All language subtitles for The Virginian S07E20 - The Land Dreamer

Howdy, Sheriff Abbott,
Mr. Welles.

Good to see you.

Mr. McKinley.

Well, uh... Well, you've
been working hard.

Oh. Yeah, not much
to show for it yet.

I hope she'll start to look
like a house pretty soon.

I didn't think
you were this far along.

We didn't come to pass the
time of day. Show him the papers.

Legal papers?
It's a court order.

I'm sorry to have
to do this, Mr. McKinley.

I don't rightly understand.

What is it I've done wrong?

You started building
that shack on my land.

Law says you're to tear it down
and get out. That'll do, Mr. Welles.

Well, there must
be some mistake.

Don't you recall, Mr. Welles? I
paid you for this piece of land.

That was the first payment.
Second's long overdue.

I don't know anything about any
payments. What's he talking about?

I'm afraid there's a
forfeiture clause in there.

Land still belongs
to Mr. Welles.

No, sir.

This is my land. He set a
flat price, and I paid him for it.

I gave him every penny I had.

He knows it too.
The law's on my side.

And I'm telling you
this is my land.

Don't you do that, Mr. McKinley.

You're forcing me to arrest
you for contempt of court.

Nobody's taking my land.

I came too far
and worked too hard.

I won't give it up.

You got a gun, Sheriff. Use it.

What you waiting for?

You stay out of this.
You're just making things worse.

Get away from here...
Both of you.

Get off my land.

You put that thing down.

You're under arrest.
Stand aside, Sheriff.

Mark.

A cowpoke approached a circus
owner with an old swayback horse.

Said he'd like to travel
with the show.

He claimed his old mare was
the smartest horse in the world.

Now the circus owner
reckoned he'd seen horses...

that could jump through hoops...

and horses that could stand on
their head and juggle at the same time.

He asked the cowpoke what was
so special about this pitiful specimen.

Cowpoke said, "Well, sir,

this here mare of mine can
calculate numbers at lightning speed."

Circus owner said, "All right.
How much is one plus two?"

Horse kind of thought it over,
then he pawed the ground...

One, two, three.

Cowpoke threw down his hat and
said, "Come on, you stupid critter!

One more time!"

Uncle Clay, please.
It's important.

Huh? Trampas want to see you.

Something's up.

Take him in the study.
I'll fix up the front bedroom.

Gene, ride into town.
Get the doctor. Yes, sir.

Easy.

The sheriff. Is he hurt bad?

Bad enough.

- How did it happen?
- Trampas found him.

I was riding past that piece of bottomland
near Wolf Creek when I heard the shots.

A farmer named McKinley bought
that place from Caleb Welles.

Yeah? Well, it must have
been McKinley I saw...

ride off toward
Shiloh's south range.

He left Welles dead
and the sheriff here to die.

- Caleb Welles is dead?
- Yes, he is.

Well, what are we waiting for?
Why don't we go after this McKinley?

- We got a posse right here.
- Now wait a minute, boys.

Let's talk about it out here.

I know how you feel.

Maybe some of you knew
Caleb Welles better than I did,

but Mark Abbott's
a good friend of mine.

Then let's get the man who
shot him. That's what I say.

All right. Fine. But let's use some common
sense too. We can't track him at night.

- You should know that, Frank.
- We can't let him get away either.

And we can't ride off
in all directions.

By morning there wouldn't
be a clear track left to follow.

What do you suggest, Clay?

McKinley rode off
toward Shiloh's south range.

My men know that country better
than they know their faces in the mirror.

So I'll get a bunch
and start out at sunup.

And if McKinley's there,
we'll find him.

That sounds like the best idea.

I don't care
who gets that killer,

as long as they
bring him back to hang.

Hold up.

What's the trouble?
Double set of tracks.

Hmm.

Yeah.

Somebody came over that ridge
and rode along in the same direction.

Maybe McKinley had a friend
waiting for him. What do you think?

Tracks don't show that either one
of them was waiting for the other one.

Near as I can make out, they
were just going along the same way.

How can you tell 'em apart?

That's the problem... I can't.

Trampas? Nah.
They're all mixed up.

Then let's follow both sets,

see what happens.

Well, here's where
they split up.

A set of tracks turned off.
The other one went on south.

Which is which?
Which one's McKinley?

That's what I don't know.

There's one way to find out.

You take Trampas and
Sutton here, ride on ahead,

and I'll see where this
other track leads.

- How do we get back together?
- We don't.

Whoever catches up with McKinley
takes him straight back.

With the sheriff laid up,
there's no law in Medicine Bow.

I don't want to be away
any longer than necessary.

All right? All right.

All right. Let's go.

Pa!

What happened?

Ma?

Ma! Come quick!

What... Pa's home.

Hosea!

Ellen.

I need you.

Yeah, it's McKinley's horse,
all right.

Broke his leg.
He had to shoot him.

He can't get far on foot.

We didn't hear the shot. Still got a
good lead on us. We can cut it down fast.

Why did he come south, I wonder?
Why didn't he head east, for the badlands?

- That's what I'd have done.
- Maybe he's not as smart as you are.

You know, he's right.

McKinley never even tried
to double back.

He made a beeline this way
for some reason.

What reason?

My guess is he's got
somebody waiting for him...

Somebody who
can give him a hand.

Came a long way on foot.

This is rough country
for walking.

We'll have to get
another horse...

Somehow.

Yes.

How long has it been?

How many long days and nights...

since I went away
from this cabin?

Now I come dragging back
with my calamities,

like an old hound dog
with prickle burrs. Shh!

Don't talk.

I'll fix you something to eat.

No. That can wait.
I gotta tell you.

Something's happened.

William...

Uh, the fire's dying. You
best go fetch some firewood.

No, he can hear it too. I
want him to know how it was...

How his pa came to kill two men.

Oh, no.

Pa? Was it in a fight?

I was working
on the house, you see,

shaping one of the beams.

It was coming along fine.

Then Caleb Welles
and the sheriff came riding up.

Mr. Welles told me to get off
the land, that it wasn't mine.

He cheated me, Ellen.

He as much as said so
to my face.

I saw red,
and I went for my rifle.

I don't want to hear any more.

The sheriff... I don't want
William to hear any more.

The sheriff was an accident.

He got in my way.

I had nothing against him.
He was a good man.

William, go outside.
Fetch the firewood.

Pa said... Now, you do as I say.

It's cold in here.

You know I... can't bear
the cold. Yes, ma'am.

All the way back
I kept thinking...

what this would do to you.

As if I haven't put you
through enough already.

Hosea, are they after you?

I don't know.

I didn't see anybody.

Most likely they will be.

Maybe I...
shouldn't have run for it.

But I was afraid if they got me,

I'd never see you again.

I had to come back.

Tracks lead into the water.
Looks like he crossed over.

Yeah, or went for a swim.

Somehow I think
he's trying to shake us.

He can't stay in the stream forever.
Have to come out somewhere.

What's his trouble?

Smoke.

- Campfire, maybe.
- Let's find it.

- There's your smoke.
- Do you think he's in there?

Question is,
who's in there with him?

Trampas, you go on
around in back.

Dave, you cover me
from in front.

McKinley! You're surrounded!

Throw out your guns!

What are you gonna do?

What can I do?

They'll hang you.

I can't fight 'em.
Not with you here, anyway.

Please. Get the pistol, Ellen.

McKinley!

I hear you.

If there was some other way...

The time for choosing is past.

Stand away from the door.

Is that all? Yes.

- Hosea McKinley?
- Yes.

- You know why we're here?
- I know.

Please. It wasn't his fault.

I told my wife what happened.
I believe him.

Hosea McKinley's a good man.
He wouldn't hurt anybody.

You all right?

Well, you could have hollered
or something. We didn't know.

There's nobody else here?
Just the two of them?

We're the only ones.

- You stayed out here by yourself?
- I was alone.

You could see for yourself
there's nobody else here.

Hello? Yeah, is Mr. Clay
Grainger at home?

No, my uncle's away.

Mrs. Grainger? No, she's
away too, visiting her sister.

I'm Elizabeth Grainger.

They told me in town
that the sheriff was here.

Uh, may I see him, please?

Well, he's not receiving
visitors. He's very sick.

- He'll talk to me.
- He can't talk to anyone.

I'm Jack Welles.
Caleb was my brother.

I'm sorry. Sheriff Abbott
is still unconscious.

Will you take me to him?

All right.

How long has he been this way?

Since they brought him here.

Least he's alive.

I wanted him to tell me
just how it was...

when McKinley
murdered my brother.

Was it murder?

I thought no one knew
what had happened.

Caleb is dead,

and here lies the man that was
supposed to protect him.

Sheriff Abbott is a
good friend of ours.

Caleb was my only brother.

I just now came
from his funeral.

A man buries his brother
before his time,

has a right to ask why.

Thank you. Thank you.

Elizabeth? Oh, excuse me.

Oh, Uncle Clay! So good
to see you. You don't know.

Well, it's good to be home.

Uh, how's Mark? Any
change? No change.

Well, that's something. Virginian showed
up yet? No. I thought he was with you.

We had to split up. Double set of
tracks, and I picked the wrong one.

Wasted a lot of time chasing
down some poor old saddle tramp.

Uh, we got company?

Oh, I'm sorry. Mr. Welles,
this is my uncle, Clay Grainger.

Jack Welles? That's right.

Oh. Well, Amos Wardlow
told me he was going

to get in touch with
you about your brother.

Glad to meet you. Would
you like some coffee?

There's a fresh
pot. That'd be fine.

Excuse me. I might just have
something else first though.

Cut the dust out of my throat.

How's bourbon, Mr. Welles?

A small one, thank you.

You missed the funeral today.

Not too many folks showed up.

Oh. Well, that's too bad.

I guess not many folks
knew your brother.

He hadn't been in town
too long. Thank you.

I hear you went after
the man who killed him.

Man by the name of McKinley
is suspected of killing him.

We picked up a double
set of tracks, so we split up.

My group got sidetracked by what
turned out to be a wild goose chase.

The others are
still looking for him.

Mmm. Let's hope that
they don't give up too.

There was no point in my going on.
I'd just be covering the same ground.

- Yes, of course.
- Anyway, my foreman's very capable.

Good. Then I can expect to see
Mr. McKinley hang soon.

Well, it's customary
to have a trial first.

When the law is in charge.

Medicine Bow's law is lying
unconscious in your front bedroom.

About ready to go? Just about.

Mmm.

Help me?

Are you all right?

I thought I was. No, he's
not all right. Look at him.

Can't make him go all that way
without any rest.

Well, how long since
you've had any sleep?

I, uh, don't remember.

He walked through the night
to get here.

May I have a look at
you, please, Mr. McKinley?

I've studied a little
medicine. Mmm.

Looks ready to cave in.

When did you eat last?

Couldn't we wait till morning?
He's in no condition to travel.

You sure about that? Yes, sir.

If he doesn't get some rest, we're
gonna have a sick man on our hands.

Well, you're the doctor.

Trampas, you get on back.
Tell Grainger about the delay.

He'll be needing
somebody at the ranch.

Tell him we'll be in
as soon as we can.

We'll have Mr. McKinley with us.

The first thing we have to
do is get some food into him.

There's not much to eat.

There's grub in the saddlebags...
Beans and bacon.

I'll get it.

Go on. Shoo! Go on!

Go on! Hey! Stop
that! What are you doin'?

Doggone it.

Now what'd you go and do
a darn fool thing like that for?

So you can't take my pa away.

Your pa?

Let go, durn you. Let go!

Whoa, son. Now, you just listen.

You hurt my pa, and I'll kill
you. No, wait. Now, you listen.

You got us all wrong.
We're not gonna hurt him.

You're gonna take him
back to Medicine Bow.

Yes, but I give you my word,
he won't be hurt.

That's a promise, and I never
go back on a promise.

You're gonna hang him.
Won't that hurt?

Why didn't you tell us
the boy was here?

I didn't want him hurt.

Did you have any idea he'd pull
some stunt like running our horses off?

He was only trying to help me.

If we don't find those horses,

you're gonna have to walk back to
Medicine Bow in your weakened condition.

You call that being helpful?
I didn't think about that.

No, you didn't.
Now, go look for 'em.

Take him with you. He
knows the area. Let's go.

And keep an eye on him.

He might have a few more
ideas about helping his pa.

Right.

Nope!

Our supper was
in those saddlebags.

Of course, you had no way
of knowing that.

Well, let's see. Those
horses must be hungry too.

Now, where would I go
if I was a hungry horse?

Well, I guess I'd look
for good pasture.

Where's the best grazing land
around here, William?

Lead on.

Now how a horse
could get down here,

unless he's part mountain goat...

Well, sure is
great country though.

Now, I knew a fella once,
said he couldn't live any place...

unless there was
room to swing a cat.

Not that I ever saw him
swing one.

Come to think of it,

I don't even know
what he was talkin' about.

Where'd you live before
you come out here, William?

Louisville. Not
Louisville, Kentucky?

I'll be darned if...
It's a small world.

We were practically neighbors.
I'm from Pennsylvania.

That's not near Kentucky.

Sure it is.
It's up there somewhere.

Up north, someplace. Ohio
and West Virginia come between.

Ohio and West Virginia?

Well, how'd they get in there?

I never was too good
at geography.

I got a failing mark one time...

because I couldn't remember
the direction of the South Pole.

I still don't know how
I found my way out here.

I'm sure glad I did.

What made your pa decide
to pack up and come west?

The reason I ask, now, uh,
my pa came west too...

From Wales in Great Britain all the
way to a coal town in Pennsylvania.

I couldn't make the trip 'cause I wasn't
born yet, but my mother came along.

Did she like leaving her home?

Well, uh, no,
I don't suppose she did.

But she fell in love
with the new home quick enough.

My ma won't ever
like this place.

She's hated everything
since we left Louisville.

Bringing her west was the
meanest thing my pa ever did.

Hey, wait for me.

I don't reckon
they found the horses,

or they'd be back by now.

That boy of yours wouldn't try
to pull another stunt,

like, uh, walking my friend
into a ravine in the dark...

and breaking his neck,
now, would he?

William?

No.

He's a good boy. He
wouldn't hurt anybody.

Listen to the wind rattling
through the chink holes.

When I first threw
this pile of sticks up,

we needed a roof over our heads.

Figured on building us a real
house when the land was cleared,

crops were growing,

only they never did grow.

Turned out the land was bad.

You sure it was
the land's fault?

I know what you mean.

I wasn't a farmer back east.

I was a foreman
in a carriage factory.

But my pa did some farming in
his day, and I helped him out with it.

No, it was the land.

Topsoil's thin and ashy.
Solid rock underneath.

What about the piece of land
you bought from Caleb Welles?

Oh.

That was real farmland...

Soil was dark and rich,
like sweet chocolate.

Worth every penny
I paid for it...

Every penny I had.

Was it worth everything else?

It was the land
that brought me out here.

That piece of land...

Before I even laid eyes on it,
I saw it as clear as I see you...

Clover pasture for milk cows,

crops growing in the field,
the house.

When a man steals that
away from you...

You can't stand by
and do nothing.

What did Sheriff Abbott
steal from you?

That was bad.

I had no wish to kill him.

He stopped a bullet
meant for Welles.

The sheriff isn't dead.

At least, he wasn't when I left.

Are you speaking the truth?

Ellen, do you hear? I
didn't kill him. He's still alive.

And Caleb Welles?
Is he alive too?

No.

Then it doesn't change
anything, does it?

No. It doesn't change anything.

Mr. Welles. Oh, Mr. Wardlow.
Come in. Come in.

I was just going through
some of Caleb's papers.

He had a good head for business,
but a poor feeling for organization.

Well, what can I do for you?
Sit down, please.

Oh, thanks. I just have
a few minutes.

I saw the light in the
office, thought I'd stop by.

I'm glad you did. I...

I've been looking forward to having a
little talk with some of Caleb's friends.

Uh, what are your plans,
Mr. Welles?

- My plans?
- Well, I mean here in Medicine Bow.

Well, now, that all depends.

Just what aspect of my plans
interests you, Mr. Wardlow?

Well, you sent
a telegram today...

that sort of got Avery Grant at
the telegraph office to worrying.

I thought disclosing messages
was against the law.

Maybe he should worry
about his job.

I told him there was
nothing to it.

But it did look, uh,
well, out of the ordinary.

You sent for some
men. That's right.

I believe you called them
"enforcers"?

- Yes, I did.
- We'd better straighten this out.

I've been looking after
the sheriff's office.

Yes, I know.

And my brother's killer still
hasn't been brought to justice.

That's why I took it
upon myself...

to bring in some good men
who could enforce the law.

- The law?
- I want McKinley to hang.

You can't buy vengeance
at the cost of law and order.

Not in Medicine Bow.
We'll put a stop to it.

- You and Clay Grainger?
- All the decent men who live around here.

We have no taste
for what you're proposing.

You keep your gunmen
out of Medicine Bow.

Is that all you've got to say?

The loss of a brother
doesn't entitle you...

to come in here and
run things to suit yourself.

I'm sure you're reasonable
enough to see that.

Oh, I'm very reasonable,
Mr. Wardlow, and practical.

That's why I'm taking up
where Caleb left off.

You're taking over
Caleb's business?

My business.
I set Caleb up with my money.

I picked this town myself.

It's got a little bit
of everything...

Wealthy ranchers,
hopeful farmers...

and businessmen like you
who overextend themselves...

to keep up with the times.

Just what do you mean?

This.

A second mortgage on the
Wardlow Freight Transfer Company...

Buildings, furnishings,
horses, wagons...

and property thereof.

I ran short of cash.
I had to buy new equipment.

Look at the date, Mr. Wardlow.

It's well past due.

Caleb gave me an extension.

Well, you, uh... You show
me where it says that in writing.

He gave me his word.

I can only go by the figures.

I have legal claim to everything
that you own in the world.

And you're not the only one
in town who's in this book.

Now can you see how practical
and reasonable I am, Mr. Wardlow?

You tell me again...

how you and some of the decent
people of this town are going to stop me.

Are you sure you don't want me
to sit up for a while?

No, you and the boy
get some sleep.

I wish we could have found
those horses.

We ran out of places to
look. Try again at sunup.

Good. Ma says we're
to sleep in the barn.

I've slept in worse places.

Good night. See
you in the morning.

You can't be too comfortable
there. You're welcome to the cot.

I don't want to be
too comfortable.

Afraid Mr. McKinley will
jump out of bed and run away?

I don't want to embarrass either
one of us by putting him to the test.

I was just thinking
about our horses...

and where I might look
for 'em tomorrow.

My horse, Joe, likes water. He's
always been a good swimming horse.

You ever been to Louisville?

Yes.

It's a heavenly place.

I was born and raised there.

Never wanted to go
anywhere else.

But Mr. McKinley,

he loved to look at his maps,

plan about going west.

I thought it was only talk.

Even when he was
saving his money,

pinching pennies
for his someday farm,

I never in the world thought
we'd really come out here.

It was the last thing
in my mind.

When they made him foreman
of the carriage company,

I was so thrilled.

I thought for sure we'd move to a
bigger house in a better part of town.

I could just see William
going to the university,

and someday,
when he was good and ready,

marrying a nice girl
from a good family.

I'd have my grandchildren.

In other words, I thought
we'd be like everybody else.

I didn't count on Mr. McKinley
quitting his job.

He sold everything we owned...

The wedding china,
my French tablecloth...

And he brought us to this place.

I can't take it anymore.

I wanna go home...

Back to Louisville,
where I belong...

With my husband and my son.

They'll give him
his old job back.

I know they will.

We can stay with my folks
till we get on our feet again,

pick up our lives
where we left off.

Be just like
nothing ever happened.

Something did happen.
A man is dead.

Oh. A man?
He was a worthless thief.

Oh. Don't you see?

This is my only chance.

Help me. Please.

Let him go.

I can't do that, Mrs. McKinley.

Why? 'Cause it wouldn't be fair to
the good people of Medicine Bow?

No.

Because it wouldn't be fair
to your husband.

Well, I guess I'll hit the hay.

Do you always sleep
out here, Bill?

I have a pallet behind
the kitchen. Oh.

Ma's using it.

Well...

Good night.

Dave?

What's it like to hang?

I really don't know.

Did you ever see a hanging?

Hey.

Now, you don't have
to think about that.

Your pa's gonna have
a fair trial.

Is he? Why, sure.

Haven't I been
telling you that all along?

Dave? Yo.

You know the house
Pa was building for us?

I wanted to go with him
and help him.

He needed me.

But Ma said no,
she needed me here.

What could I do?

Well, I think your pa
understands that.

Dave?

Where's your pa?
Back in Pennsylvania?

No. He got sick.

He died about a year ago.

Just about a year.

Do you miss him much?

Yes.

Yes, Bill, I miss him a lot.

Oh, Trampas. Is he awake?

No. I thought he was.

There was just a flicker. He
opened his eyes for a second.

I don't even know if
he saw me. Mmm.

Where's David?
Did he come back with you?

No. He and the foreman
will be back later.

Well, did you catch up
with McKinley? Yeah.

Was there trouble? No.

Tell me! I want to know
exactly what happened.

Well, there we were, see?

Three brave men from Shiloh,
tracking the desperado to his hideout.

We bust in on him, guns
drawn, ready for anything.

And David... boldest of all...

Looks McKinley straight in the eye
and says, "You're pooped. Go to bed."

Yeah.

I'm gonna go
into town with your uncle.

Uh, Amos is filling in
for the sheriff.

He'll want to know what's
gonna happen to McKinley.

Do you want me to tell
Doc Spalding anything?

No. I wish there were.

I'm supposed to let him know
the minute Mark opens his eyes...

If he does. Hey.

Don't you even think about that.

All right.

Amos!

Clay and Trampas.

I didn't see you. We were
just coming to see you.

Yeah. We caught McKinley. The
Virginian and Sutton are bringing him in.

Fine. That's fine.

What's the matter with you?

You're as jumpy as a hop-toad.
Did you hear what he said?

Yes, I heard it. It's good news.

Well, you'll have
to get a cell ready...

and arrange for
the prisoner's meals.

Clay, uh, I'd be obliged if you could have
somebody relieve me of the responsibility.

Trying to keep an eye
on things here...

and run my own business...

Well, it just hasn't worked out.

Think you could take
over, Trampas? Sure.

Thanks. I appreciate it.

Hey. What's the hurry?

What in the blue blazes
was that all about?

This is the last of the coffee.

It's more than half chicory.

Mr. Sutton was saying
things might just work out.

Well, you never can tell.

Now, there are some good men in
Medicine Bow. He'll have a top-notch jury.

Farmers... Now farmers
might understand how it was.

Farmers. Right.
A jury of your peers.

They'll give you
every consideration.

Things could just work out
all right.

There's no reason why not.

No. There's no reason.

There's no reason at all.

Ellen, honey,

we've got to think ahead.

To what? To whatever happens.

We gotta make plans,
just in case.

No.

We've got to talk about it.
I don't want to talk about it...

Not now, not ever.

You'll have to go on.

You'll have to make a home
for you and William.

No.

What will we do without you?

What will we do?

We need you.

Bill.

Honey... What will
we do without you?

We can't live without you.

Without you,
there'd just be nothing.

Mrs. McKinley, listen.

I was just thinking.

The Virginian will
be coming back soon,

whether he finds
those horses or not.

I'm gonna step outside
and have a look around.

I guess I shouldn't do that.
Nobody'd be watching the door.

Just no telling
who might slip out.

So I'll just, uh,
take a little walk.

See whether the Virginian's
coming.

There's not much time left...

for taking a walk.

Dave?

Thanks.

It's not much to keep you going.

William told me about
a cave back in the hills.

We found it together.

You can stay there
till they're gone.

What about you? Oh, we'll be
all right, just knowing you're safe.

Hurry, my darling.

I can't do it, Ellen.
I just can't do it.

But you've got
to. It's not right.

It'd be hanging over my head
the rest of my life.

Did he come out yet? No.

Well, what's keeping him?

Oh, hide. Please, Hosea.

After they're gone, you can
take us back to Louisville.

You can get us there
somehow. I know you can.

We don't wanna be stuck
in this wilderness forever.

Take us home.

McKinley, come out of there!

Run, doggone it. Run and hide.

- I'm letting you go.
- Dave!

Dave!

Dave?

You heard me.
You heard what I said.

Well, I'll forget it. I can't take
that man away from his family.

I just can't do
that. Well, I can.

Now take this old horse and
hitch him up to the buckboard.

That boy needs his father.

I said take that horse and
hitch him up to the buckboard.

I'm asking you
to give him a break.

We are giving him a break.
We're taking him back to stand trial.

Now do like I told you.

McKinley? Come on out here.

We gotta get moving.

Gentlemen.

Welcome to Medicine Bow.

I think you're gonna
like it here. Mr. Welles.

- Burke.
- This is George.

Mr. Welles.

And Dave. My pleasure.

And Cook. Howdy.
Glad to meet you.

It's on me.

They got McKinley. Some of the
Shiloh outfit just brought him in.

Well, now.
This really calls for a drink.

If any man deserves
to hang, it's McKinley.

Can I buy you a drink,
Mr. Wardlow?

I have a drink.

You better take it easy.

You made one mistake, turning
the jail over to one of Grainger's men.

Don't make another.

I never been in one
of these places before.

Not as bad
as I thought it would be.

Now, Ellen,
you and William go along.

Mr. Sutton's waiting for you.

He's gonna find you a place
to stay until the trial's over.

William, you be a comfort
to your mother. Yes, Pa.

Don't worry about me.

I got nothing to do for the
next few days but take life easy.

Might even catch up
on some of that sleep.

Hosea, I'm so afraid.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

There's nothing
that I can't face.

Mr. McKinley.

I don't want
to leave you in here.

Ellen, the man has to lock up.

Can't run a jail
with the door wide open.

You're gonna see me
tomorrow. I'm not going anywhere.

Good-bye, William. Good-bye.

Sorry.

It's the only hotel in town.

Bill's room's right next door.

Oh.

We can't pay for all
this. It's all paid for...

Or at least, it will be.

Who's paying for it?

You're not to worry about that.

Costs a lot of money to
stay in a hotel. No, not much.

The room clerk owes me
a favor and gave me a s...

Gave me a special rate.

- I can't let you.
- Please, Mrs. McKinley.

I tried to help one way,
and that just didn't work out.

This won't begin
to make up for it.

You're a very kind man.

We're beholden to you. Well,
you'll be needing a few things.

I'll talk to Elizabeth
Grainger at the ranch.

I'll drop in on you
whenever I can.

Good night. Thank you.

Dave? Yo.

Do you think I could get a job?

What kind of job?

On a ranch, maybe Shiloh,
work with you.

Well, I don't know about that.
Virginian does most of the hiring.

There's lots I can do. I'm
good at chores. I know that.

But you see, being a ranch hand,
there are certain requirements, Bill.

Most of the fellas
are kinda my size.

You mean I'm not old enough.
I'm just a kid.

That certainly would be
a consideration.

'Course, it, uh, wouldn't
do any harm to ask.

Don't bother. It's okay.

Bye. Bye.

How's it look?
Well, they all took off.

They left one man
to guard the prisoner,

and he's got the keys
to the cell.

Best way in is through
the sheriff's office.

Good enough. What if we
have to shoot our way in?

Then do it. When do we move?

9:00 tomorrow morning,
when everybody's in church.

That might draw a crowd.
That's the way I want it.

They might not like it.

It's an object lesson,
Mr. Burke.

I'm in the business
of lending money,

and people are often surprised at
how much they have to pay for it.

I can't afford to have them
turn against me...

the way McKinley
turned on Caleb.

- Set a bad example.
- Well, you sure got things figured out.

Ain't nothin' getting in
your way... Not even the law.

Right now, I'm the law.

I find the prisoner guilty.

I sentence him to hang
by the neck until dead.

How do you feel?

Strong as a bull.

I'll just bet you do.

Welcome back, Mark.
Thank you, Clay.

And thank you, Elizabeth.

I'll send one of the boys
for Doc Spalding.

Now, see that
you don't move or anything.

He's not going anyplace.
I'll look after him.

There are a couple of things
I have to find out.

Well, you do most of the talking.
He has to save his strength.

Mark, I'm so glad
you're gonna be all right.

I'm just glad I'm alive.

I'll be right back.

Mark, Hosea McKinley
is in your jail.

Trampas is looking after him.

There's a certain uneasiness
in town.

Uh, I don't know
how serious it is,

but I want you to tell me,
if you can...

Did McKinley shoot you
deliberately?

No.

Is Caleb Welles dead? Yes.

Who was shot first,
you or Caleb?

I was. But I saw it.

I saw what happened.

Hey! Hey, listen.
Listen. Listen.

Look, I wanna
tell you something.

Huh?

Hey, is it 9:00 yet?

Well, you tell me when it's 9:00,
'cause when that old boy's boots is high,

I'm gonna come back here and
bust this little town right open.

McKinley?

Yes? What is it?

Well, uh, nothing's wrong.

I just wanna ask you a question.

You don't have to answer
it if you don't want to.

Uh, by any chance,
do you play checkers?

After a fashion.

I've been known,
from time to time,

to beat the pants off the second-best
checker player in Jeff County, Kentucky.

Oh, yeah?

Well, you got yourself a game.

This is the first night
I've spent in town...

in I don't know how long.

Maybe when this is all over,

we could stay in town.

If your father can't
be with us for a while,

I can sew and bake.

Guess I could earn
some sort of living.

We could take
a little house in town.

Would you like that, William?

Would you like
to live in town...

and be with people again?

Yes, Ma. I'd like that...
If it's what you want.

It is, William. It is.

You've known about this all along,
and yet you kept quiet about it.

I'd like to know why. Why
didn't you tell me before, Amos?

I tried, but he can break
me. He can ruin me.

Well, at least
you finally got some sense.

When's this lynching
supposed to take place?

I'm not sure.

From the way they were talking
in the saloon, I think maybe 9:00.

Can we make it in time?
Well, by heaven, we'd better.

Trampas is alone there
with McKinley. Come on.

It's your move. Yeah.

The way I see it, whichever way
I move, you're gonna jump me.

I hate to say it,
but I'm in a tough spot.

Ha, ha... No. Mm-mmm.

♪♪

♪♪

Ha.

Well, there's the game.

Wanna try it again? Sure.

I don't like to quit while
I'm losing. Set 'em up.

Okay.

Freeze!

Now, pull it easy
with your left hand.

Hand it over here.

Try anything, and
Mr. McKinley will get it first.

Very wise decision.

- Shall we go, Mr. McKinley?
- Who are you?

You knew my brother quite well.

In fact, you were
with him when he died.

- Welles?
- That's right.

What can I do, Trampas?

Better do as they say.

Come along.

You didn't have to do that.

Get it out.

Everything's
under control, boys.

Let's step out into the street.

Stop right there, Welles!

Turn him over.

You can have him
when I'm done with him.

We're not gonna let you
go through with this.

You can't stop me, Grainger.
Nobody can.

I'll show you.

Ladies and gentlemen, we're
gonna have a hanging today,

and you're all invited.

Anybody want to help with
a lynching, step right up,

but I'm warning you, you may
be hanging an innocent man.

He killed Caleb. Murdered
him. And nearly killed the sheriff.

I've just talked
with the sheriff.

It's true. McKinley shot
and killed Caleb Welles.

There. What'd I tell you?

Caleb Welles cheated McKinley,

the way he deceived
a lot of you other people.

And when he came to lay legal claim
to the land McKinley thought was his,

he did what a lot
of you might do.

He got mad. He defied
the sheriff. He broke the law.

He was wrong.

But in the heat of the moment,
he didn't stop to consider that.

He took up his rifle,

and he tried to defend that piece
of land that meant so much to him.

Are you trying to make these people believe
this man has a right to kill my brother?

I'm telling 'em what the
sheriff saw, what he told me.

McKinley stood there
with his rifle,

while the sheriff
tried to reason with him.

But Caleb Welles didn't want
any part of reason. He pulled a gun.

The sheriff went to stop it
and got caught in the cross fire.

But it was Caleb
fired that first shot.

It was Caleb that
started the gunfight.

McKinley didn't murder him.
He doesn't deserve to hang.

I say he does!

And these people
are gonna help me do it.

Harley. You borrowed $5,000
from my brother against your herd.

Now you take this rope or
I'll collect tomorrow morning.

I can't. I won't do it.

Middleton, you put up
your feed store for a loan.

I'm here to collect now.

Welles, there's not a man
here willing to sell his soul.

I can clear the stock
off your shelves.

I can close your shop
for what you owe me.

Amos Wardlow...

Amos Wardlow.

You got more to lose
than all of 'em.

Now, you tell 'em
I mean what I say.

I can ruin
every last one of 'em.

Now, you tell 'em that,
and then you take this.

You go to the devil.

I don't need your help!

You shoot him, and we'll have
your trial instead of his.

You'll have to explain why
you killed an innocent man...

in front of all these witnesses.

Jack. What do we do now?

You do what I hired you to do.

You let him pull that trigger
and he'll hang, and you with him.

You wanna hang, you're
gonna have to hang by yourself.

Now, you wait! Welles, listen.

I'm sorry I killed your
brother. I mean that.

I didn't want it.

But he wanted to kill me.

He tried, and he's dead.

Now I'm asking you...
Do you want it that much?

Do you want it enough to die
for it like Caleb?

Caleb was a fool.

I'm not.

You'll have to stand trial,

but the sheriff will tell
the court the whole story.

Your lawyer feels the
charges will be dismissed.

You see, Ellen?
I'll be free before you know it.

We'll be here, right
here in town at the hotel.

I'll try to get
some kind of work.

Haven't you told her yet?

- Tell me what?
- Ma?

Mr. Granger's invited us out to
Shiloh Ranch to stay during the trial.

I want to stay there,
near Pa's piece of land.

Trampas and Dave
and all the Shiloh people...

They're going to help us
build Pa's house.

Bill...
Bill, the land isn't mine.

It will be when that second
payment's made, legal and clear.

I haven't got any money.

Mr. Grainger's offered
to advance the money.

Can we stay, Pa?

It means we won't
be going to Louisville.

I know what it means.

- Pa?
- You ask your mother.

This is one time we'll
have to leave it up to her.

Can we stay at Shiloh
and look after Pa's land?

You're just like your pa.
Just like him.