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[screaming]

That's pretty good shooting' right?

Oh, no wait, Jack.

Just having little fun. Nothing wrong with that, Matt.

What about the bullet holes in my woodwork?

Don't I always pay for my fun, Matty?

Sure, Jack.

[gunshots]

[laughing]

Oh, God.

There gotta be something wrong in that bottle.

Annie, go fetch me that bottle.

There's gotta be something wrong with that bottle.

Exactly.

I never miss.

I got plenty of ammo.

I see the trouble.

You got too much whisky in it.

Well, you better go easy with that stuff.

Here, Annie, put it back

on the-- on the bar.

All that shootin' hurts my ears.

Put it back on the bar.

Get out of the way.

Jack.

Oh, hi, Rope.

You're wanted back at the ranch.

Rope, I'll bet you my gold watch

against your month's pay that

I can slice the neck right off that bottle in one shot.

Your brother wants to see you, Jack.

Foster's in Cheyenne.

No, he's back.

Well, what am I supposed to do?

Jump up and run?

Go tell him to whistle for another dog.

[indistinct chatter]

Hey! No.

[grunting]

Your brother wants to see you,

but he don't want to see you drunk.

[door closes]

About time you showed up.

You shoulda told me you were comin' back.

I told you, Jack.

Foster telegraphed from Cheyenne.

Oh, no, that's right.

I guess I plumb forgot.

Apparently your mind was on other things.

Jack, Foster saw the governor.

Well, come on, brother.

What he say?

He said that we lost a good man

when Senator Lawrence died...

and then he said he was going to appoint me

to complete the senator's term.

I knew it!

Didn't I tell you, Rachel, didn't I say

he'd come back a US senator?

Well, it's not official yet.

I do have to wait for confirmation.

[chuckles] Well, I can use the time

to get ready for Washington.

Well, I-- I didn't even dare wish for it.

Here's for the Bonham's. They always get what they want.

Me...

I'm gonna have a ranch to run.

I'm lookin' forward to that.

I got some good ideas about the place, you see.

I'm sorry, Jack, I've decided to sell the ranch.

Sell it? Bonham Ranch?

To Colonel MacKenzie of Shiloh

for summer grazing land.

No...

You can't.

It's mine.

I mean pa left it to the both of us.

With me in charge.

You couldn't take over this place.

You'd drink it away in a month.

I'm not gonna let you do this to me.

I'm afraid you can't prevent it.

I do have the authority.

MacKenzie's foremen is on his way here now

to look the place over.

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[gun cocking]

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[gunshot]

If you were tryin' to take my head off, you missed.

I generally hit what I shoot at.

I just wanted to stop you.

I'm stopped. You mind telling me why?

That's the southeast.

Direction of Medicine Bow.

That's right.

You the foremen from Shiloh ranch?

Right again. Who are you?

I'm the man who's telling you to turn tail

and ride back where you come from.

Any special reason?

This is reason enough.

I need more reason than that.

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[grunting]

I don't know what your game is.

But you better learn to play it.

You might get hurt.

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- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.

Ah.

That'll be all, Maria. Thank you.

Now, I don't wanna try to tell you

that Bonham ranch is perfect,

but it is...

one of the finest spreads in this part of the country.

I'm surprised you're willing to part with it.

Frankly, I need the money.

You see, there'll be the new house in Washington.

Plus the additional expenses

of launching a career in politics.

I am anticipating a good price

from your Colonel MacKenzie.

What about later on, when you're ready

to come home from Washington?

That may be a long time from now.

Now, the future looks very bright for my husband.

The fact is...

Washington is home for Rachel.

She grew up there. Her father was Senator Fremont.

Now, we only seem to be burning all of our bridges.

Our move is not capricious, I assure you.

Well, Shiloh does want for summer grazing land.

After I've looked the place over

I'll let you know if it meets our needs.

Fair enough.

I had hoped that my brother would be here

to show you around.

Unfortunately, I do have some papers to work on.

My acceptance speech.

I don't wanna be caught short for words

on my maiden address.

Well, if you'll excuse me, Mrs. Bonham.

Certainly, it goes without saying you'll be our guest

until this matter's settled.

- Well, thank you. - Here.

Let me get you started in the right direction.

Oh, this is my brother, Jack.

Late as usual.

Hello, Ramrod.

Surprised, huh?

Mister, you've got a lotta surprises comin' your way.

And none of 'em are good.

[clears throat]

I'd like to apologize for my brother.

We are... of two different minds about selling the ranch.

Fortunately, he is in no position to object.

Thank you.

That is no way to speak to a guest in my house.

Our house, brother. And don't you forget it.

You've had enough to drink.

Is there enough?

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[cows mooing]

Oh. What's the matter fella?

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Come on.

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[horse neighing]

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[knock on door]

Howdy.

Um, sorry to trouble you, ma'am,

but my horse went lame.

Oh, say am I glad to see you.

Come on in.

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- Joe, I've been looking for ya. - I'm here.

I just came from your house, you have a visitor.

The way Eileen threw her arms around him,

I thought it was you comin' home.

Who was it? Did you see?

Some stranger.

He went in the house with Eileen.

She doesn't have a brother, does she?

- Nope. - Or a kissing cousin.

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When I saw somebody walkin' up to the house

my heart was in my mouth.

"Who's that stranger wandering around here?" I thought.

Then when I saw that it wasn't a stranger that it was you.

Well, you coulda knocked me over with a feather.

Now...

I want you to tell me all about Medicine Bow.

Medicine Bow?

The Rocky Mountain Saloon, you used to work there.

You didn't even remember me.

What in the world did you think of me

when I pulled you into this house?

[chuckles]

Irene.

Well, that's close.

It's Eileen.

Well, that must've been five or six years ago.

You were just a kid.

You were the foreman at the Shiloh Ranch.

And you used to come in all the time

with Trampus and the boys.

Say, how is Trampus?

Oh, he's fine. Just about the same I guess.

You sure changed though.

Not for the worse I hope.

Well, not at all, you're even prettier than I remember.

[chuckles] Well, that's real nice to hear.

Say, what are you doin' 'round here anyway?

You didn't come here to look me up, that much I know.

Well, it's a business trip, I'm, uh, staying at the Bonham place.

- Bonham? - Mm.

You know them?

Yes. Not very well though.

They're much too grand to have folks like me

come to their house.

Everybody knows I was a saloon girl.

Oh, I'm not ashamed of it.

My husband met me in a saloon right here in town.

Matt Ryan's place.

But some fine ladies don't take

too kindly to ex-saloon girls.

Maybe you've noticed that.

From time to time.

Then you know what I'm talkin' about.

Mm-hmm.

Eileen?

- Are you alright? - Sure, I am.

- This is my husband, Joe. - Howdy.

Who's he?

Oh, didn't I tell you?

This is the fella I used to be in love with in Medicine Bow.

Oh, don't be silly, Joe. He's an old friend.

He's stayin' up there at the Bonham place.

Reckon he's a friend of Foster's.

Well, why didn't you say so in the first place?

- Howdy, friend. - How do you do?

Have you fixed up in a minute.

Huh.

Sure do appreciate the loan of the horse.

Well, there's nothin' I won't do

for a friend of Mr. Bonham's.

Or, Eileen, either for that matter.

Hey, you know somethin', Joe?

This fella here didn't even remember me from Medicine Bow.

Now, what do you think of that?

Well, like they say...

all saloon gals look alike...

till you marry one.

Hey, I don't know just how to take that.

I picked me the prettiest one.

I know that.

Well, there you are.

This ought to get you back to the Bonham's.

Oh, uh, by the way...

you, uh...

tell Mr. Bonham...

That I'll take the wagon up to Ridgeville tonight.

Pick up that new plough.

Uh, which Mr. Bonham?

Foster, of course.

I don't have nothin' to do with that

no-account brother of his.

But Foster Bonham...

my, he's been fine to us.

You know, I used to farm on the rockiest piece

of hillside in this county

till he let us have this prime piece of bottom land?

Loaned me the money for that, a new plough too.

Oh, he's a fine man Foster Bonham is.

No two ways about it.

Well, I'll tell him you said that.

Be pleased if you would.

Uh, I'll take care of your animal for ya.

That bruise ought to be fine by tomorrow.

You could pick him up any time.

Well, thanks again. Much obliged.

My pleasure. Nice meeting ya.

- Nice meetin' you. - See you again.

You know, it's real nice to see a familiar face again.

Hmm.

Sometimes I nearly go crazy around here

with nobody to talk to.

But you know somethin'?

I don't care if I ever see another saloon again.

- Now, do you believe that? - No reason not to.

You know, that wasn't all a joke.

What I told Joe.

I was in love with you in Medicine Bow.

Even though you never even noticed.

Oh, no, now I'm not tryin' to start somethin' up.

My Joe is a good man and he's been awful good to me.

I just wanted you to know what came into my mind when I...

when I saw you walkin' up to the house.

What was that for?

Old times.

Even though you did forget them.

- Well, bye-bye now. - So long.

Hey, one more thing.

What's my name?

Eileen.

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Now, we need a huge bowl

of flowers for the centerpiece.

Never mind, you have enough to do in the kitchen as it is

I'll take care of the flowers.

Si, senora.

Company tonight?

[gasps] Jack, you frightened the life out of me.

Who's coming to dinner, the local politicians again?

They're important to Foster.

Where is my brother?

He's in the study.

- He's working. - Yeah, I'll bet.

The way he's always workin' with his head while I was digging

post holes and stringin' wire fence

and breaking my back for this place.

What am I gonna get out of it?

Half the money from the purchase--

I don't want the money! I want the ranch.

Excuse me, I have to change for dinner.

I'm tryin' to tell you somethin'.

- I don't wanna listen. - I could run this place.

And run it good. Foster never gave me a chance.

Man gets tired of takin' orders.

That's why I drink, Rachel.

Now, he's tryin' to sell the place away from me.

I won't let him, I swear I won't.

I'll find some way to stop him.

Even if it means keepin' him here on the ranch.

Don't you interfere.

Don't you even think of it.

An appointment to the senate is an opportunity

of a lifetime and I won't have you spoiling it!

I'm warning you.

I'll do anything to ensure my husband's future, anything!

Now, get out of my way.

You always seem present at moments of stress.

I wonder what you must think of us.

Well, I'm sorry to burst in on you like this.

Uh, the door was unlatched.

You, you must understand that

these've been very trying times for all of us.

They, they're waiting.

I had a message for your husband from Joe Terry.

He's goin' to pick up that plough in Ridgeville tonight.

I'll tell him. Excuse me, please.

I hope you're enjoying your stay.

'Cause believe me you're never gonna set foot

in this house again.

[door closes]

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Go away. You got no right comin' here.

This land loans with the Bonham ranch.

I might want it back some day.

Please get out before Joe comes back.

Joe? He ain't comin' back till mornin'.

He's in Ridgeville.

That gives us a lot of time.

Are you gonna do what I tell you?

No, I can't.

Well, I know different.

'Cause you like it or not, you are gonna help me.

No. Now, you let go.

Oh!

Now, look what you've done.

Why don't you stay away from me?

You know why.

Now, you better do what I tell ya

or else I'm gonna tell Joe Terry

all about his pretty little wife.

You stay away from Joe.

I'll let you think about it.

And I'll be back.

I could tell you right now the answer's no.

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Oh, oh.

I said to think about it.

I'll tell you straight, Foster.

This appointment is the smartest move

the governor's ever made.

Having you in the senate gives the party some real muscle

and we're going to work very hard to keep you there.

Yes.

I've been thinking about that election.

Now, I'm sure that that Laramie crowd is going to put up

the strongest man they can find to knock me out.

Oh, they haven't got a prayer, we'll back you to the limit.

I was telling Bob Fox yesterday--

Oh, excuse me a second.

I'm very sorry.

Our conversation can't have held much interest for you.

I'm afraid we have politics on our minds these days,

but that does not excuse rudeness.

Oh, that's alright, you have a lot to talk about.

I thought I'd walk off that fine dinner.

Won't you have another brandy?

No, thanks. Excuse me, gentlemen.

Surely.

I was telling Bob Fox we ought to form a nomination committee

and keep ahead of those fellas.

Oh, if that's the new fashion, I don't like it.

I don't see why we have to cover ourselves in feathers.

I believe they're called plumes.

Uh, if you'll excuse me

our house guest looks a little lost.

Plumes.

Well, when the birds wore 'em they were called feathers.

May I join you?

I'd enjoy the company.

More than you enjoy the company inside, I'd imagine.

Well, they seemed pleasant enough.

They are.

I was just feeling rather sleepy myself.

Once in Washington my father gave a party

and I was hostess to more than 500 guests.

I can assure you that I was wide awake all evening.

[sighs] Well, what do you think of Bonham ranch?

I'll let you know tomorrow when I've seen the rest of it.

You can't be pressed, can you?

Pressed?

Well, you...

You go your own way, do your own thinking,

make up your mind.

In a way I admire that.

In another way I resent it.

Why should you?

Because it isn't fair to the rest of us.

And we're all caught up in what we are doing and planning.

And we are passionately devoted to success

and you seem to be mocking us.

I don't mean to.

It isn't intentional, but it's there.

Well, you wouldn't give up this ranch, would you?

Go to Washington.

Become a United States senator.

No, I don't think I would.

Well, my husband will because he must.

That's the difference.

[wheels rattling]

Hello, Mrs. Bonham.

Is your husband home? I, I'd like to see him.

Well, my husband's with our guests.

What is it, Eileen? What's the matter?

Please, Mrs. Bonham? I have just got to see him.

Well, I can't disturb him now.

But it's important. I need to talk to him.

Suppose you tell me about it.

It's his brother.

He's just got to get Jack to stay away from me.

I can't stand it.

Come with me, Mrs. Terry.

But I want to talk to him.

Excuse us, please.

I'm so scared I... I just don't know what to do.

I've just got to tell somebody.

[knock on door]

I hope I'm not disturbing you.

Not at all.

I thought perhaps you might like

to glance through these before you turned in.

They're the accounts for the Bonham ranch.

Well, thank you, I will.

They can tell you a lot more about

cattle per acreage than I ever could.

The last two years were...

especially good.

Well, I think I'll call it a day.

Those little social gatherings really wear me out.

Good night and I'll see you at breakfast.

Good night, Mr. Bonham.

Rachel: Foster you've got to do something about Jack.

I'm so afraid that he'll--

Well, we'll have to discuss that later.

- Come on, Jack. - No.

Now, you behave yourself and--

Just havin' a little fun now. Just sit down for a--

I don't wanna sit down.

Let go. You're hurting me, Jack!

Jack!

Oh, now you're hurtin' yourself. Just settle down.

I don't want to. Just stop it!

Let her go. Let her go.

He's mean drunk again.

Who, me?

I will show you how drunk I am.

Come over here, Annie, I want to talk to you.

I think you've had enough.

You better go home, Jack.

Home?

You ain't throwing me out, are you, Matty?

I'm asking to leave for your own good.

Is that right?

For my own good, huh?

Well, thank you, Matty.

I sure do appreciate your kindness!

[laughing]

Oh, just because you're a Bonham

you think you can get away with anything.

Well, from what I hear, you're not gonna have that

big fine ranch for long.

Shut up, Annie.

And after it's sold you won't be so high and mighty.

Shut up.

You know, you're only Foster Bonham's brother.

You will be nothing when he's gone!

Shut up!

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Alright?

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[horse galloping]

Jack: Brother! Brother o' mine.

I'm talking to you, Senator Bonham.

Brother!

Brother, o' mine.

You can forget about Washington

'cause you ain't going, brother.

'Cause I found a way to stop you

and that's just what I'm gonna do!

So you can forget about selling the ranch!

Forget all about it!

'Cause you're gonna spend the rest of your life here.

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Joe, is that you?

Who is it? Who's there?

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Joe? Answer me.

[intense music]

Morning.

- Morning. - You're up early.

Well, I, uh, thought I'd see as much as I could.

If you'd like some company...

No, it's unnecessary, thanks.

I'm, uh, sorry about the disturbance outside your window.

Didn't wake me. I wasn't asleep.

Well, I...I'm sick of my brother's drunken ways.

I've taken entirely too much.

I'll have a talk with him

and see that there's no recurrence

of that outburst last night.

Oh, you might like to start at the North range.

It gets hotter after noon.

Well, thanks. I'll see you later.

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Wake up.

Jack!

[moaning] Listen to me. We've got to talk.

Jack!

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[horse trotting]

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Eileen?

Joe?

Eileen?

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[wheels rattling]

Sheriff? [gasps]

- No, no. - Well, where is he?

He ain't. We ain't had one four, five years now.

- What are you, a deputy? - No, I ain't now.

I'm, I'm the constable. Uh, Calvin Stokes.

- Are you the only law officer? - Well, yeah.

Except for marshal over to Ridgeville.

What seems to be the trouble?

You better come with me. There's been a murder.

Murder? Who was it? Who got killed?

A woman. Eileen Terry.

Terry? Joe Terry's wife?

That's right. I left her just as I found her.

You better ride out with me and take a look.

Me? What for?

Well, you're the law, aren't you?

Well, yeah, I guess so, I mean, I can arrest drunks

and scare kids away from stealing apples.

I can do that, but...

Murder? Well, I-- I-- I better get the marshal.

Well, you can't just leave her lyin' out there like that.

At least send out the undertaker, he can be a witness

as to how she died.

Yeah, yeah, I can do that.

But I'll still have to send for the marshal.

Well, then send for him and fast.

Yes, sir, yes, sir. I will.

I'll, uh, I'll telegraph him right now.

Oh, oh, uh, you see.

It's gonna take him a little while to get here.

You know, Ridgeville's a far piece.

Now, you, uh...

You ain't got no idea who killed her, have you?

- Maybe I have. Let's go. - Okay.

Jack? What do you want with him?

I wanna ask him about something.

If it has to do with the operation of the ranch--

It's got nothing to do with the ranch.

It's something else. A woman has been killed.

What woman?

You spoke to her the other night.

Eileen Terry, somebody shot her.

Oh. How horrible.

Well, what makes you suspect my brother?

Your wife can tell you that.

I only heard a part of it.

Well, she was afraid of Jack. I told you that, Foster.

Well, that doesn't prove anything.

You know, how drunk he was last night,

the awful things he was saying.

I saw him from my window, I saw him

ride off towards the south, towards the Terry place.

You don't know for sure that that's where he went.

Now, stop defending him. Can't you see what he's done?

He's ruined everything.

The governor would never appoint the brother of a murderer.

Rachel, in heaven's name.

I'm sorry, but it's true.

He said he'd keep you from going to Washington, he has.

A woman's been killed.

I didn't know her very well, but her death is what concerns me.

Oh, yes, of course. Allow me to apologize.

[sighs] We're not really that heartless.

Thoughtless, perhaps.

She was so young and so pretty.

What did she tell you about Jack?

She, she said that she knew him, before she was married

when, when she worked in the saloon.

Her husband had to, to leave her alone at night, at times.

Jack forced his attentions on her.

She came to us for help.

We didn't give her any.

Mr. Bonham, where's your brother now?

I don't know.

Foster.

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[door closes]

- Jack? - Hmm?

Wake up. You gotta get outta here.

What? What?

What, Fos? What do you want?

I want you on your feet and out that door.

How did I get in here?

Last I remember, I was in the saloon.

Oh. Is that the last you remember, Jack?

Lord.

I think I knocked Matty down.

I'm gonna have to go there and slip him a few dollars.

Soon as my head stops hurtin', I musta put away a bottle or two.

Now, try to think. You came home roaring drunk.

You were shouting under the windows like a madman.

- You made threats. - Did I?

I wish I could remember.

I just might repeat some of 'em.

And you rode off. You were gone for a couple of hours.

I heard you come home. Where did you go, Jack?

I don't know.

What difference does it make?

It makes a lot of difference if you killed Eileen Terry.

Eileen.

What are you talkin' about?

I saw her last night.

Killed her.

She's dead?

They, they think I did? You think I did?

I want you to leave here, Jack.

Get your things together and clear out.

They can't prove anything.

They can't prove it.

I want you to go. Here.

This will help give you a start someplace else.

Don't waste any time.

Did I kill her, Fos?

Did I do that?

Hold. Joe, yonder.

A hearse?

Ha! Ha!

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- Joe? - She's dead.

- Murdered! - No.

Oh, no!

My horse wasn't here when I left.

I lent it to a fella.

He was here. He must've gone in the house.

What fella?

Ha! He, he was a friend of Eileen's.

A friend.

Henry. Settle my horse.

Sure, Joe.

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[knock on door]

Yes? Just a minute.

- May I help you? - Where is Mr. Bonham?

Rachel: Who is it, Maria?

Joe Terry, ma'am.

Mr. Terry.

I'm so sorry to hear about your wife.

- If there's anything we can-- - I just found out myself.

How did you know before me?

Well, our house guest discovered him.

- The man from Shiloh ranch? - Yes.

- Is he here, ma'am? - No.

I-- I believe he went into town.

I'll find him.

Mr. Terry...

Mr. Terry?

Mr. Terry!

Wait, please!

[gunshot]

[intense music]

You killed her!

[gunshot]

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[grunts]

Where's the key?

Did you hear those shots outside?

Well, yes, yes. I did. Was that you?

Hey, that's Joe Terry.

You lockin' him up in my jail? What for?

For his safety and my peace of mind.

Well, what'll I charge him with?

Flyin' a kite on Sunday.

Well, this is Wednesday and that ain't even against the law.

You just keep him in there and keep an eye on him.

You know, you're always tellin' me what to do.

- And stay away from him. - I'm the constable...

Now, wait a minute, uh...

You say that Joe Terry tried to kill you?

I find that hard to believe.

He thinks I killed his wife.

He'll go on thinking that, till I can prove otherwise.

Well, he's always struck me as such a reasonable man.

I'll have a talk with him.

Have you heard from Jack?

No.

I did look into his room.

Some of his clothes were missing.

I imagine he's far away by now.

I can't say that I'm sorry...

No matter what he's done, he is after all my brother.

I can't forget that.

The situation is not without a certain amount of irony.

This was delivered from the telegraph office.

Not half an hour ago, of course the governor had no way

of knowing, when he sent that my brother was a fugitive.

Your appointment to the senate.

Confirmed.

My elation is somewhat tempered.

He wants you to return to Cheyenne on the next train.

[chuckles]

Well, that of course is out of the question.

Why is it?

Foster, you can't begin by saying no to the governor.

I have to stay here until things are settled.

Your staying won't settle anything.

Go to Cheyenne and tell the governor what happened.

Make him see that you're not responsible

for your brother's actions.

Please.

Foster.

I never could say no to you, Rachel.

Roper? Mr. Bonham asked me to tell you

he'll be needing the mare and the buggy a little later on.

Got you, uh, running his errand for him now, has he?

I was comin' this way and I thought we might have a talk.

- About what? - Jack Bonham.

- Fine lookin' horse. - You got a good eye, mister.

It's the best horse on the ranch.

Jack broke it himself.

Mighty good with horses, Jack is.

I've known him to spend hours, tryin' to gel a mustang

by just talkin' to it, for he'd ever let it touch leather.

Of course, that was the old Jack.

He had a lot more patience in those days.

You sound like you're a friend of his.

Yeah, you might say that.

I reckon, I know Jack is... about as well as any man alive.

They say, uh... he killed Mrs. Terry.

It's likely.

That temper of his, I guess.

Seems to be getting a lot worse here lately.

He says some terrible things when he's drunk.

I know. I heard some of them last night.

Yeah, he really tied one on.

Hollering and carryin' on like that.

Why, he was so drunk, he couldn't even sit his horse.

Well, he was able to ride outta here and ride back later on.

Who told you that?

Jack didn't go anyplace. He passed out cold.

Roper, are you sure about that?

I oughta be.

I hauled him out to the tack room,

laid him out on a horse blanket.

He slept it off like he always does.

Well, I heard somebody ride outta here last night.

Well, it sure wasn't Jack.

Look. Where is he now?

I wouldn't likely know that.

You would, if you were his friend.

Well, in that case, I...

I wouldn't likely be telling you, now, would I?

You might...

...if you thought it'd keep him from gettin' hung.

[dramatic music]

He's in town.

That's all I can tell you.

Thanks. Thanks a lot.

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

What'll it be?

Anything that wasn't bottled this morning.

- That'll be two bits. - Hmm.

Two bits, huh?

- I might want another one. - Sure.

Jack Bonham.

- What about him? - Where is he?

How would I know?

Well, outside of this, the nearest saloon is in Ridgeville.

Meaning what?

Meaning that's a long way for a thirsty man

to go for a drink.

I ain't seen him since last night.

What time last night?

Oh, it was still early. About 10:00, 10:30.

He was pretty liquored up, grabbin' with one of the girls.

Mean like, like he gets sometimes.

You a friend of his?

What do you think?

Mister, all I know is

I'll be happy if he never shows his face in here again.

And you can tell him that when you see him.

Oh, Annie? This fella's lookin' for Jack.

So?

Well, I was tellin' him about last night.

How Jack got mean and rough.

What do you want me to do, show him my bruises?

What've you got there?

My dinner.

My, my. You sure do have a healthy appetite.

Everybody always says I eat like a horse.

- Mind if I watch? - What for?

I wanna see you eat all of it. Every bean.

If you can't, I'll know you're lying.

What's the matter, Annie? Aren't you hungry anymore?

Where were you takin' it? Where is he?

Matt!

I told you twice. He ain't here.

You gotta learn to trust people.

Annie, did you know Eileen Terry when she worked here?

Yeah, I knew her. What of it?

She considered me to be her friend.

I thought, maybe she had other friends in town. Was I wrong?

Is that why you're lookin' for Jack?

- Did he kill her? - Annie, keep quiet.

- Did he? - Keep your mouth shut, Annie.

That's what I wanna find out.

He gave Matt a $100 to hide him. He's upstairs.

What else could I do?

You could've spit in his eye.

[instrumental music]

Let's talk, Bonham.

[intense music]

[grunting]

[groaning]

[gunshots]

[indistinct chatter]

Of course, I'm certain, it was Jack

who rode away from here last night.

I saw him very clearly.

Thought you might be mistaken

if he was facing away from the window or something.

It was no mistake. He looked up at my window before he rode off.

And I'm not likely to confuse Jack Bonham

with anyone else in this world.

Well, that makes it even more mysterious.

Uh...

Roper told me, Jack didn't go out again last night.

He said, Jack passed out and he put him to bed in the tack room.

Roper, yes.

He and Jack are thick as thieves. He would lie for him.

Yeah. I suppose he would.

I, uh, talked to a girl in town.

She said she knew Eileen pretty well when they worked together.

- At a saloon? - Yes.

Well, she said, uh...

Jack never showed any interest in Eileen.

She wasn't his type at all.

But there was somebody who showed an interest in her.

Someone she used to meet outside.

Never in the saloon, never in public.

He's far too important a man, if he's seen with a saloon girl.

If you're going to take the word

of some cheap little gin hustler.

That, together with what Roper told me.

- They're both lying. - Somebody is.

That comes very close to being an insult.

Maybe I better come even closer, Mrs. Bonham.

You haven't told me the truth about any of this.

You've lied to me from the very first moment

I told you Eileen Terry was dead.

How dare you speak to me like that!

Because I can back up what I say

and when the marshal gets here, I think he'll listen to me.

Your word against a Bonham's?

No.

A Bonham's word against the Bonhams.

[instrumental music]

Hello, sister-in-law.

He didn't go quite as far as you figured.

Now, we both want some answers.

What happened last night, Rachel?

You killed Eileen Terry.

That won't hold water anymore. I couldn't have done it.

I know that now. So who killed her?

Eileen came here last night, you talked to her.

About you, about how she was afraid of you, how...

how you wouldn't let her alone.

She tell you why?

I was gonna make her write to the governor

and tell him how Foster was carrying on

with that saloon girl behind his wife's back!

That's not so!

Even after Eileen got married to Joe Terry!

Foster gave Joe that piece of land just to keep

Eileen nearby, he lent her money to buy farm equipment

and then sent him on overnight trips to pick him up

when the railroad could've delivered it here to town!

- Is that what she told you? - No!

She was afraid, I was gonna tell her husband

about Foster and her, and so were you.

And that's why you killed her

and tried to put the blame on me!

No, it wasn't like that!

- I swear it wasn't. - What was it like?

How did it happen?

How did Eileen Terry get shot to death?

It was all his fault.

If he hadn't come home drunk.

Shouted those threats outside the window...

I was hurt, of course, when she told me.

I confronted Foster, he said it was over between them

it had been for, for some weeks.

It seems, Mrs. Terry was in love with her husband

and no longer interested in mine.

I believe I could've killed him at that moment.

- And so you killed her instead! - No!

I refuse to be cheated of the chance

to be Senator Bonham's wife.

I told Foster to, to pay off the girl and, and Jack

and-- and send them away.

He was going to in the morning.

And then you came home with your-- your drunken threats!

And he couldn't wait till morning.

So it was Foster's horse I heard ride off last night.

He found Eileen with a-- a gun in her hand.

He offered her money, a lot of it

if she'd just, if she'd go away and keep still.

She refused because of her husband.

She... ordered him out of the house at gunpoint.

Foster was only trying to take the gun away from her

when it went off.

He was panic-stricken. He...

He came home and asked me what to do.

And you said just make sure the blame gets on your no-good,

blood-sheep of a brother.

I only wanted you gone, away from the ranch!

Then, then there'd be no link between Foster and the girl.

You knew, I'd heard your conversation with Eileen

and you knew I'd remember it.

Yes, I lied to you. I...

was protecting my husband.

I-- I only did what I had to do, can't you understand that?

I was responsible for my husband's appointment.

I used all the influence my father left me.

I went to the governor.

I went to every important person in this state.

And I succeeded.

How could I let it all be destroyed by anything?

Where is he, Mrs. Bonham?

Where's your husband now?

I'll find him.

You're too late. He's gone.

Catch the train.

We would have passed him on the road.

And he might not have gone straight to town.

He is a politician.

He might have had to stop and tell some folks goodbye.

Tell 'em about his appointment coming through.

- Maybe I can still catch him. - I'll go with ya.

No, you won't! You stay here with her.

What for?

Maybe if the two of you yell at each other long enough,

you both start feeling some of the blame.

Eileen: What's the sense in it?

The girl's dead.

How can you ruin my husband's career because of an accident?

A man nearly killed me because of that accident.

And I nearly killed another.

You're nobody!

And my husband's going to be a United States senator!

No, he's not.

[intense music]

Stokes, let me out of here.

You gotta let me out of here.

Do you hear me? I gotta get out!

Will you please keep your mouth shut?

I can't even hear myself think!

Stokes.

Stokes!

- Listen to me! - I don't wanna listen to you.

All I want is a little bit of peace and quiet.

Wooh! I swear you're worse than a jail full of drunken cowboys.

[sighs]

Well, he, uh... he tricked you, Calvin.

That's what he done.

He pulled a bad trick.

What kinda trick?

Well, he's... got me in here...

just to save his own skin and...

left you out there to watch me.

Well, that ain't no trick!

He's got you out there watching the wrong man

while he's gettin' away.

Calvin, he murdered my wife.

Well, no he didn't.

That was Jack Bonham. It's all over town.

Oh, that's one of his tricks.

He's full of 'em.

But it was him who killed Eileen.

I know it!

How you know?

I got proof.

- Proof? - That's right, Calvin.

I can prove it.

What kinda proof?

Oh, no, oh, no, you don't.

If I told you, you'd go out there, after him yourself.

Knowin' my proof, it'd make you a big man, Calvin Stokes.

Might even make you sheriff.

Sheriff?

That's right.

That's right.

That's right, of course, uh, you ain't heard

none of my proof yet.

So you don't have to worry about that.

Well, now. Now, Joe, I'm the law around here.

You can't go witholdin' valuable information from the law.

Now, uh...

What have you got, Joe? I mean what kind of proof?

[instrumental music]

[sighs] Well...

Ah. Ah.

Open it!

- I ain't got the keys, Joe. - Get the keys!

- Joe, uh... - Get 'em!

- Hurry! - Yeah.

[keys jingling]

It all depends.

You think you're faster with the door than I am with the trigger?

Come on!

- Unlock it! - Alright!

[keys jingling]

Get in there.

Joe, you've still got my gun!

I got use for it.

Joe! Ah, ah.

[door closes]

I want to thank you all for coming to see me off.

And for your fine friendship. It means a great deal to me.

As you all know, the past several hours

have been filled with personal tragedy.

The life, of a young neighbor woman has been violently

and senselessly, taken from her.

My brother is missing...

and is sought for the murder.

All: Aww...

[indistinct chatter] My wife...

has been a blessing to me through all of this.

I frankly don't know what I would've done without her.

Your support has given me strength

at a time when I need it the most

and I'm very grateful.

In return, I give you my solemn pledge

that I will do my utmost to serve you well.

In the new role of the governor has seen fit, to bestow upon me.

Thank you.

[applause]

- Bonham. - Well.

Did you come to see me off too?

No, I came to keep you from going.

I'm not very good at jokes.

I will be in touch with your Colonel MacKenzie

to make final arrangements for the sale of the ranch.

The colonel can't buy your ranch.

Can't buy it?

Laramie, Cheyenne aboard.

Well, we'll have to discuss it later. I have a train to catch.

We'll discuss it with the marshal.

Let go of my arm.

[train honking]

You're making a big mistake. These people are my friends.

They won't be when they find out you killed Eileen Terry.

[indistinct chatter]

That's nonsense!

[train chugging]

Let go, you fool. I've got to get on that train.

Kill him! Move. Stand aside.

[screaming]

[intense music]

[all clamoring]

Let him go!

[instrumental music]

Think you missed your train, Mr. Bonham.

Joe! This is the man.

I'm takin' him in.

Come on. Let's go.

[instrumental music]

[theme music]

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