to sweat about it

all the way in.

I'll ride on ahead,
tell him you're coming.

I'll say this--
he's got a nice day for it.

[ dog barking in distance ]

[ dog barking in distance ]

Chee! He's loose somewhere!

[ knock on door ]

I'd like to thank you
for what you did in town.

Why are you going?

I told you before,
I'm a coward.

Some people are afraid
of rattlesnakes,

big dogs, mean horses,

bandits, cold baths.

I'm afraid of all those things
and being committed besides.

I think your father
knew that.

He just wanted a way
to keep me here
until I wasn't needed.

When will that be?

Now, if you stay.

We will stay.

And if I'm wrong
about the land?

We will stay.

THE VIRGINIAN:
I'll be back this way.

[ theme music playing ]