All language subtitles for Outlaws.Son.1957.480p.EPIX.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H.264-GQ

Aunt Ruth,
whose horse is that?

You close up when you finish,
Mr. Egstrom,

Jeff won't be
helping you tonight.

Yeah.

We've got a visitor, Jeff.

Boy, he ain't no sidebuster.

Go inside,
he wants to meet you.

Me?

Go on.

Jeff.

Yes, sir?

Jeff Blaine.

That's my name too, Blaine.

You a relative?

Last time I saw you,
you were awful little.

Four months old, Nate.

Twelve long years ago.

Wash your hands, Jeff.

Excuse me.

He has Lily's look.

Didn't you tell him?

Anything?

No.

Jeff.

This is your father.

My father's dead.

Did your Aunt Ruth
tell you that?

What did you expect me
to tell him?

That his father deserted him
when he was a baby,

would you have
liked that better?

That's the truth of it,
old timer.

What you come here for?

Jeff, that's not necessary.

That's a fair question,
Ruthie.

You see...

One night a while back,

me and some friends dropped into
Domingo Canyon down by the border.

Another robber was laying for
us and I caught a bullet.

Well, my pals finally
got me out of there

and up to an old shack
and I figured to be dying.

Got a towel, Ruthie?

So

there I was, asking myself
a lot of fancy questions

and doing
a lot of remembering.

And I thought to myself,
"Nate,

"if you could see your boy
just once more,

"you could do your dying
in style."

Well, you see, I didn't die,
I lived through it.

When I got fixed
for riding again,

I was still plagued with
remembering and questions,

so I came home
for a while.

He's not my father.

Now, I want to know
why you came back, Nate?

Well, he's my son, Ruth.

By what right?

I raised him
after his mother died,

I fed him, and clothed him,
and loved him.

I had him when he was helpless
and when he was sick.

What did you do
for him, Nate?

Well, the money,
I sent what I could.

Here.

Every penny
just like it came.

He doesn't need you, Nate.

Not at all,

not for anything.

Sure.

It was a crazy idea.

Anyway,
I got a look at him.

I'll saddle up.

Nate.

You're a real woman, Ruth.

I always said you have
the guts of the devil.

Mr. Egstrom.

Jeff's a good boy,
isn't he?

Yeah, maybe make
a good tinsmith.

Nothing like having a trade.

Yeah, that's right.

It'll soon be dark.

You might as well
eat with us and sleepover.

You mean that, Ruthie?

You're my brother-in-law,
I guess you're entitled.

For Lily's sake.

And take that iron
off your hip.

Elec.

Guess who's sitting down at the
saloon just as cool as you please.

Well, the Queen of England?

Nate Blaine's back.

What are you gonna do
about him?

Now, Mac, what do you suggest
that I do?

All those stories.

You know well he isn't gonna
do this town any good.

Did he kill anybody yet?

Rob anybody?

Only been here an hour.

Is he wearing a gun?

No.

Any of you gentlemen interested
in some entertainment?

Hmm?

I'm famous
for my bad luck.

Hold it, Mr. Fast Draw.

Elec.

Mr. Slow Draw.

So they made you marshal, huh?

Well, it's a living.

Let me buy you a drink.
- Pleasure.

You got a reputation, Nate.

Is that right?
I hadn't heard.

Something about
a shooting in Arizona.

Well, it's all in the way
of a rumor.

A telegraph.

Kind of hard to know
what is going on.

Here's how.

Right now,
all I'm concerned with is Plainsville.

A wanted man
could hit this town,

I wouldn't know
a thing about it.

Wouldn't care much either

as long as he
behaved himself.

Another drink?

No, thanks, Elec.

You are changed, Nate.

Never saw a man so drunk
the night you left town.

Started to give this place
something to remember you by,

way you carried on.

I was younger then.

You know my Jeff,
don't you?

Yep.

He's quite a boy,
isn't he?

He sure is, Nate.

Bang.

Goes this way, Jeff.

You ever shoot one?
- No.

You want to, hmm?

You know,
when I was your age,

I'd already been through
two Indian fights.

Come on.

Come on.

Uh, this will do.

Now...

A Colt .44 is
a dangerous weapon.

Man ought to know
how to use it...

Yes, sir.

...at times when somebody's got
'em backed up against the wall.

Yes, sir.

Now, you see that rock?

Loud, isn't it?

Oh, boy.
Can I try?

That's what
we're here for.

Got to practice
my draw, too.

That'll come.

Bang, bang.

Bang, bang.

I got him.

Bang.

Fastest draw in the world
is a dead man

if he can't hit
what he's aiming at.

Now, your town marshal,
he ain't so fast, but he's awful sure.

Bang.

Bang.

Here, you try it.

That's your first lesson,
Jeff.

You want to disarm a man,
make him drop his gun on the ground.

You reach for it,
you might never make it.

All right?

Here.

Lay it down, mister.

Now, see if you can
hit the rock.

Oh, I know
I'll hit it.

Don't worry, you won't.

Don't let the muzzle drop.

Try squeezing the trigger,
not pulling it.

Ride with the kick, Jeff.

Again.
Now, aim this time.

That's pretty good.

Where have you been, Jeff?

Up by Furnace Canyon.

I was teaching him
how to ride.

Jeff, has work to do
on Saturdays.

He should've asked
my permission.

Well, it was
my fault, Ruthie.

Maybe you better
wash up, son.

We're going out again
tomorrow, Pa?

Maybe.
- Good.

I asked you
to stay a night,

not move in.

Still sore at me
after all these years, Ruthie?

Ruth...

I'd like to stay here
a few more days.

Why?

So you can keep telling me what
a vindictive old maid I am?

So I can be
with my boy.

Here you are, Pa.

Oh, thanks, Jeff.

Tell me some more.

Well, I already told you
how we got married.

I mean afterward.

Oh.

Well...

Your ma and me,
we were still just a couple of kids,

didn't have a brain
in our heads.

And one day,
a few months after you were born,

we got a couple of horses and
we started racing each other.

And she hadn't gotten
all her strength back yet

and her horse
hit a chuckhole

and she had
a bad accident,

real bad.

You see, your Aunt Ruth,
she wanted to make a home for you and me.

We'd been good friends
before I married you ma.

But I had to
run things out

and...

Nate Blaine.

Hiya, Nate.

Long ride, friend.

Not here.

Suit yourself.

We'll be around for a while.

Who were they?

Oh, some friends.

Were they the ones you were
looking for on the ridge

the day you came
to town?

No, they weren't the ones.

You better get to bed,
it's getting late.

Night, Pa.

Goodnight, Jeff.

Hey, Jeff,
come on.

I don't feel like it.

Afraid you'll dirty
your new boots?

I don't play
kids game, Lila.

I think your boots
are beautiful.

Come on, Jeff.
We need a new anchorman.

Oh, let him play
with you sister, I'll anchor.

Jeff's better.

He thinks.

His father's
a rotten murderer.

You say something,
Ben Jorgenson?

Yeah. I said your father's
a no-account murderer,

everybody says so.

You're a liar.
- Let's see you prove it.

I don't fight with my hands.

You're yellow.

Just like your old man.

Hit him, Jeff.
Hit him.

Todd, make them stop.
- Shut up, Amy.

I'll fight you
my own way.

Please don't beat me.

Don't hurt me.

You get your father's gun
after school.

I'll meet you
over by the stream.

What for?

Well, see who's yellow.

Just get a gun.

Jeff, why don't you just
whale the tar out of him?

You could do it easy.

I don't want it easy.

He ain't coming, Jeff.

Then he better not be
coming back to school either.

Jeff, look.

You young snake.

So you're gonna
kill my son, are you?

He lied about
my father.

Ain't no lies bad enough
for the pair of you.

Don't you come at me.

I'll beat the threats
out of you.

Jeff. He's not breathing.

Oh, he'll come around.

Why you...

This your gun?

Well, what about it, Nate?

I was

teaching the kid
how to shoot.

You put that thing
in his hands?

Pa.

Jeff, are you all right?

He lied about pa.

That kid ought to be
locked up some place.

You beat him up real brave,
Jorgenson.

Marshall, I got a right
to defend.

Next time I see you,

you have a gun.

That'll do, Nate.

Then you'll face up to me
real brave.

Come on, Amy.

Get away from him.

It wasn't his fault.

Why couldn't you
leave us alone?

Guns and hurting,
that's all you could bring,

but you won't make him
like you are.

You won't touch him again.

I swear if you set foot
in the house again,

I'll kill you.

Pa, Pa, wait.

Oh, let him go, Jeff.

Whiskey.

We got one on, Nate.

For tonight, real pretty.

Still did you in, boy.

Nate, talk sense.

What do you owe this town
anyway?

I got a son.

Mmm-hmm.

If you love that boy,

maybe you ought to
leave him be.

You belong with your friends.

You don't shake
the old bunch, Nate,

not so easy.

That ointment ought to ease
his hurts fine.

Thank you,
Mr. Kessler.

Nate, just left Jorgenson.

He's fixing to leave town.

I told him you are the one
who's getting out.

Your law's not broke,
I didn't pull on him.

You pulled a reputation.

He near killed Jeff,
didn't he?

And you got your boy half wild with
things you've been showing him.

I told you how
it was going to be, Nate.

If you're not out of here
by morning,

I'll hold you
for the Arizona Marshal.

Anybody say
you could leave?

He can go.

Ruth.

I'm leaving town.

Well, don't try to see Jeff.

My boy is going with me.

No.
- I'm taking him tonight.

But he's not yours,
not anymore.

The law says he is.

Nate!

Nate!

Are you all right,
Miss Sewall?

Take care of her.
You come with me.

Cleaned the place out
for good.

He's dead, Marshal.

You see what happened,
Miss Sewall?

Look, a man's dead,
the bank's been robbed.

You see who came out?

Yes.

You recognize
who it was?

It was Nate Blaine.

Now, you get dress
like I told you.

Can't we wait
for Aunt Ruth?

You want to come with me?

Now, go on,
get your things.

Pa?
- Hmm?

Where are we going?

North.

All the way.
Canada, maybe.

Now, go on,
get a move on.

Raise them up, Nate.

And move out, slow.

Aunt Ruth,
what are they doing?

You're under arrest, mister.

Why bother,
we can fix him now.

Yeah, get a rope.

You get nothing.

What's the matter
with all of you?

I got a perfect right
to take my own kid.

The charge is bank robbery
and the murder of Al Harper.

Are you crazy?

I haven't seen Harper
since I hit town.

Your sister-in-law
says you did.

Pa.

Pa.

Oh.

Well, I...

I had to tell them
what I saw, Jeff.

I had to do
what was right.

Didn't I, Jeff?

Your boy is out there.

I want to see him.

When I'm ready.

Where did you stash
the money, Nate?

I swallowed it!

How many times
do I have to tell you

that Ruth lied,
I didn't shoot him!

Sure. Sure.

Two other fellows.

Elec, will you listen to me?

No. You listen.

You were drunk and mad when you
left the saloon last night.

Five minutes later,
the bank was robbed.

Your own sister-in-law says
you did it.

When we picked you up,
you were on the run.

Why, you're practically
hanged right now.

Can I see my boy?

You're entitled to that.

What are you going
to tell him, Nate?

What do you think?

Sure.

Give him something
to weep for?

Tell him how
innocent you are.

How his aunt put you
behind those bars.

Why don't you give him
a break, Nate?

Don't tie the boy
up in knot.

I'll tell him the truth.

He sure did
need you bad.

Didn't have nobody
to teach him how to hate.

Well, go on, Nate,

give him another lesson.

Take him in.

Morning, Pa.

Morning.

Those bruises on your face,
do they hurt much?

No.

Is it...

Is it true what
Aunt Ruth said?

Well...

It looks like

you're gonna have to grow
up with what she said.

And it's gonna be awful hard,
Jeff, until you become a man.

And then maybe you'll
understand the way of things,

how even someone you like
can do a bad thing and...

Well, still be
somebody you like.

But the best thing, Jeff,

is you start being
a man right now.

And you don't
do that with guns.

You see,
you're grown up

when you can say,

"No matter what anyone says,
or does, or thinks,

"I'm gonna go
the right way."

Huh?

Striker.

All right,
come on.

Come on.

Nice going.

Get away, Jeff.

All right,
open up.

Come on,
open up.

All right,
get in there.

Pa!

Nate. Nate.

Plainsville, everybody out,
please.

Lou Laurie.

All right,
come on. Out.

Take him in.

Jeff.

What's the charge
this time?

Illegal gambling with stage line
crews at the relay station.

He held out a card.

Good enough?

I hope you've got
some proof.

You want me to
sign the complaint?

That man's beaten
half to death.

He put up a fight.

I had to make him show
some respect for the law.

Uh-huh.
He talks fancy.

Now, listen, you
wet-behind-the-ears punk.

You bring in a prisoner
looking like that again,

you'll share the cell
with him, you hear me?

I have a job
to do, Elec.

And I mean
to do it right.

Now, why doesn't he
get out of Plainsville?

He and this town ain't
never gonna match up.

Hi, Jeff.

Oh, congratulations, Todd.

When did you decide to
become a minion of the law?

Oh, as soon as the town got big
enough to need another deputy

and raise the pay scale.

So, Jeff,

I just heard from
one of the border sheriffs

about your father.

That so?

Seems he jumped the payroll
shipment down at Castro County.

Driver identified him.

Pop must be slipping.

Ha.
- Oh.

Oh, Jeff.

Saved your life, Amy.

Jeff, papa.

Yes, ma'am.

What do you suppose he'd say if he
caught me kissing his daughter?

I know what
he'd say to me.

"That young ruffian,
I told you back in school he was no good."

If he's so smart,

why isn't he rich?

Honey,
what are those?

Those are bananas.

To eat?

No, silly, like this.

Ah, it's pretty good.

Oh, Jeff, you could make things
so easy if you wanted to.

I don't want 'em easy.

Jeff, look,

the railroad's coming through
in a little while

and they're looking for
men to train as engineers

and surveyors and
construction foremen.

There's lots of
jobs open,

jobs with a future.

I got a better idea.

Let's run away
and be Indians.

Amy?

You better go on.

Okay.

I need you
at the counter.

Yes, Father.

Hey, Lila,
talk pretty to him.

Hi, Jeff.

I guess that's
enough for now.

Let him go.

You own all the cattle
in the county yet?

No, but give me time.

How you been,
Mr. Blaine?

But don't tell me till you
get down off that horse.

I don't like
talking up to people.

Glad to see you.
- It's good to see you.

How's Amy?
- Amy?

Amy is Amy.

Lila is Lila.

And never the twain
shall meet.

She's sweet
and gentle.

Never had much stomach for

handling cattle and
branding sessions.

Her father didn't
leave her a ranch.

Just goes to prove how
successful a man can be

when he's mean
and lazy,

and happens to own
an old hunk of land

that the railroad wants to
run its choo-choos through.

Why don't you come
to work for me, Jeff?

You pay pretty good
for what you buy, ma'am?

All depends
on who's selling.

I'm not.

You might
come around sometime

and show me
your samples.

Tell your aunt
I said hello.

You hungry, Jeff?

I could use a bite,
Aunt Ruth.

I didn't expect you
until late.

Well, I thought I'd catch
a couple of hours of sleep.

You look tired.

So do you.

Well, I'm all right.

Elec Blessingham
stopped by today.

Again?

He's worried
about your job.

The way you're
handling things.

No complaint
from the stage line.

What did you tell him?

That I'm past
interfering in your life.

You don't interfere,

except trying to get me
back here in the shop.

Everybody's making
plans for me.

You, Amy,
Lila Costain.

Don't complain
about your friends, Jeff.

You haven't got
very many.

Let me tell you something,
Aunt Ruth.

When I was just
a kid growing up,

I was learning a trade

and minding my own business
and people liked me.

Then my father
had to come back,

rob the bank and
kill Al Harper.

And everybody
hated me for it.

I was Nate Blaine's boy.

Well, I'm not
Nate Blaine's boy anymore.

I'm Jeff Blaine.
Just the way I used to be.

And I mean
to prove that

if I have to stuff it down
their throat to the ramrod.

Jeff!

Jeff!

Trouble down the road.
Stagecoach never made the relay station.

When did the word come in?
- About five minutes ago.

You tell the marshal?

He'll meet us
at the stagecoach line.

Come on.

Where's that payroll?

It's got to be here
some place.

Come on.

Shotgun's dead.

Driver too.

Thing's getting too big
for this country boy.

Some sure thing
you thought up.

We're on top of 'em.

By the time they chance it up here,
we'll be over the ridge.

How's it going?
- Not bad.

How many of them
are there?

Four. I think I got one.

You recognize anybody?
- Uh-uh.

We'll hold them there.
They can't wait it out forever.

Yeah, well, neither can we.
They've got the ground.

We'll push 'em on up.

Once they get over that ridge,
we'll never dig 'em out.

We'll dig 'em out.

Stay down.
Nail 'em down.

I'll cover from the ridge.

Ow!

Well,
you got a chance to play with big boys, huh?

Easy.

Somerson.

See anything, Jeff?

He got away.

Always said

only one way
to rob a stagecoach,

you got to ride it.

You're Nate's boy?

Yeah.

Funny,

you and me here.

Tell you a joke.

Your old man

never robbed a bank
that night in Plainsville.

Talk!

Leave him be.
Leave him be, Jeff.

Who killed
that bank manager?

Me and Somerson.

Wasn't Nate at all.

That Somerson,

he ran out on me.

You...

You catch him.

Marshall, that's...

That's bad testimony.

I know the law.

Like you knew it the night
you arrested my father?

We had a case.

You believed it yourself.

Your own aunt, Jeff,
she said she saw him.

I know what she said.

Jeff, what happened
on the line?

Robbery.

We got three of 'em.

You're not hurt?

One of the men, before he died,
confessed a crime.

Wanna hear about it?

No, as long as
you're all right.

He robbed a bank
and killed a man

right here in Plainsville

10 years ago.

You remember?

He told us
two men did it.

Neither one of them
was Nate Blaine.

That's not true.

You ought to know.

You saw my father,
didn't you?

You saw him run
out of the bank

and you saw him
kill that man.

Oh, Jeff, I was sure.
I thought it was Nate.

You told a lie.

No.

You put him in a cell with a rope
waiting for him and you lied.

No.
- You lied!

He was gonna
take you away.

I had to stop him.

By murdering him?
- Yes.

I had to.

I was glad
when he escaped,

but I kept you safe.

That was all that mattered.

Safe?

Do you know how it felt all
these years being looked at

the way this town
looked at me?

You kept me safe,
all right,

safe from living
like a human being.

Don't you think
I cursed myself for that

every day of my life?

I wanted you happy
and decent,

but with the lie
bleeding inside of me,

I watched this town
set itself against you.

Oh, I've been
punished, Jeff.

I just want to forget
I ever saw your face.

Oh, Jeff.

Jeff, you were
all I had.

I did it for you.

Usual bunch from town.

Few cowboys,
Wells Fargo hands,

no strangers,
no trouble.

Take it hard,

finding out about
his old man?

Wouldn't you?

I hear you quit
your job, son.

News about me
always did get around fast.

Now, look,

we made a mistake
about your father.

We're sorry for it,
all of us.

Oh, you're all
so sorry.

Doesn't that fix
everything up just fine?

We had no way
of knowing, Jeff.

Your aunt swore it was
Nate she saw that night.

That's right.

Made us look like a pack of fools,
the way she took us in.

Yeah.

And what did it make
my father look like?

A crook and a killer.

And me,

flesh and blood
of a crook and a killer.

All right,
you're sore.

You've got
a reason for being,

but how long are you going to keep
on with this hate in your heart?

Maybe till you're
a fat, old man.

Sorry, Jeff.

Hey,
let's get some signs of life in this cow pen.

Shut that off.

Go someplace else
if you wanna mope, buster.

We came here
for a good time.

You shouldn't have
done that, buster.

You want it quiet?

You can go sit on
a tombstone in Boot Hill

and make all the
speeches you want.

You don't like
what I have to say?

It don't make sense.

If Nate Blaine didn't rob the bank
in Plainsville and kill Al Harper,

there's a dozen other banks he's
robbed and a dozen other men...

Jeff.

Drop it.

On the bar.

You're free, Jeff.

Elec said he just
wanted you to sleep it off.

Thanks.

I feel real clean
and sweet now.

There ain't no use
you carrying on like this.

You're gonna have the whole town
against you harder than ever now.

All I want
is my gun, boy.

You can keep
your advice.

Don, I'm sorry.
- For what?

Oh, you're
a big man now.

You don't need
anybody.

Amy.

Jeff, not here.

I just want
to talk to you.

Please, Jeff.

Somewhere else then.

Out in the country.

I have to work.

Look, Amy,
I'm all mixed up.

I've got to
talk it out.

You had to go wild,
didn't you?

You had to go crazy.

Want something,
young fella?

Yeah.

I'm taking up
your invitation.

Ooh, they must have given you
a pretty bad time last night.

I guess
I gave them worse.

Feel any better?

Not much.

Come on.
- Where to?

To get
what you came for.

Nice owning
what you look at.

Help me down?

Got a broken leg?

Maybe I'll enjoy it.

You are surprise, Jeff.

I thought you'd be
with Amy.

Why should I be?

Nothing to stop you now you got
some of the curse off your family.

Only I hear you're putting
it right back on again.

Does that bother you?

Nothing bothers me.

Where's your father?

Oh, he's hiding out
some place, I expect.

He ought to know
about the confession.

Sure.

I'll just send him a letter,
care of general delivery.

"Come on home,
all was forgiven."

I'd like to send him
Elec Blessingham's head.

And your aunt's?

And Amy's and
her father's?

How about mine,
you want to cut me up a little?

Make you feel
any better?

You and Amy have
a lot in common.

That's where
you're wrong.

Lila, I...

Oh, go on
and hold me.

Isn't that why
you came here?

Somebody to put her arms
around you and say,

"That's all right.
You go ahead and shoot up the world."

Only you're shot full of holes
yourself and you don't even know it.

Oh, Jeff, stay here.
Stay with me.

I can't.

But your father
lived by the gun.

If he it wasn't Plainsville,
it was some other robbery.

What difference
does it make?

He was finished with that.
He wanted to quit.

But it happened to him,
Jeff, not to you.

It's Nate Blaine's life.

You can't go
fighting his battles

any more than
he fought yours.

What's gonna stop me?

The town?

They're as scared of me
as they were of him.

Who are you going
to hurt, Jeff?

Everybody that hurt us.

And me too?

Just don't you go
hurting yourself.

Jeff,

I always wanted you,

any terms I could get.

Don't get yourself killed,
young fella.

Don't get nervous.

Just a friend, boy.

Well, just bust on
out of here, friend.

Your daddy asked me
to say hello.

Where did you see him?

Holed up in the
San Diego mountains,

about three months ago.

He ever tell you
about Bill Somerson?

That's me.

Now, don't you
get nervous.

Oh, that little gun fight
out in the rocks,

you shouldn't
take that so serious.

You killed Harper.

Sure did.

About 10 years ago.

Now, you got that
out of your system,

sit down quite
and listen.

Now you ponder this, boy.

I didn't nail
that robbery on Nate.

I didn't tell no lies
and I didn't arrest him.

You got no call being mad at me
'cause he sure ain't.

That make sense?

Last thing
Nate told me was,

"You get around Plainsville way,
you see the boy,

"tell him hello
from his daddy."

Whoever thought we'd be
gunning at each other.

Where is he now?

Last I heard, some marshal had him
on the run down near the border.

You got a nerve
coming here.

Why not?

You ain't so in love
with the law no more.

I tell you, boy,
I'm broke.

I thought maybe you could see your
way clear to give me a stake.

I just got to get
moving again.

You ain't
nothing to me.

For your daddy's sake.

Maybe right now,
he's depending on some nice young fella.

Haven't got any money.

I guess I'll have to
raise it the hard way.

Like you clowned up
that Wells Fargo job?

That was just
a case of bad luck.

Bad luck?
You were stupid.

There wasn't any payroll
on that run.

There never is.

Where do they
carry it then?

You really wanna know?

Why, sure.

You wanna hit that stage
again the right way,

get yourself a big piece
of a nice fat payroll

like the one they're gonna
send to the smelter

at Silver City at the
end of this month?

You got it figured?

I used to work for the line,
didn't I?

Yeah.

Now, you figuring on going
into business for yourself,

with me as a partner.

That's real nice.

We can't do it alone.

You'll have to round up
two more guns,

good ones.

There's a couple of boys
I know down near the border.

Could have them up here
in a couple of weeks.

Well, you see
that they get here.

Here.

That will keep you
till we're set to go.

Mind telling me how
we're gonna work this, kid?

I'll tell you all about it,
Somerson,

when I'm ready.

Just like your old man.

Chip off the old block.

Jeff.

I came
for my father's gun.

Heard you were
selling the shop.

The house too.

I'm leaving Plainsville.

They run you out?

I used to be a fighter.

Not anymore.

Jeff,

there will be
some money.

Enough so you can
start somewhere else.

I'm doing fine
right where I am.

Oh, please, Jeff,
it's yours.

Now, that's generous,
but you keep it.

That money's
all you got left.

Hi, boss lady.

Well, if it isn't
the idle rich.

Where have you been
the past two weeks?

Making plans.

Come on down.

Why should I?

I don't like talking
up to people.

Oh, no?

Come on up and
earn your dinner.

All right.

Oh, Jeff.

You want a fight?

Don't tangle with me,
young fella, I'm treacherous.

Treacherous, huh?
You ticklish too?

Oh, oh, Jeff,
I surrender, please.

Well, let that be a lesson to
you as you go through life.

What got you so happy
all of a sudden?

I'm rich.
I own a gold mine.

How rich?

Oh, a million dollars a day.

Not enough.
I'm too expensive.

You name what you want,
I'll buy it for you.

Well...

First off,
I think I'll have

a barn full of elephants,
all white ones,

painted with gold dust
every day.

Mmm-hmm.
- Then I think I'll have

a gold barn
full of gold hay.

All right.
What else?

I'd also like shoes
for my children

and enough money
to feed 'em regular.

And a man
to raise 'em

and kiss me
every so often.

I'm not
rich enough for that.

If you want a job,
the food's pretty good around here.

I'm not working here, Lila.

Not ever.

And what are all those plans
you were making?

I'm leaving Plainsville
tomorrow.

Jeff.

Yeah.

I...

I got a letter
from my father.

He made it back east,
to Boston.

He's gonna open
a store back there.

Guns, hardware, things like that,
things he understands.

He wrote me and

wanted to know if
I'd throw in with him.

So I guess that's
what I'm gonna do.

So you came
to say goodbye?

Be a long time
before I see you again.

Or never maybe.

I don't know.

Maybe.

Better find yourself
another young fella,

a real dependable one,

to raise those
wild kids of yours.

No.

Lila, I'm no good
for you.

Don't count on me.

Oh, you're
such a bad liar.

What do you mean?

You're not going
to Boston, are you?

Sure I am.

No, there's
something else.

All right.

Let it be
something else.

I'm going and
I won't be back.

Jeff, what is it?
What are you gonna do?

Just what you said,

start leading
my own life.

Well, not before
you have dinner.

You still want me
to stay?

I still want you.

What do you want?
- Jeff.

He's not here.

He will be.

I've sent Egstrom
to get him.

You're scared,
aren't you, Ruthie?

Oh, you can't do
any worse to me

than I've already done
to myself.

All those years

thinking of him
here with you.

With me,

God forgive me.

No.

What you did,
maybe it was right.

I had no call
threatening to take the boy.

But what happened?

I never told him
you lied about me.

Even that last time when
he came to see me in jail,

I never told him.
I never even wrote him a letter.

I left him with you
because I wanted him

to grow up
the way you wanted.

But what happened
to him?

I don't know.

You, me, the town,

his finding out the truth,

living your hate.

Mine?

Do you think I would have left him
here even a week if I felt like that?

Ruth,

you fought for him,
didn't you?

You loved him that much?

Pa.

You're fixing to make quite
a name for yourself, I hear.

I'm doing my best.

This is Lila Costain.

Wait till Somerson
hears about this.

I heard all about
you and Somerson.

I ran into one of your

partners down near the border.

If you're through with her,
let's get out of here.

Watch your mouth.

You think she's
some tramp off the street?

You fool. You had a woman
who loved you enough

to put herself through hell
and you turn out like this?

A man with a gun.

You slung one
long enough.

What are you
gonna do with it?

What are you gonna
do with it? Tell me.

Jeff.

All right. I'll tell you
what I'm gonna do with it.

I'm gonna grab off that Silver City payroll,
that's what.

What are you saying?

Leave us alone, miss.

Go on.
- No.

Ruth, get her
out of here.

Lila.

Go on.

Look, I used to work
for the line.

I got it
all figured out.

You never saw
anything so easy.

You and Somerson, huh?

And you, Pa.
We'll work it together.

Get enough money to clear out of
this country once and for all.

I don't need
your money.

Sure.

I can see the $20 gold pieces
just bulging out all over you.

Pa, we'll do
this one for you.

Just once
and get out.

Once and get out.

Look at me, Jeff.

You're right,
I'm broke.

There isn't a law man in 800
miles that isn't looking for me,

both sides
of the border.

And you think
this will fix that, huh?

That's where we begin.

That's where you end.

You're gonna start getting
some bringing up, mister.

You're not gonna stop me.

You're not leaving.

You're not going
to Somerson.

Get some water.

I know your son,
Mr. Blaine.

If you don't stop him
this time, Jeff's finished.

You stay here,

both of you.

Don't move, Elec.

Your son must have
burned your brains out

trying a stunt like this.

Listen to me.

Jeff's thrown in
with Somerson.

They're grabbing
a payroll, a big one.

I want you to
help me stop it.

I got to hold you
for the Arizona Sheriff.

Give me the gun.
- Will you listen to me?

I'll do all I can for Jeff,
you know that,

but I got to put you
under arrest.

Somewhere along
that stage line,

I don't know where or when,

I've got a chance
to help my son.

You asked me once to give the boy a break,
remember?

Well, that's what I wanna
do for him now.

A break is all
I can give him.

All these years
I spent slinging a gun.

That got to be good for something,
Elec, for something.

I know
how you feel, Nate.

But the law is the law

and I'm sworn
to uphold it.

Don't make me
force you.

I don't have
no choice, Nate.

Don't you understand?

Now, give me the gun.

You got to help me, Elec.

You're the only one
I can count on

to tell me when
the next payroll's going.

I'm not going to say
another word to you

till you give me that gun.

I'll tell you what.

Stand back.

There, nobody's got it now.

Will you help me, Elec?

Please.

Well, Jeff,

what are you doing here?

I heard you quit.

You heard wrong.

Company's been
good to me.

It's gonna be
even better.

Uh, this here's...

Nicky Stone.

Yeah. He's the new guy
I'm breaking in.

Hey, does that old filly
got a game leg?

Where?

Oh, right here?

See, right down there.

Tie him up.

Are you sure you know
what you're doing?

There's no sign of
the wagon with the payroll.

I know
what I'm doing.

Where's the stagecoach
with your two men aboard?

They'll be here.

Well, they better be.

Here comes the wagon now.

Hello, Blaine.

I haven't seen you
for quite a while.

What's the matter?
Stage is late, huh?

Yeah. A little trouble down the line,
a busted axle.

We don't want
to keep you, though.

Just put the strong box here on the
ground and we'll take care of it.

You want to help him, Nicky?

Where's Old Jim
that changes horses.

He's Old Jim
that changes axles now.

I sent him
down the line.

Well, have fun, Blaine.

Don't you worry,

I will.

Good work.

Start changing the horses.

Load this in here.

That's why no holdup ever succeeds
on the run from Plainsville.

They don't put the
payroll on the stage

till it reaches
that way station.

It'll be along
any minute now.

In an ore wagon
under guard.

And your kid knows
every move.

Yeah, but what he knows,
it won't do him any good.

Hold your fire.

Jeff's most likely in there.

It's Nate Blaine.

He's got the law with him.

You told your old man.

Not how we pull it.

Oh, you blind, stupid...

You've got us into this,
you're gonna get us out of it.

Jeff?

Jeff, you in there?

Yeah.
He's in here.

He's coming out.

Now, march.

Don't anybody try anything

or sonny boy gets it
right in the back.

All right.

Put your guns away.

Now, get down
off your horses.

Drop those gun belts.

I should have taken you
a long time ago.

If anything happens to Jeff
so help me...

Save your breath.

Drop it.

Pick up that hardware
and put it in the coach.

Come on, move.

Yee-haw.

Let's get going.

Come on, in there.

For the last time,
Somerson,

leave the boy.

We'll leave him,

along the road some place.

Ha!

See about Jeff.

Thanks,
thanks, Nate.

Jeff.

Jeff...

I tell you something.

What they say

about a rolling stone,

it's no good.

It gets chipped,

dirty and all broken up.

You understand
what I mean?

So it's like
you once said, Pa,

I'm gonna try and find the
right way in doing things.

Ruth.

Will you...

Will you help him?

If he wants me to.

I need all the help
I can get.

Nate Blaine is dead.

You can go home now.

What are you looking
so sad about, Elec?

He was no good anyhow.

I'm not the one to be
his judge, Wentworth.

All I know is that
I saw how he died.

If anybody wants to know
what I think of that,

I'll tell him that he gave
his life for his son.