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Who's there?

Put a light on yourself.

With what?

Man, man, I didn't know anyone was here.

Well, I had a fire.

Couldn't have stopped 'em if I'd seen it.

I don't think I've seen you around here before, have [?

Nope.

Did you come over the peaks?

Yeah. With an outfit.

What are you doing here?

Waiting for you to clear out of my camp.

And I'm gonna turn in if I can find my blanket.

Our camp's just below. Maybe you'd better come along.

We can make it double that far.

I guess I could do with a cup of coffee.

Hey, it's me, Bart!

- Who is he? -I don't know.

I was bringing my gather down the creek

when they cleaned out his camp.

So I brought him along.

- You come over the peaks? - That's right.

Why didn't you come through the pass?

There's no law that says a man has to stay on a wagon road, is there?

My men caught your horse. It's branded Lazy J.

I don't know it.

Don't you?

Wait a minute, Cap.

You make a fellow feel right at home, don't you?

All right, my name's Lufton. John Lufton.

This is Cap Willis, my foreman.

A month ago, nobody would've asked you any questions.

It's different now. Who are you?

Jim Garry. Lazy J's a Texas brand.

- Headin' for Sundust? - That's right.

You know anybody there?

Nope.

All right. I apologize for my steers.

We'll replace your outfit. Make yourself comfortable.

Get him something to eat, Joe.

- Rotten night. - Yeah.

Sorry, we had to be so rough on you, Garry, but you're a loose rider.

We gotta watch them these days.

A little argument over grazing land.

Oh?

Yeah, for five years now, I've been supplying the beef

to feed the Indians here on the reservation.

This year, they got a new agent. A fellow named Pindalest.

He's rejected my beef and he's kicking me off the reservation grass.

That doesn't explain about the loose riders.

No, but I haven't got any graze to move to except

what I used to claim in the basin across the river.

And there seems to be a little difference of opinion now as to who owns that.

Me or the homesteaders that've been driftin' in.

I'm moving back.

- They'll fight. - Yeah, I reckon they will.

Newcomer moved in this summer. He's got 'em organized.

Name's Riling.

Still doesn't explain about the loose riders.

He's bringin' in gunmen.

Nobody can blame him for being careful.

I'm afraid you don't get it.

- Get what? - This.

It's work for me or keep on riding.

And if I don't?

I'll give you a day in Sundust and then you better drift.

Sleep on it, Garry.

Much obliged for the outfit.

Working for me, Garry?

No, I guess I'll be adrift.

Well, it's your choice.

You mind dropping a note at Blockhouse with my womenfolk?

That's my place over in the basin. It's on your way.

Glad to.

Thanks. Good luck.

Hold it! I'm riding through.

Come on out and talk.

You don't care who you kill, do you?

Maybe that'll cool you off.

- Got a note from John Lufton. - I'm Carol Lufton.

- You're working for us now? -No.

Did Dad say when he was coming down from the reservation?

- No, ma'am. - Thank you.

Stop right there.

You're the man that shot at me by the river.

Yeah, I guess I am.

Well, I'm gonna show you how it feels.

Put that gun down, Amy.

Amy, stop it. Stop it, stop it.

Stop it, you hear?

- Have you gone crazy? - What's going on here?

Ask him.

I was giving back a little of what he gave me.

- What about it? - She's right.

Why has Dad had a guard at the river for a week

if it isn't to keep riders from crossing?

- Why're you here? - He brought a note from Dad.

Well, I tried to tell her, only she wouldn't give me the chance.

All right, you've delivered the note. Now get out.

Well, for once, you've bit off more than you can chew.

- That him? - Yeah,

- What do you think? - Hm. Maybe.

Maybe my foot,. You gotta get hit in the head with it?

Lufton threatened to get one, didn't he?

Hey, you ain't sure it's him.

I caught his sign going into Lufton's ranch this morning

and I caught it going out.

He's a stranger, ain't he?

John Lufton has the right to hire a range detective if he wants to, Milo.

Uh-uh. Not to watch us he ain't.

Well, let Riling handle it. And no shooting.

Take the third stall. The boy will bring you some hay.

Settlemeir...any idea who that fellow is?

Lazy J is the brand but I don't know it.

He say anything?

He asked where he could find Tate Riling.

-Riling? - Yeah.

Yeah.

- I'll take it at the table, Barney. - Sure.

- I'm raising. - I'll stay.

Lufton's watcher just drifted in.

- Cattle detective? - What else?

He asked for Riling.

-Riling? - Yeah.

If he's Lufton's watcher,

what do you figure he wants with Riling?

Let's find out.

Yeah, why not?

But how? Riling ain't here.

-Sure he is. - Where?

Right here, eh, Nels?

Well, let's wait till Riling gets here.

We don't wanna make no mistake.

All right, Nels.

Maybe you want the law to come in here and find out what we're planning to do.

So he can tell Lufton.

All right, Milo, all right.

I'd tell Barney.

You know where I can find Tate Riling?

Back table.

Ace, Queen,.

Tate Riling?

Riling?

That's me.

- Like to talk to you. - Go ahead.

These are my friends.

I'm looking for a riding job.

Who said I was hiring riders?

I heard it.

Hear what I'm hiring 'em for?

Yeah, I heard that, too.

Why, yes.

Dumb play, boy.

Back alley!

He's headed for the street.

It's Riling. Lufton's watcher's in town asking for you.

And he wanted a riding job with us, Tate.

- Well, then go get him. - There he is.

- Jim Garry! - Hello, Tate.

Why, this is Jim Garry, the man I sent for.

He's no range detective.

What went wrong, Jim? What happened? Who started this?

Ask these jokers here, Tate.

If this is Garry, what's he doing up at Lufton's?

Lufton's? Were you up at Lufton's place?

Yeah, he was. I've seen him.

That's right. I delivered a note to his womenfolk. What about it?

Well, it's Lufton's outfit that's trying to run us out of the country, Jim.

Am I supposed to know that?

Why, no, I forgot.

I never wrote Jim about our fight with Lufton.

I told him I needed him and asked him to come on up.

Now, stop chewing leather. Go get yourself a drink.

Same old Jim.

When lightning strikes, you're there.

- It wasn't a fair test. - Come on, let's get you a room.

It's good to see you again, Jim.

- I wasn't sure you'd come. -I'm here.

Yeah, I heard things hadn't been breaking too good lately.

Well, it's a bootless job, trail driving.

I told you that when we split up two years ago.

Yeah.

I understand you finally got your own herd.

Yeah, and two weeks later, I saw 'em strung out

along the bottom land, dead of a fever.

Well, forget it. There's money in this deal.

Big money.

Barney, how about a room for my friend here?

Sure. I wouldn't wish one on him if he was a friend of mine, though.

Oh, uh, this has got your name on it.

Somebody fired it through the back window during the ruckus.

We're going out tonight, fellas. I know where Lufton's crossing.

- How do you know? - Never mind. I know.

Be ready to leave in a half hour.

Drink up, Jim.

Hey, wait here. I'll be right back.

I suppose you'd like to know what this is all about.

I have been kinda wondering, yeah.

Well, I'm not gonna tell you, Jim. I'm gonna show you.

Come in.

Jim, this is Mr. Pindalest,

United States agent for the Ute Indians over at the reservation.

This is Jim Garry, my partner.

How do you do?

You didn't tell me before about a partner.

Well, I'm telling you now.

Before we go any further, I want it understood

how he figures in this.

You mean money?

Don't worry, Pindalest. I'll share with Jim.

Hm.

Well, here's the, uh, item we were talking about the other day.

Think you'll find it satisfactory.

United States dollars are usually satisfactory, aren't they?

Now look, I told you that Garry's my partner, Pindalest.

What I know, he knows. So relax and sit down.

- No, I won't stay. - Scared?

Scared? Just cautious, Riling.

Well, that's our partner, Jim. Cautious.

And this is our working capital.

Courtesy United States Government.

There's enough there to buy me 2500 head of Lufton's beef

at four dollars a head.

- That's cheap enough, isn't it? - It's too cheap.

- Where's the catch? - There isn't any.

You met Lufton, you say?

Yeah, I camped with him last night.

Did he tell you that Pindalest had ordered his cattle off the reservation?

Yeah, said they'd refused his beef.

And did he tell you that the Army from Fort Liggett

has orders to seize the cattle

if they're not off the reservation by the first of November?

No, he didn't tell me that.

Well, that's the layout, Jim.

I've organized these two-bit ranches to fight every move

Lufton makes to push his herd across the river

into the basin here.

Now, the ranchers will fight

because they figure they're fighting for their own range.

But the truth is they'll be fighting for me.

Now, without any graze to move to...

Lufton will be caught on the reservation and his herd seized.

So what does he do?

- Sell? -To me.

Cheap, because he'd rather get a little money than lose everything.

Sounds like you got him over a barrel.

I have. I buy 'em cheap and sell 'em back to the government

through Pindalest for full contract price.

Your cut will be $10,000.

What do I have to do to earn it?

Lufton's tough and my ranchers aren't.

- You make up the difference. - see.

I've been mixed up in a lot of things, Tate.

But up to now, I've never been hired for my gun.

Can you afford to be particular?

- No, I guess I can't. - Now, you're talking, Jim.

I'll meet you down in the lobby in ten minutes.

C'mon, slowpoke. Don't you wanna know if Dad got across?

Of course.

What's the matter? I get you out of bed too early?

I'm worried about Dad.

I hope he didn't have trouble crossing last night.

They'll only be trouble if Riling found out about it.

Nobody's crossed here.

You're looking for someone, Ms. Lufton?

So you're one of them.

I guess Dad wasn't so wrong about you, after all.

Wrong?

He must have spotted you for Riling's gunmen

the minute he saw you.

Funny isn't it, Riling? But not to you.

By now, Dad's probably got his herd across the river somewhere else

while you wait here at Rockyford to throw him back.

- Is that why we're here? - Isn't it?

Simply because Dad was smart enough to give this saddle tramp

a note he was sure to read.

He knew he'd tell you and decoy you over here.

How you like it now, Kris? You and your son.

Why, you aren't even being led by a smart crook.

We're only fighting for what belongs to us, Ms. Amy.

You didn't fight for it before Riling gave you the idea.

Why didn't you go to Dad, Kris? Talk to him?

You used to work for him. You know he's not unreasonable.

Not unreasonable to kick us of our land?

I don't believe I've seen you around here before.

You fighting for your own graze, too?

- No, ma'am. - And you?

I thought you're all old-timers, fighting for the land you settled on, Kris.

At least it's in the open now.

Paid gunmen against working riders.

You did read that note, didn't you?

- No. - You're a poor liar.

Yes.

Well, Lufton's across the Masakree.

- John Lufton is no fool, mister. - Garry didn't read that note.

- Where did you get the tip? - None of your business, Milo.

I got a wrong tip and I won't get another.

Now, if you don't like it, Milo, just ride on out.

Lufton is across the river with that herd.

Yeah, sure, but steers have got legs. They could be driven back.

Now, thing to do is find 'em before Lufton can get 'em scattered.

After that we can move.

Did you ever notice how them four always stick together?

Why not?

Reardon and Shotten work for Riling, and...

Garry's a friend who just came in to help.

I can buy me that kind of a friend for $75 a month

and no questions asked.

You know, Lufton's smart.

Yeah, he's smart enough to spot me.

He spotted Shotten and Reardon in town

before I even knew they were there.

They're a couple of beauties, who are they?

Doesn't matter who they are, Jim.

The thing that matters is that they don't scare easy.

Well, it's pretty crude.

Not so crude.

I made everybody swallow it but Lufton, and I'll make him do it too.

Shotten, Reardon, and me. Hired gunmen.

Shotten and Reardon get paid in gold eagles.

- You get paid in thousands. - Yeah,

Only difference between us is the price.

All right, boys, cut for town. I'll get in touch with you.

Tate, I didn't know it was a trick of Dad's, swear I didn't.

- Until I heard Amy say it. - Of course, you didn't, darling.

Forget it. It's done and now we've gotta fix it.

But I'm glad in a way.

I couldn't bear it this morning

when I thought maybe you and Dad were fighting.

It isn't easy for you, Carol.

But I've to do what I'm doing. You see that, don't you?

- Yes, Tate. - You see, I'm a poor man, darling.

Money's come hard to me.

Nothing for me to do but join up with men like myself

and fight for what little I've got.

I tried to make Dad see both sides of it.

He's just as sure he's right as you homesteaders are.

We've got to fight.

But he's across now, what're you gonna do?

I'm--I'm not gonna ask you to risk your Dad's life, darling.

But I am going to ask you to help.

Find out where he's holding the herd that he crossed

and get word back to me as soon as you can.

You won't let any harm come to Dad, will you?

You know you can trust me, darling.

Would have been a lot easier if one went through the gap.

- We ought to make it by noon. - Yeah,

We'll scatter 'em in the scrub pinion west of Avery's patch

Mm-hm.

Amy, what the devil are you doing here?

You didn't think I'd stay home when you were this close.

Well, this is no place for you.

Told Bart tell you girls I'd be home by noon.

I told "em, but it didn't do no good. She was bent on comin' along.

Couldn't wait.

All right, Cap, get him started.

Bart says you crossed without any trouble.

Yeah.

We were primed for it, but didn't come.

I think I know why.

A rider name of Garry drift into the ranch yesterday with a note?

You mean that hired gunman of Riling's?

So I had him pegged right.

Too bad. He was a nice seeming fellow.

Too nice to read that note.

But he did.

Yeah.

Do you think this Garry's a killer?

Joined up with Riling, didn't he?

Get outta here, Amy.

Get 'em away from the river!

I'll make Riling remember this.

They'll tun till they're wore out.

Four days to the deadline.

Take us a week to round 'em up

and get 'em off the reservation again.

Whoa, baby.

Hold now, hold.

It's young Barden.

I had hoped it wouldn't come to this.

Just a month ago, me and him went to a shindig together.

Yeah, he was a nice boy.

Well...what do you want?

It's about your son, Barden.

He was killed in the raid.

Figured maybe that's what happened when he...

when he didn't come home.

I was with him when he... when he got hit.

Nothing I could do.

It's a big price to pay for a little bit of graze.

Too bad you had to get mixed up in this fight, Barden.

I joined up with the other small ranches

'cause I figured their fight was my fight.

We ain't being paid to fight, mister.

I'm sorry about your son, Mr. Barden.

You can believe that if you want to.

Oh, sure, sure.

Lived here more than half my life...

my wife and my son.

She died about four years ago, and...

now...

now, he's gone.

Go on into the hotel, Amy.

I told you to ride on through.

So you did.

Your time's up. Get started.

- Get outta here, Amy. - No.

- Go on in the hotel. - No.

Don't move, Lufton.

You drift, Shotten.

Get that girl out of there.

I said drift!

What are we waiting for?

But this is what Riling wants.

He said so.

That's your horse, Reardon. Get moving.

I ain't taking orders from you.

All right, Reardon. Anytime you want.

Make up your mind.

I won't wait!

You won't be this lucky next time, Lufton.

I don't get it, Garry. I just don't get it.

You're riding on, aren't you?

I'm glad. Not for us but for you.

I want to thank you for this.

I want to apologize too for what I said to you.

Don't let a man's whim fool you.

I haven't.

- What do you want, amigo? - Whiskey.

Would you be looking for me?

I ain't looking for nobody, mister.

Is that you, Kris?

Say, I heard about Fred. I'm sorry, Kris.

I'll make Lufton pay for that.

What good will that do? Fred's...Fred's dead.

Ah, it'll make me feel better.

Did you come all the way over here to tell me that?

No. I missed you this morning. I didn't know you'd be here.

Why are you?

I'm leaving the country.

What? Kris, the fight's almost won.

Why, Lufton's herd has stampeded half way up the Three Braves.

Who cares?

Hey, Jim, where you been? I searched the country for you.

How'd you find me?

Well, Settlemeir said you took the Commissary Road,

50 I took a chance. What's up?

Well, let's have a drink. I've got news.

Oye.

Gimme a glass and a handful of cigars and then get out.

On the level, Jim, what are you doing here?

Running out.

- Any reason? - Two.

Shotten and Reardon.

I never heard of you running from a pair like that.

- No, you never did. - Then why?

They were gonna kill Lufton in cold blood till I stepped in.

Well, I'm glad you did.

Are you?

Jim, what's eating you?

Well, we've got more at stake here than a bag of marbles.

- You mean you have. - Jim!

Lufton isn't dead. He isn't even hurt.

And after that stampede, he hasn't got a chance.

- Then why bother about me? - Because I need you.

You don't think Lufton would do business with me, do you?

No.

No, he'd rather lose his herd.

Exactly! But today you stepped in and saved his life.

He won't forget that.

So, when you ride up with an offer

he'll take it because he has to.

No dice.

Why not?

That's something you wouldn't understand.

Try me.

It starts with your double cross of a bunch of

poor, jug-headed homesteaders and the hiring of gun-hands.

It goes on to your making love to a man's daughter

to get her to turn against her own father

and your try for Lufton today.

It goes past that, to the death of Kris Barden's son

and that winds up right here with Reardon waiting outside

to see if I go with you or if he shoots me in the back.

I've seen dogs who wouldn't claim you for a son, Tate.

All right, get off him.

I said get off him.

Hold it. Give him time.

You'll make it to your horse?

Yeah.

Get out.

Why did you do it?

I always wanted to shoot one of you

and he was the handiest.

Get out.

- What are you doing here? - I wanna see Lufton.

Why, you dirty saddle stiff, get outta here quick.

Lufton'll have to run me out.

I don't need orders from him to cut down on you. Get out.

- What is it? -I'm looking for your father.

- Well, he's gone-- - Careful, Miss Amy.

It don't matter to him where your father is.

It's all right, Ted.

That's a bad cut. Come inside, I'll fix it.

Sit down.

- Tate Riling? - Mm-hm.

-Is he dead? - No.

I keep thinking of what you said yesterday in Sundust.

Was this a whim too, this business with Riling?

It was a pleasure.

- What brings you back? - Gall, for one thing, John.

Got into a little jangle with Riling down at Commissary last night.

- I'm all through with him. -Yeah?

You may not believe me, Lufton.

I just wanna let you know what you're up against.

Then it's up to you.

I already know what I'm up against.

You don't know Pindalest aimed to buy your herd, do you?

He rejected it.

He won't reject it when Riling offers it to him.

Sure, Riling and Pindalest planned it together.

Pindalest's part was to order you off the reservation.

Riling was to prime the homesteaders to keep you out of the basin.

You figure you can round up your stuff

and cross it before the deadline?

No.

And rather than let the Army take it

you'd sell it and take the loss, wouldn't ya?

Not to Riling.

But to a stranger like me with cash in his pockets.

Well, that's the deal.

I was supposed to make the offer with Riling's money.

I don't believe it.

Well, he's right, Cap.

I'd be a fool not to sell.

Well, I'll drift.

Just thought I'd let you know.

Jim, wait a minute.

You don't tell a dead man he's dead.

You came here for something else, didn't you?

Well, I did have kind of an idea.

It might not be what you'd like.

Let's hear it.

Suppose the deadline was put off for a week.

That'd give you time to round up your herd.

Deadline hasn't been put off.

- Can be. - How?

Pindalest would laugh at me if I ask him to.

He wouldn't laugh at me.

No, I'm not hiring a gunman to save my herd or anything else.

Jim! Jim!

Jim, please wait a minute.

He didn't understand what you were saying.

Please don't go until he does.

He understood, all right. Now, step back.

I'm going to follow you till you turn back.

You got a long ride. I'm heading for Texas.

All right.

You better quit this.

You'll come back with me and give Dad a chance to apologize?

No. But you better go. They'll be looking for you.

I won't go unless you go with me.

Well, I'm gonna turn in.

I'm not leaving.

Well, you're not staying here.

- Will you go back with me? -No.

Then I won't go.

I'll give you one more chance.

No.

You'll go now, unless you want more of that.

I don't want more of it, Jim.

But I won't go.

You really meant it, didn't you?

That much.

Jim, I know you better than you think.

You've been in hard luck

and you've made mistakes.

You hated those mistakes.

But you never admitted them except to yourself.

Like this mess with Riling. You never liked it.

That's why you walked out on it.

Today, you tried to do something to make up for it

and Dad threw it back in your face.

He thought you meant to kill Pindalest.

I didn't think so.

I know why you did it.

You thought it would help wipe out the past.

You're a proud man, Jim.

But this is the wrong kind of pride.

If you ride on back to Texas, you're lost.

Cap's gone on ahead to get the drive started.

Only hope Riling doesn't get wind of what Garry's up to

or there'll be the devil to pay.

He knows what kind of man he's dealing with, Dad.

Yeah, I reckon he does.

At any rate, it's our only chance.

So you're gonna let Dad risk everything

just because Garry sold you a wild lying scheme.

Lying? You don't believe what Jim told me?

No, why should I? He's nothing but a cheap gunman, a killer.

- That's not so. Jim, wouldn't-- -Jim?

Yes, Jim. What's the matter with calling him Jim?

He's no more a gunman than [ am.

- Amy, what is this? - He's trying to help us.

And I'll stick up for him to you or--or anyone else.

Sounds a little stronger than sticking up for him.

Maybe it is.

But a gunman, Amy?

A man that will go up against hired killers.

How did he get so expert? Have you thought of that?

More than you know.

Nothing made him come back and help us.

Except wanting to get even with Riling.

No, it's not that. He's really decent, he's--

Does he love you?

I don't know.

You're a fool, Amy. He'll break your heart.

Come in, come in.

- Who is it? - Jim Garry.

Oh, oh, fine. Sit down, I'll be right with you.

Been riding all day, was just taking a little nap.

- Drink? -Don't mind if I do.

Well, how are...things?

Fine, Mr. Pindalest, just fine.

1, uh, brought that news you've been waiting to hear.

Everything went off without a hitch, huh?

Well, maybe one little hitch you might say.

What's that?

Lufton wants more money.

- How much more? - Three thousand dollars.

Riling said his selling price to you still held.

- This was just a loan. - Oh.

Well, if that's all that's holding us up

there's nothing to worry about, huh?

Success.

You know, this is liable to cause a little trouble.

After all, I don't keep that much cash here at the agency.

Lufton wants cash.

Means I'll have to ride over to Sundust

with you and draw it outta the bank.

Riling figured you likely would.

How is the pass? Clear?

A little snow, it'll probably hold off.

Well, I'll throw some stuff together

and we'll get outta here.

Oh, I came close to forgetting.

Riling says call off the Army.

Lufton will likely run over the deadline

rounding up some beef we stampeded for him.

Riling says he doesn't wanna explain to the Army about that.

Good idea. I'll get a man off to Fort Liggett

with a message right away.

- Tate, what happened to you? - A fight.

- Where have you been? - I couldn't get out.

I know who you fought with.

It was Jim Garry.

- How do you know? - He's been at the ranch.

Tate, I wanna talk to you about something.

That's why I came here tonight.

Well...

what is it?

Garry told us something very interesting.

He said that you and Pindalest had cooked up

this fight with Dad to crowd him off the range.

So he'd sell his cattle to you cheap.

Is that true?

So Garry told you that, did he?

-Is it true? - What else did he tell you?

This sounds good.

That you wanted him to make the offer to Dad.

Did he tell your father that?

Yes.

Tate, you haven't answered me, is it true?

Yes, of course.

You mean you've been making those poor homesteaders think

it's their right you're fighting for?

I wanted money for us. This was the way to get it, lot of it.

Money your dad could spare.

Tate, look at me.

Do you love me?

Have you ever loved me?

What do you want me to say?

Sure.

Don't lie to me. You've used me to beat Dad.

I betrayed him for you, that's all you ever wanted.

That's all you ever counted on, isn't it?

I didn't say that.

Will you go in town with me this minute

and marry me like you promised?

Not until I get money enough to support you.

oh.

What's funny?

I was thinking of something I told Amy this morning.

- Wasn't that Lufton's girl? - Yeah.

- What's she doing here? - None of your business.

What are you doing here?

I thought you said Garry quit.

Well?

What's he doing at the reservation?

- The reservation? - Yeah, yeah.

Nels saw him there this morning, heading for the agency.

Feel kinda stiff, don't you?

When we get to Sundust, I'll sleep for a week.

Oh, we won't be getting to Sundust for quite a while.

We're gonna stay right here.

What do you mean?

You've been taken in, Mr. Pindalest.

Riling never sent me to see you.

I came to take you and hide you out till after the deadline.

And Lufton did not agree to sell?

And also he's rounding up those cattle right now

with no Army to bother him.

But you're a Riling man.

Was. I'm with Lufton now.

You can't get away with it, Garry.

Riling's no fool. He'll be on our trail in 24 hours.

Let him.

When he does find out what's happened

he'll pull his men off to hunt you.

That'll make it all easier for Lufton.

I'd take it easy with that if I were you, Pindalest.

Might not last out the week.

Don't move.

Maybe I won't have to nurse this quite as long as you figured.

If you're plannin' on moving out...

you're going alone.

I'm giving you a chance to change your mind.

I'm staying here.

Now look, I can lick you, and you know it.

You keep this up, you'll end up with a sore head and that's all.

You can suit yourself.

All right.

You win.

Untie me.

Come on.

Come on. Cheer up, Pindalest.

Now we can start looking for a place to make camp.

Where are you?

Over here, Riling.

Riling, over here.

Send the Indian to Fort Liggett

with a message to bring the Army on.

- Hey, Milo. - Yeah.

Get back to the basin.

See that the boys hold Lufton on the reservation

until the troops get there.

- What about Garry? - We'll take care of him.

Carol.

Carol.

You've got to stop this.

I know.

I'll make some coffee.

If I could have seen Dad and told him,

You must stop thinking about it.

If only we knew where he is, what's happening to him.

You just got to believe that what Jim's doing will work.

It has a good chance.

- Do you really think so? - Of course, I do.

Why don't you go lie down for a while. I'll bring you some coffee.

Why, Kris, I thought you'd left the basin.

Yeah, I did, Miss Amy, but uh,

well, I guess I've lived around here a little too long.

Get kinda lonesome.

I knew you couldn't leave us for good.

Well, I'm back to stay and I come over to ask for your help.

Now maybe I ain't got no right asking, considering who it's for, but...

You remember that young fella you combed out

over at Rockyford the other day?

- He's been hurt. - Jim Garry?

Come home this morning, found him lying on the floor of my shack.

- He got a knife stuck in him. -I'll go get dressed.

It's me, Jim.

Lie still.

You've gotta get outta here.

No, Jim.

Kris. Kris, tell her to get outta here.

I'm going to fix this up.

He's asleep.

Good.

So him and your dad were in this together, huh?

Yes.

Young lady, you're goin' on a ride.

Riling is on his trail.

He'll probably land up here sometime today.

That's why Garry wanted to get you outta here.

Oh.

We gotta get help. You know where your dad is?

No, I don't.

Oh, Kris, I don't. We haven't heard from Dad in days.

Well, you better find him.

What about Jim?

Oh, if they show up, I can stand 'em off till your dad gets here.

Don't let that worry you.

Where you gonna look for him?

I don't know. Somewhere south.

I'll try and pick up the trail of the herd and follow him.

Good.

What are you doing here?

I might ask you that.

- Barden home? - Yes.

- Who else is in there? - Nobody.

You're a lovely little liar.

All right, fellas. Let's take a look.

Bolt that door.

Here, take this.

- Riling? - Yes, and Pindalest and Shotten.

Look here, Kris, before this goes any further,

tell Riling I'll go with him.

These walls is good and thick, they can't burn us out.

We got plenty of cartridges.

He won't quit until he's got me, and he'll kill you both to do it.

So we let him shoot you just to save our necks?

Then tell him she's comin' out.

- They'll let her through. - No, I won't go.

Make her go.

Why do you think she risked her neck to get back in here

if it wasn't on account of you?

Why do you think | want to get her out?

Same reason, I reckon.

He's right, Amy.

But it wouldn't work, not even if you'd have me. Now will you go?

No.

Look, I've been fiddle-footed and no good all my life.

I--I'm not asking any woman to take that.

I knew that when I came here.

That's what I am, Amy. That's me.

Don't you see how useless talk is?

I'm here and I'm staying.

- Jim. - Yeah?

Jim, what are you doing up?

I'm going out there to try and get a crack at 'em.

- Oh-- - No, let me talk.

We can probably hold out for a few more hours, but...

You ain't going out there just to save our necks.

I'll try and save my own too.

We may as well face it.

They're not gonna give up.

Nobody's likely to come along and help us.

Then, I'll go.

I got a score to settle with Riling myself.

No, Kris. It's me Riling's after.

I'd like to finish this my own way.

You gonna let him go, Miss Amy?

Yes, she is.

- Where are they exactly? - They are all scattered out.

Riling's over to the left in them trees

and the other two's closer to the corral.

I can just make it to the corner of the corral,

I can circle around and get behind them.

But they'll see you.

As soon as I get out, you open up on 'em.

That'll draw a return fire.

The powder flash'll blind 'em for a couple seconds.

That's all I need.

Ready?

Hold it, Miss Amy. Hold it.

I think he made it.

Twigs snap)

Twigs snap)

Them last shots came from another direction.

- Do you wanna get hit? - But I've got to know.

Hey, Shotten.

Pindalest!

All right, Riling, it's just you and me now.

It's a pleasure, Jim.

For me, Tate.

Same old Jim.

When lightning strikes, you're there.

You and me together coulda licked 'em.

But you..

You always had a conscience

b-breathing down your neck.

Jim.

Riling's dead. Shotten too.

And Pindalest?

No. I don't think so. He's over there.

- Dad. - Carol told me you were here.

She was afraid there'd be trouble.

- Where's Riling? - He's dead.

Well, Lufton...

Don't look like you're gonna get Riling to do much talking.

I'm going to have you arrested for murder.

It was a fair fight, John.

And I'll tell that to the sheriff or anybody else that wants to know.

Lufton was telling us about a little deal

that you and Riling had cooked up to swindle him out of his cattle.

- What about it? - I had no deal with Riling.

Don't forget I was in on it too.

Well, boys, that's the man you've been fighting for.

Get your horse.

Me and you are gonna have a little talk with the marshal.

Guess we've been a pack of fools, Lufton.

Uh, say, fellas.

I got a jug I've been saving for a special occasion, this looks like it.

What do you say, if we...

Garry, I guess I was wrong about quite a few things.

Yeah, I was wrong about a few things myself.

We've been plenty stubborn.

That's gonna make two stubborn men in the family.

Well, guess Kris was right.

This is a special occasion. Come on.