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- Hello, Dan.

- How are you, John?

- Where you been hiding out?

Sit down, tell me all about yourself.

- Well, ain't nothing much to tell, son.

Been doing some repair work around the place.

Kind of expected you out.

- Well, I was figuring on getting out tomorrow night.

Thought I'd try and even up that cribbage score.

- Ha, ha, ha.

Come ahead.

I've got to run over to King City tomorrow

but I'll be back for dinner.

Just drawing out all my money.

I'm going to restock the ranch.

Now that you're sheriff I reckon the rustlers

won't be so active.

I want the old place to look tiptop

before Bess gets home next year.

She's all I got, John.

And I'm going to see she's comfortably fixed.

- I understand, Dan.

I'll do all I can to help.

I owe you a lot.

You've been as close to me as my own father would have been.

- Shucks, son, you don't owe me nothing.

It's been great to see you grow up into a real man.

You don't know how proud I was when you got elected sheriff.

I reckon I'll be drifting along.

- Well, you better not flash that roll,

you might not get home.

- Oh, I'm all right.

Nobody's going to hold me up.

- Where's your horse?

- Got him tied back in the Express Office.

- Oh.

Well, don't forget tomorrow night.

- I'll be waiting for ya.

Heh, heh, heh.

- There goes old Dan.

We'll wait until he's well out of town.

We'll slip in the back way when Pete's alone.

(gun firing)

- There was three of 'em, John.

- Did you recognize any of 'em?

- They were masked.

They came in the back way.

Surprised me.

Got me in the shoulder.

- Boys, get Pete to a doctor.

I'll try and round 'em up.

Ya!

(gun firing)

(gun firing)

- Drop that money bag, Martin.

(gun firing)

Ah!

- Hand me that bag.

Work your way down, then quick back to town

and ditch that stuff.

- I got a slug in the arm, Joe.

- We'll take care of that when we get back to town.

(gun firing)

- Dan!

I've killed my best friend.

- You were only doing your duty, Higgins.

Why take it so to heart?

- When duty makes it necessary to take the life of a man

like old Dan Matthews, well, then I'm through with duty.

- Well, there was positive proof

that he was one of the gang.

Clem here saw him tie his horse behind Wells Fargo.

The evidence is too strongly against him.

- Circumstantial evidence has convicted many a man, Dickson.

And I still believe than Dan Matthews is innocent.

I'd like to see you at the office, Mr Williams.

- I'll be right over, John.

- Well, Williams, I guess you get your old job back.

- Well, my eyes are not as good, my hands are not as fast,

but I'll take the job until you can get a better man.

- [Man] That's right, fair enough, Williams.

(men chattering)

- Sit down, Ed.

I'd like to explain something.

When Dan Matthews left here,

he'd just drawn all his money out of the bank.

He was gonna restock his ranch and get it in shape

for his daughter who's coming out this next year.

This money was on Dan when I found him.

I wish you'd see that his daughter gets it.

It's rightfully hers.

- I'll keep it for her, John.

No one will ever know.

- Thanks.

- Been about a year since Higgins left town now.

- I saw him about six months ago.

He was in town cashing in some nuggets.

He's turned desert rat, you know.

- Must have hit him pretty hard shooting old Dan.

- Never saw anything like it.

He's like a dead man.

Walking around with the weight of the world in his heart.

- What about Dan's daughter?

- I had a letter from her a few weeks ago.

Said she's thinking about coming out here soon.

- Huh?

- I think she'll be better off back east with her aunt.

Same as I think John's better off out yonder.

- Mm-hm.

- He's a strange fella, Bob.

And how he hates outlaws.

Says they're to blame for him shooting old Dan.

- Eh.

(door clicking shut)

- Mr Johnny!

(speaking in foreign language)

- A broken leg, aye?

(speaking in foreign language)

Oh, don't try to talk, son.

I'll have you in camp before night.

Black Eagle!

(speaking in foreign language)

- Big storm come.

Tree fall.

Kill horse.

Boy.

Hurt him leg.

- Oh, I see.

- Sun go quick, you stay.

We talk.

- All right, Black Eagle, I don't know

any place I'd rather be.

Mighty nice of you to give me this ring, Black Eagle.

- You keep me, my people, your friend.

- Well, thanks.

I won't forget.

- I'll be awfully glad to get home.

You see, I'm Bess Matthews and I own the Lazy M Ranch.

There must be thousands of cattle

and, at least, a hundred cowboys.

And, just think, I'm going to be boss.

Oh, look at those wildflowers!

(gun firing)

(gun firing)

(gun firing)

(engine rumbling)

(gun firing)

- If you value your life, keep down.

(gun firing)

Can you drive?

The town's about three miles ahead,

just stay on this road.

- I don't understand.

You're an outlaw, a killer.

And you're letting me go?

- Yes, and you'd better hurry.

- And the last I saw of him, he was standing

in the middle of the road watching me drive away.

- Can you describe this bad man?

- Well, I couldn't see much of his face.

It was so dirty.

Only a pair of steel-gray eyes

that seemed to look right through me.

He had a heavy beard, a slouch hat and faded overalls.

He was the most horrible creature I've ever seen.

- And his voice?

Do you remember it?

- Well, he only spoke a few times and I was so excited,

I don't know.

- Well, Miss Bess, you've certainly have had an experience.

But you must be hungry.

There's a good eating house down the street.

After you've finished your meal,

I'll take you out to the ranch.

I've got to get my boys started after Blake.

- All right, Sheriff, I'll be glad to get home.

- Hello, Sheriff.

Kinda surprised you, aye?

- John.

I'm sure glad to see you.

- I just brought Blake in.

The boys are taken county.

There's your Express money.

- I might have known it was you.

That young lady whose life was in your hands just left here.

She told me everything.

John, you and I are going to have a very serious talk.

Sit down.

John, that young lady is none other than Bess Matthews.

She's coming back here shortly

and I'm going to drive her up to the Lazy M.

She thinks there's an income from the ranch.

The money that we've got here

will need a cool head to spend it.

John, that's your job.

- I don't know.

I'd never get away with it.

She knows I...

- Who's gonna tell her?

She'll find out sometime, yes.

But, in the meantime, let's put the old Lazy M

back on its feet.

Just the way old Dan would like it.

What do you say?

- I'll try, Sheriff.

- Good.

There's your room, clothes and everything

just as you left them.

After you shave and clean up, no one will ever know you.

Come out to the ranch tonight about eight o'clock.

- All right, Ed.

I'll be there.

- You've got the finest springs.

The best grazing ground in the valley.

With John Higgins as foreman,

why you'll have the old Lazy M

back on its feet in six months time.

(knocking on door)

That's him now.

- [John] Good evening, Sheriff.

- Well, hello, John.

Miss Matthews, I want you to meet my friend John Higgins.

- I'm glad to know you, Mr Higgins.

- Thank you.

- Won't you sit down?

- The Sheriff's been telling me

about your thrilling experience.

- Thrilling?

Huh, it was terrific.

That bandit was the most hideous,

the most horrible creature that ever was born.

- You don't say?

A regular bluebeard, aye?

- Worse.

(knocking on door)

- That's Aunt Martha.

Best cook in the country.

- Oh, I remember Aunt Martha.

- Sure, you do.

She just about raised you.

- Aunt Martha!

- Bess Matthews!

How you have grown!

And you didn't forget me.

- Certainly not.

- Well, you shouldn't.

I spanked you a plenty when you was a brat.

(group laughing)

John Higgins, I might have known I'd have to cook for you.

Bess, you're getting the best foreman in the country,

but the worst eater.

He's got an appetite like a can.

- What do you mean my appetite?

It's the swell way you cook.

- Oh, there you go, always flattering.

And, what's more, he leans back

and breaks every chair in the kitchen.

(men laughing)

My goodness, you boys are sitting there

without a thing to drink.

Come on, Bess, we'll fix them some some coffee.

- See?

Everything's working out fine.

- Yeah, so far.

But how's it all gonna end?

There's the end of the south pasture, Miss Matthews.

Now, I guess you've seen about all the ranch.

- It certainly is big enough.

- I'll pick up a couple of boys and start repairing

the fences and see if I can't develop some new water holes.

- You know, it's strange.

But your voice keeps reminding me of...

- Of Mr Bluebeard?

- Yes.

- Well, I am sorry, I might change it.

I can talk up here like this.

- Don't be silly.

You know, that was the only thing

about Mr Bluebeard that was halfway human.

Shall we go back to the ranch?

- If you wish.

- Well, Ed.

- Hello Bob.

- How's the ex sheriff making out at Lazy M?

- Oh, all right, I guess.

Been there three months and he's worked out

a deal with the government.

- Uh huh?

- Raise horses and sell 'em to 'em.

Made some dandy buys too.

- And Miss Beth, how's she like country and ranch life?

- Crazy about it and, of course, Aunt Martha.

- Well, that's fine.

- John, tomorrow night's Halloween.

Aunt Martha says they're having the biggest

dance of the year at Bolton's Barn.

Let's go.

- I guess it has been kinda lonesome for you.

Three months now and you haven't been off the ranch.

- Oh, I haven't been lonesome exactly.

I've enjoyed being with you, our rides

and evenings by the fire.

- I have enjoyed them too.

- It's the first time you've said so.

You've always been so strange and distant.

Don't you like me?

- Well, that's just it Beth, I...

Well, someday you're gonna hate me.

It's inevitable.

And when that times comes, I'm leaving

this part of the country for good.

Now, you tell Aunt Martha that I'm taking

you two to the dance.

- Well, for pity's sake child,

what on earth's the matter with you?

You're as pale as a ghost.

- I'm all right, but Aunt Martha,

John said someday I'll hate him.

What's the matter with him?

Why will I hate him?

- Now, listen honey, all men act like jackasses

when they're in love.

That's exactly what's the matter with John Higgins.

He's head over heels in love with you.

But, don't worry, we'll just let matters

take their own course.

Like this fella Spearshake says, all's well that ends well.

- Oh, John says he's taking us to the dance tonight.

- Yes, I know, he told me this morning.

- He did?

- Mm-hm.

(crowd chattering)

- Howdy!

- Ed, it's starting off like they're all

gonna have a good time.

- Big night, heh?

- Good evening, Ed.

Quite a crowd.

- Looks like the whole country is gonna be here.

Got a match, John?

- I think so.

- Where'd you get that ring?

- It's a gift from old Black Eagle.

I thought I'd lost it.

- Miss Hawkins meet Miss Matthews.

- I'm so glad to meet you Miss Matthews.

I must sit with Joan.

- Yes.

- She sure is the belle of the ball all right.

(crowd chattering)

- Oh, Beth, I want you to know Mr Dickson.

- How do you do? - How do you do?

- Miss Matthews is boss of the Lazy M.

- Oh, it's a pleasure to know you, Miss Matthews.

May I have the honor of the first dance?

- I am sorry, but that's spoken for.

But you may have the second.

- Oh, thank you.

I'm lucky.

- Mm, I should say so.

(crowd chattering)

- Just a minute, everybody.

Just a minute, just a minute.

Now, we're going to start this dance off

with a nice dreamy waltz.

(crowd cheering)

Come on, get the party started.

- I saved this first dance for you.

- Well, I hope I don't disappoint ya.

I'm not much of a dancer.

(soft music)

- I'm terribly happy.

- I'm glad.

Being in a crowd must make a difference.

- It's not the crowd.

I'm happy because I'm in your arms.

- If it could only be like that.

- Mighty strange dancing with her foreman.

And he the man what killed her father.

- Foreman?

- Yes, didn't you know it?

- No, that is funny.

- Tickets please?

- How much?

- A dollar a piece.

(soft music)

Hey, Baxter, watch the door for a minute, will ya.

(crowd applauding)

Say Sheriff, I wanna see you and John right now.

- John.

- Pardon me.

- Pete wants to talk to us a minute.

- Sheriff, the Martin boys just gave me this new bill.

- Let me see it.

We've been on the lookout for these, John.

That's got the same serial number

to those that were found when old Dan was killed.

- What do we do?

- Act like nothing's happened.

This is the first clue we've had since the robbery.

And I'll watch every move those Martins make.

- Yes, indeed, Miss Matthews.

Your father and I were very close friends.

- Mr Dickson, I've asked so many people about my father

and they've all evaded my questions.

Won't you tell me how he was killed?

- Well, I really think you oughta know.

You won't hold it against me if I tell you?

- Certainly not.

- Well, your foreman killed your father, Miss Matthews.

- My?

You mean?

Mr Higgins killed my father?

- You see he was sheriff at the time.

He had the law behind him.

They fought it out alone.

There were no witnesses so no one ever learned

the truth about the killing.

- Oh, oh!

Now, get your partners for the Virginia reel.

Now, salute your partners.

Now, let loose.

(energetic music)

- Give me that you low couth fool.

You got to have your wits tonight.

- Yeah, and a little courage.

- You don't need any courage for this job.

Keep the dance going and all we have to do is break in

and grab the money and beat it.

Chief said wait until the milkin' contest is on

and there won't be anybody leaving and we won't be seen.

Come on.

(energetic music)

- Harmony hall!

Now, folks, Jake Abernathy.

Undefeated champion of Cowslip Valley

will contest against Aunt Martha Hubbard

undefeated champion of Broken Bow.

(crowd cheering)

- You're the only one who has ever told me the truth.

They've all made a fool of me.

Oh, please excuse me.

- Left, 10 to 22.

Turn right.

- Now, keep the Martins here until I get back.

- John!

I must see you alone.

- Well, I am sorry Beth, I can't see you right now.

Please excuse me, I'll be back later.

- All ready?

Set, go.

(crowd cheering)

(crowd laughing)

- Now, not gonna miss the contest are you, boys?

(crowd cheering)

- Well, you ain't missing the contest are you, boys?

- You ill, Miss Matthews?

- Will you please take me home Mr Dickson?

- Oh certainly.

(crowd cheering)

- Money's in the Sheriff's office, Pete.

Those two will soon lead me to the third party.

Then I'll wring the truth out of 'em about old Dan.

(crowd cheering)

(crowd laughing)

- The champion!

- Oh, you won by a foul, but by crikey,

I'll beat you next year.

- All right, Jake Abernathy.

I'll be waiting.

- Oh!

I don't care.

- [John] All right, Aunt Martha, that will be just fine.

- Aunt Martha, can you please excuse us?

I wanna speak to Mr Higgins.

Alone.

I hardly know how to begin.

But when I say I know who you really are

and what you are, perhaps, you'll understand.

Why did you wait months to wear that ring, Mr Road Agent?

And, tonight, with my own eyes,

I saw you rob the Wells Fargo.

- You followed me?

- I followed you.

And I found out that you're not only a bandit and a robber,

but a murderer as well.

You killed my father.

You can't deny it!

The whole town knows it.

- I'm not trying to deny it, but won't you let me explain?

- Explain?

I wouldn't believe anything you said.

You've lived a lie ever since you've been here.

You were right when you said I'd hate you.

There aren't words vile enough

to express my contempt for you.

Now, get out of here.

I never want to see you again.

- Martin boys just went into Joe Dickson's place.

They went in the back way.

- Dickson?

I wonder.

- I tell ya Joe Higgins was the fella

that got that money away from us three months ago.

He had a beard and other clothes, but I knew him

for the way he rode.

- Well, anyhow, I cooked his goose last night.

He's outta a job by now.

You know, I don't see any reason why I shouldn't step in

and marry the boss of the Lazy M.

- She's sure a swell looking gal.

- Yeah, and she's got about a thousand head

of slick-looking horses in that south pasture.

- Well, that is news.

Making a quick turnover, we oughta get about

eight or 10 bucks a head.

And with no stock on the ranch, the boss of the Lazy M

will probably be glad to marry

a well-to-do gent like myself.

I'll ride over and get Brokaw, him and his gang

can help us with the drive.

- Yeah, that's a good idea.

- Dickson's leaving town.

I reckon I'll just follow him.

- [Joe] There's a thousand head of horses

in the south pasture of the Lazy M.

All we gotta do is to shoo 'em off down to Gomez.

He'll give us eight or 10 bucks a head without a squawk.

- [Man] Mm, when do we start?

- [Joe] Dawn tomorrow.

No one will even see us.

- How?

- Black Eagle, I'm in great trouble.

Men come tomorrow morning at sunrise to steal all my horses.

- Men no steal horse.

Me, my people, your friend, we fight.

- Good.

- Here comes Brokaw now.

Take it easy and when you get 'em running,

push 'em through.

- Here they come.

Boy, what a surprise they're gonna get.

Starting the first band out of the corral.

(gun firing)

(gun firing)

- [Martin] Uh!

(gun firing)

(gun firing)

- Now, tell me Martin, or I'll break every bone

in your body.

Who killed Dan Matthews?

- Ease up, I'll tell.

- All right.

- Dickson and me held up the Express Office.

You chased us.

Shot me off of the horse.

I run into the cabin and old Dan was there.

He threw down on me and made me drop the money bag.

Dickson saw him through the window and killed him.

- Dickson?

Take care of him, Sheriff.

I'm heading for town.

(frantic knocking on door)

- Miss Matthews, I've got to tell you.

Higgins and his Indian renegade rustled your horses.

Me and my friends tried to stop them,

but there were too many of them.

May I use your phone?

- Why certainly.

- There's no answer at the sheriff's office.

(gun firing)

- Drop that gun, Dickson.

I arrest you for the murder of Dan Matthews.

Blackie Martin just confessed.

(glass shattering)

- Please!

- [John] Uh!

Uh!

- John's been gone nearly two months now.

I wonder if he'll ever come back.

- Why don't you ask him?

There's one fella that might be able to tell you

where to find him and that's Chief Black Eagle.

Squibs, your new foreman, can take you to him.

- His place over there.

- Thanks.

I won't be long.

- Beth?

- She's been in there two hours already.

- Maybe she go live there?

- Yeah, women are sure queer critters.

- Me hungry.

- Me too.

Say what's the sense in a fella starving himself to death

for some loco female?

Let's get the heck outta here.

(energetic music)