All language subtitles for S09E15 - The Politician

[theme music]

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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.

[instrumental music]

- 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.

[instrumental music]

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!

[dramatic music]

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.

[instrumental music]

Joe, is that you?

Who is it? Who's there?

[instrumental music]

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.

[instrumental music]

Wake up.

Jack!

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

Jack!

[dramatic music]

[horse trotting]

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

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Eileen?

Joe?

Eileen?

[dramatic music]

[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.

[dramatic music]

[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!

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

- 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.

[dramatic music]

[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]

[instrumental music]

[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]

[music continues]