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Mr. William Fenwick, it may be that you're proud of yourself

by having won a case in which the evidence

was so heavily against your client.

In aiding and abetting criminals, you and lawyers like you

are traitors to an honoured profession,

and as definitely enemies of the public as of the men you defend.

What does that old judge think you take the case for?

To lose it?

Swell work, counselor, you're okay for my dough any time I'm in a jam.

Come on Bill, let's have a snappy comeback from you.

We can still make the night edition with it.

I'm in no mood for snappy comebacks.

It'd look better for you if you talked.

You know? I spotted you the minute you came to that Courtroom.

- Did you? - Uh-huh.

How strong are you for the big boy?

Strong enough.

Well, if you have a weekend, let me know.

I was always under the impression you were a fighter, Bill.

Of course, if you want to turn the other cheek...

All right, stick this in your paper:

It's easy enough for a judge to take a crack at a lawyer

but why doesn't he take a shot at some of the politicians

who make the whole rotten setup possible?

Thanks Bill, that's good stuff.

So long.

Here you are, counselor, paid in full.

And cheap at double the price.

Believe you me, this puts you in the heavy dough.

Say... Joe Costello's trial comes up next month.

How'd you like to handle it?

Costello?

He's a Sterner client, isn't he?

Yeah, but listen, you've got more on the bar right now than Sterner ever had.

Of course you have!

I'm not quite sure I wanna handle the Costello case.

Hey, Billy, have you gone crazy?

If you got the Costello offer he makes us,

it would make you the biggest criminal lawyer in town.

In the country.

I'll think it over.

Okay, you know where to find me.

Well, I'll be seeing you.

You too, maybe.

Got a little shopping to do, Bill.

I'll drop in on you later in the day.

- Oh, I'm sorry. - Hi, Judy.

- Hello, George. - Hi, stranger.

- Oh, kid, it's great to see you. - Same goes for you, Bill.

- When'd you hit town? - A few minutes ago.

Just in time to catch this blast His Honour handed you.

- Well, don't you start it on me. - I don't have to.

That old boy took the words right out of my mouth.

Now, is that nice?

Siding in with an old mossback that gets your own brother.

I'm sorry, Bill, but that judge is no mossback.

He's a damn good fullback and he packs the ball for my team.

Well, that's what I call a highly partisan editor.

You, Department of Justice guys, certainly take your work seriously, don't you?

Yeah, I'm afraid we do.

Well, whichever side of the fence we're on, kid,

we mustn't ever let anything stand between us.

Nothing ever could, Bill.

- You know that. - Sure I do.

It's obvious that since you joined up with that federal crowd,

I see you once in a blue moon.

Yeah.

How about having dinner with me tonight?

Swell idea. I'll try to make it.

I'm working on a case with inspector Perkett.

He's due to meet me right now.

Call me as soon as you're free.

And remember, kid: blood's thicker than politics.

There's no politics in my job, Bill. It's mostly just blood.

- So long. - So long.

- Well, Cy? - Well, it seems we can get Harrigan.

Okay, let's go.

They spotted Harrigan, they're on their way up there now.

- Hey, are you're sure? - Oh, the tap wire don't lie.

If they get Harrigan, they'll make him talk.

He'll never get a chance at all. You come with me.

- Just the two of us? - What do you want? A regiment?

- Like it? - Huh?

Oh, that!

Of course, if you don't like it, I can take it back.

I like it.

Judy, I decided not to take the Costello case.

Now, don't tell me that old fogey on the bench is still under your skin.

Maybe he was right.

Oh, no, listen, Bill.

You made more on that Bennie Gray case than the judge makes in a whole year.

You've got to take the Costello case.

I know lawyers who wouldn't defend Joe Costello for a million dollars.

Oh, anybody can defend the innocent,

but it takes brains to keep a guilty man out of jail.

Yes, it does take a smart man to do that.

Oh, well, I've been kidding myself.

I'm not a lawyer, Judy, I'm what crooks call a mouthpiece.

Well, of course, if you wanna be known as "Honest Bill Fenwick",

we can have a fashionable wedding in the City Hall

and end up in a two-room flat.

Well, you could do a lot worse.

Yes, and I could do a lot better too.

Yes?

Mr. Perkett, of the Department of Justice is on the telephone.

All right, put him on.

Hello.

Yes.

Where are you, Mr. Perkett?

I'll come right over.

Right.

What is it, Bill?

They got something on you?

Tell me, Bill, what's the matter?

My brother was just killed.

George? How?

I'll see you later, Judy.

We've just picked up Harrigan when they opened up on us.

As we knew, they'd fight.

They gotta have a million dollars in bullion stowed away.

We wounded Selton, but not seriously, I'm afraid.

Your brother saved my life.

Who killed him, Perkett?

Which one, I mean?

Selton himself, without a doubt.

We've been after him some time.

Even got him in the courtroom twice.

A perfect case against him each time.

Both those times a smart gang lawyer tangled up our witnesses and evidence,

and worked on a nitwit jury.

We have the most dangerous killer in America free

to go out and kill somebody else.

Edward J. Selton.

Murder.

Acquitted.

Mr. Bennie Grey to see you.

Send him in.

Yes, sir.

How are you, counselor?

Hello, Bennie.

Say... that was pretty tough about your brother.

Oh, just one of those things.

I told him he was playing a losing game.

Little glory ans less pay.

They're gonna get Selton and his gang before the month is out.

Hell, what makes you think so?

That gold they're packing around with them.

They got a half a million in bullion that last haul.

Gold is poison.

I wish somebody poisoned me with it.

I don't get your angle.

Gold is hot. You can't spend it.

They can't ship it out of the country.

Yeah, but Selton knows what to do about it.

I'll lay you a grand to a fin that when that bullion turns up again,

it'll pop out of the ground as ore.

- It's impractical. - No.

Remember that Kansas City Federal Reserve hold up 'bout four years ago?

Uh-huh.

Nobody ever traced that gold, did they?

It's right, they didn't. What happened to it?

In Nevada, Eddie Graham tucked it away in an old mine,

dug it up later as ore... and sold it.

It certainly is interesting.

Say, Bennie, I can't take the Costello case.

Cant't take it why?

Personal ethics.

Costello is Sterner's client,

and Sterner is still the biggest criminal lawyer in this town.

I've got a counselor!

I guess muscling in is pretty risky in your racket too, huh?

- Well, I'll be seeing you. - Fine, Bennie, drop in any time.

Say... there's a couple of other big cases hanging fire.

- I'll let you know them. - Thank you, Bennie.

- Bye-bye. - Good-bye.

- Hello, Bill. - Hello.

I thought I'd try crashing in this time,

so I wouldn't be told you were out again.

I was gonna call you this afternoon.

Yes, and you promised to come over last night, but you didn't.

Yes?

All ready for your call, Mr. Fenwick.

I'm busy just now. I'll call back later.

Sit down, Judy.

- Let's get things straightened out. - Why not?

I'm going away.

- Away? Where? - I don't know.

You mean you don't want me to know.

What about your practice?

I'm giving it up for the time being.

Well, are you doing this because George was killed?

Oh, it's that and... other things.

Meaning me, I take it.

It's not only you, Judy.

So you're giving me the gate, huh?

Well, if you wana put it that way...

I'm also giving you something to remember me by.

A little present to compensate for our unfortunate engagement.

Oh, this is Bennie Gray's cheque!

15,000 dollars.

- You never cashed it. - You cash it, Judy.

Cash it and try to forget there's blood on the money it represents.

Well, that's certainly one for the book!

Well, he'll be surprised.

I've met Bennie Gray as I was coming in.

I think I'll cash this first and tell him about it afterwards.

Well, Bill, if it's goodbye,

I can think of a lot more unpleasant ways of parting.

Glad you're being a smart kid about this, Judy.

Good-bye.

So long, Bill.

- Hey you all, we're at the pit stop.

- Fill 'er up for ya?

Please, it'll take about ten, I think.

Kind of the peppiness or the other kind?

- The other kind. - That's what I thought.

- From California, hey? - Yeah.

How are things back there?

Well, they're pretty slow on my business.

Heard you've a gold strike up here.

Correct. Quartzburg is booming, sir.

I ain't seen none of it.

He's sore because the main trucks don't buy gas from him.

You mean you're shipping the ore already?

Yes, sir, and plenty of it.

They say last week shipment was worth 10,000 dollars.

Sounds good!

May be a promissing town to settle in.

Right you are, young man. I'm Judge Plumgate, sir.

I'm glad to know you, Judge. I'm Richard Galt.

Ha! He ain't no more Judge than I am.

Mr. Galt, if I can be of any assistance, and help you to establish yourself

in this little town, I should consider it a favor if you called on me.

Thank you. That's very kind.

Watch out, he'll be trying to rent you that old building of his.

It's been empty for two years, how is your oil?

Well, check it, will you, please?

Just an old shellback republican.

Mr. Galt, I don't know a town with greater prospects in the state of Nevada.

Why, we've got everything: climate, railroads, state roads

and 36 miles from Reno.

No, sir, you can't go wrong on Quartzburg.

Judge Plumgate, you sold me completely.

That's fine, that's fine.

Oh, by the way, Mr. Galt, what... what is the nature of your business?

I specialize in mining claims. I'm a lawyer.

A lawyer? That's what he is!

Well, now, it's one lawyer to another.

Now perhaps I did stretch the prospects of Quartzburg, but just so am I.

- Well, now may I suggest-- - No, you don't, Plumgate.

He's gonna stay.

If there's one thing Quartzburg needed,

for as long as I can remember, it's a lawyer.

See that corner room up there?

That'll make the finest office in town.

I'll rent it to you for $10 a month.

You'll be near enough to help me attend cars, in case the law peters out.

Gentlemen, your cooperation is marvelous.

It's a deal.

What's that?

A blast in the Gold Bar Ranch.

That's where the gold strike was made.

Hey, Mr. Galt, can I have the pleasure of show you around the town?

All right, do I leave the car here?

Oh, certainly, sir. That's all right, you can leave anything here.

Plumgate has met every plane and bus for ten years,

hoping some day he'll catch himself a client.

No doubt Mr. Galt can understand the natural civic spirit.

Gee, I can.

Now, take the loading of that ore.

That bears out the prophecies of a man somewhat ahead of his time.

We've got the whole town watching us.

Yeah.

That's the third ship of this week.

Yes, sir. I've always contended there was gold on that ranch.

Like fun you did.

He's always heard the words and follows-up and found it.

Who found it?

A fella named Plummer, the boss of the ranch.

They say there's Eastern capital backing him.

Pardon me, but how can I get to the Gold Bar Ranch?

Why, miss?

I'd be only too glad to drive you up in my car.

How far is it?

Well, there's one of the trucks of the Gold Bar Ranch getting ready to start.

Now they might take you.

I think you'd be more comfortable with me.

I'll try the truck, thank you just the same.

- Plumgate, you are a darn old fool! - What?

- Are you going to the Gold Bar Ranch? - That's right.

- I'd like to go back with you. - Huh?

Oh, wait a minute, sister. I can't do that.

Ever heard of Bay Patron?

- Yeah, what about it? - Well...

- Okay, okay... - Will you get my bags, please?

Hey, look Bob, get the lady's bag.

By this way.

Hey, Mac, open up. What do yo want me to do? Hurdle the latching?

Looks like a prison camp with those guards and that fence.

Well, if we didn't have done, sister,

we'd have every desert rat in the state trying to muscle in on it.

Out of the way, stupid.

Right this way.

- Who is that? - Quiet out-of-the-way sweetheart.

You'll find him right in there.

Hey, wait a minute.

Who are you?

Uh... this is Eddie's sister.

- Who told you she was Eddie's sister? - I did.

Who sent for you?

Well, it's quite obvious that you didn't.

I came to take care of my brother.

Who told you he needed care?

We'll resume the cross-examination later. Do you mind?

Eddie!

- Aren't you glad to see me? - How'd you find me?

Well, let's talk about that later. I came to help you, Eddie..

How'd you find me?

A girl named Bay Patron looked me up.

She got your message but couldn't come 'cause she's being watched.

What makes you think nobody's watching you?

Listen, Selton, we got to get rid of this dame quick.

You keep out of this.

I'm not gonna let her bring every federal dick in the country down on us.

I think he's right, Selton.

Who asked you to think?

Baby, let me take you to where you can get a doctor,

where I can take care of you.

Not when I've got 500 grand worth of gold in this joint.

Get out of here!

I'm not leaving you until you're well again.

Here, drink this.

Maybe it's a break at that. They're after him, not us.

She can patch him up and get him out of here.

And he will be off us and the gold.

- Get me? - Yeah.

But how are you gonna come for her while she's here?

Easy.

We'll make her somebody else's sister.

Mine.

Come in.

How do you do?

- You lawyer Galt? - Yes, what can I do for you?

I've got a claim I want you to handle for me.

Reckon you want the retaining fee in advance, hey?

It's customary.

Go ahead. We can talk.

Any news from Perkett?

Well, not much so far, except that I'm pretty sure

that Selton's gang is working at the Gold Bar Ranch.

Whether Selton is there himself, I don't know.

You've got to find out.

We can't move in on them till we're sure of getting Selton.

It would take a Houdini to crack that place.

I've got to figure out a way of doing it without overplaying my hand.

Oh, by the way,

a girl came in here a couple of days ago posing as Plummer's sister.

- The fellow who runs the ranch. - Plummer, heh?

I'll check on it.

But it's a cinch that name is as phoney as the mine.

Well, tell Perkett I'll get on the ranch

somehow within the next 24 hours, 'though I don't know why.

Oh, thank you very much.

I'll look out to your claim and let you know in a couple of days.

I'm much obliged. I'll drop back then.

That's what I call a real lawyer.

That's the first law money I've seen around here in years.

My young friend, I wonder if I've any chance you can spare that bill.

I give you my word I'll pay you back.

Don't you lend it to him. You'll never see it again.

Oh, will you keep your nose out of my business, Hiram?

You got your nose in his business, ain't you?

Hiram, it sounds like you got a customer.

And what a customer!

Say...

you look kind of tired.

This is where I come in.

Kind of likes that gal, I guess.

- Something I can do for you, ma'am? - Yes, gas.

- Any particular color? - What's the difference?

Well, one's blue and one's red.

I think the blue would be more becoming.

By all means, make it blue, but hurry.

Yes, ma'am. We aim to please. Uh... service is our motto.

- How do you like it out here? - Everything moves so fast I'm dazzled.

Especially by your sun.

Oh, you'd look grand with a coat of Nevada tan.

What part of the East do you come from?

Why do you think I come from the East?

Oh, I don't know. Just something about you, I guess.

I'd say that you came from New York or... Chicago?

If you don't mind, I'm in a hurry.

Well, your tank isn't full yet. I've only got nine gallons in.

How far is it to Reno?

About 36 miles.

Then, nine is enough.

Oops! Sorry, it's ten now.

How is your oil?

How much do I owe you?

Uh... look... uh... say... ten about... that's blue...

That would be 2.57 with tax.

Yep, keep the change.

Now, here's where I come in.

Young lady, this is how lawyer Galt earns his tip.

He does the work and he's who takes the money.

Somehow you seem more natural to me as a garage man than a lawyer.

Feel she's quite silly, isn't she?

Yeah, has been in town a couple of days and she's off to Reno already.

Do you think she'd come here again on a hitch?

- No, I don't think so. - Well, what's she gonna Reno for?

Might be interesting to find out.

Will you please call the airport again

and ask if any further words come about the plane.

- I'll be in the Casino. - Certainly.

Number 19, on the red.

You play, young lady?

Excuse me.

Well, this is a coincidence!

Is it?

You seem a man of so many accomplishments:

garage attendant, lawyer and now gambler.

I'm not surprised to see you here.

- Playing a favorite number? - No, I play a field.

I used to play the field.

Now I think I'll concentrate on... about twenty one, I think.

- Twenty two. - 27 is the number and it's red.

Some days you can't make a dime.

What's the difference? You're in a gold mine.

Are you just along for the ride or are you gonna play this game?

Just watch me.

This is one time I can do it.

22, black, wins.

I learned the secret of the system from a dying Indian chief.

One thing he taught me was to always quit when I am winning.

I like a man who takes a chance.

When I'm getting somewhere with a lucky number,

like... well, 22,

I'm not taking any chances.

Are you sure you're getting somewhere?

No, I'm not so sure.

I beg your pardon, miss.

The airport says the plane will land in 20 minutes.

Thank you.

Expecting someone? Obviously. Good night.

It's a swell night. Oh, just look at those stars.

You look at them. I'd better concentrate on the road.

Now!

Don't tell me we're out of gas.

This would have to happen out here in the wilderness.

Not a house within miles.

And not a car in sight.

What a wonderful country! What a night!

I feel 20 years younger.

That's good, you might have to walk about 20 miles.

Oh, well, let's not exert ourselves unnecessarily.

Someone is sure to come along and pick us up before morning.

There's a nip in the bag if you're cold.

No, thank you.

Listen.

What's that?

Sounds like a little wolf.

Frightened?

Hey!

- Wait a minute! - Step aside or he'll run over you!

If I ever catch up with that! That...

Thanks for trying to kill me.

Oh, hello. It's you!

At first I thought it was one of those holdups.

Something happened to your car?

Yes, out of gas.

Uh-huh. You didn't want me to fill it up this afternoon.

- You got a siphon? - No.

A tow rope?

Haven't you got anything?

Yeah, a big heart.

Just to prove it, I'll drive you home.

No, no, we couldn't think of troubling you.

Can you send someone back with some gas?

Oh, no, we've got to get to the ranch right away. Get your bag.

Oh, maybe you'd better get in first. Your boyfriend is rather plump.

I might not be able to shift gears.

Comfortable?

Oh, very.

You know, I don't even know your name.

Virginia Plummer, and this is Mr. Reynolds.

Mr. Reynolds, this is Mr. Galt, attorney general of Quartzburg.

How are you?

When he isn't selling bad gasoline.

Well, it pays to be versatile in these hard times.

You're a mining man, Mr. Reynolds?

There it goes. You lawyers just can't help asking questions, can you?

A habit, I guess.

- How are you, Jim? - Hello, Vic.

Who's that?

The Quartzburg mouthpiece.

Thanks ever so much for the lift. Good night.

You know, I could go for a hot cup of coffee.

Oh, Jim, I want you to meet Mr. Galt. This is my brother.

Say, I'm sure glad to know you, Mr. Plummer.

We ran out of gas and Mr. Galt was kind enough to bring us in.

That's fine. Show Vic to his room, he's probably tired after such a long trip.

Thank you very much.

Mr. Plummer, you are just the fellow I wanna see.

I represent a bunch of the boys in Quartzburg

and they claim you're punching in some government's land.

That's so?

Yeah, they are all head up over your gold strike and

I guess it's only natural they like to do a litle prospecting.

I figured I can get in touch with you in a day or two

and see if we can get together to straigten this thing out.

There's nothing to straighten out.

Well, certainly wouldn't do any harm to talk the thing out.

It's early yet. Maybe we can get together tonight over a cup of coffee.

Yeah, sure, come on in.

Make us some fresh coffee, Marie.

We're having a little game, would you like to sit in?

We can talk about this clients of yours at the same time.

Sure, we would. Today is my lucky night.

Yeah? Boys, I want you to meet the legal aid of Quartzburg.

- Hello. - Hello.

I didn't know Quartzburg could afford a lawyer.

To tell you the truth, can't.

You deal, Dutch.

Say... haven't I seen you someplace before?

Ever been in Detroit?

No. I got an uncle back there. He's invented a gadget

that'll cut down 20% on gasoline consumption.

Oh, that's swell. Well, maybe I saw you in Chicago.

Ever been there?

No. Might have been Frisco.

Skip it. $25 sitting, Galt.

All right.

Now, what's on your mind?

Well, as I was saying, my clients sort of feel that

this is government's land and they're entitled to prospect, okay.

Cut the cards.

You're a pretty sick man.

It's about time you sent for me.

Doctor, you'll pull him through, won't you?

If I do, he'll have you to thank for it. You get me some hot water, please.

Pair of jacks, trey shown, possible straight and a clean, jacks.

You're high.

Naturally, if this ranch does include a slice of government's land,

as my client says, your deed must be faulty.

Five bucks. Just who are this clients of yours?

Oh, they're some well-known characters you heard about.

I'll tilt that ten.

- I'm out. - I'm staying.

You play like you had a joker in the hole.

Your ten and... I'll boost you 25.

Suppose we did have a little government's land in the ranch.

What then?

Well, I could get a court order and make you open the ranch up.

I could make a lot of trouble for you.

I'll see that 25 and... just charge a ten again.

That's me, huh?

I don't let anybody make trouble for me.

Your ten and... ten better.

I might postpone action on my clients case,

but I thought there's a chance of coming to an amicable settlement.

I call you.

Maybe we could have that.

- Jacks up here. - Not enough. Three little treys.

Don't let him win.

I've never seen a mouthpiece yet that good and rookie.

You can't beat him.

You're collecting a pretty hefty settlement here, Galt.

Well, let's call it a little barn. Just hosting for a future appearance.

Okay, I've had enough.

You can quit winner tonight.

Maybe I'll drop in and see you at your office sometime.

Listen, fellas, I'd like to give a chance to get back at me.

We can get back at you anytime we want to.

I'll catch you in. We're closing up for the night now.

Yes, I suppose you gold miners have to get up pretty early in the morning.

I'll tell you what.

I'll drop by tomorrow and see you. I'll save you a trip into Quartzburg.

Well, you ran out on me.

No, I had to get our guest comfortably settled.

Looks like I'm gonna see a lot of you from now on.

I'm gonna do some law business for the ranch.

How fun! Then you won't have to sell so much of that water gasoline.

Good night.

Good night.

Hey, Galt!

- You forgot your winnings. - Oh, thanks ever so much.

Well, so long fellas. Good night again.

I can almost swear I've seen that guy somewhere before.

He don't look like a small-town lawyer to me.

- It's that man again. - Yeah.

These are battle horses. The're all like that.

Hi, fellas.

Hey, Jim, where'd you find the deed of this ranch?

I thought you lawyers knew everything.

Well, that's something you wanted to say.

Oh, never mind, I'll find it.

This guy's getting in my hair.

If I had any sense, I'd let him have it the night he eased in here.

Listen here. We're gonna have a showdown on this guy Galt right now.

What's the matter? Is he... is he wise enough?

Not yet, but he will if he keeps hanging around.

That sister of yours sure pulled a smart play bringing Galt here.

She didn't bring him here. You did.

Well, I had to look him over after she brought him this far, didn't I?

But I didn't give him a season ticket.

He's bedded down for keeps.

He's done everything, but take the clock apart.

Virginia's got a rod.

Let her string him along until we get the gold out.

You're not the only one in this. I'm in it too.

The trouble is you're too sick to know what's going on.

But I'm not too sick to give you orders and see that you carry them out.

Now, listen, gorilla, you had this ranch locked up tighter than a drum.

You were so anxious to keep things undercover

that every move you made look suspicious.

Now Virginia's got the sight on that guy and he won't find out a thing.

Now, take it easy Ed. Get out, Jim.

Let him get some rest.

He'll get plenty of rest if that gobby mouth ever gets wise to him.

I wish I wouldn't let Galt off the first time I ever saw him.

Now, don't do anything rash and bring the whole country down on us.

He look harmless enough to me.

I don't like him. I'm going to get him, no matter what he thinks.

Hey, you listen to me.

You do anything I tell you not to do and it'll be the last thing you ever do.

- Get tired? - Oh, no, I like it.

Let's try over that way toward the mine.

Oh, no, that... that's such an interesting country.

Let's try that trail.

Two bits for your thoughts.

Oh, you don't rate yourself very highly.

They're about you.

Well, now you've got me. I'm afraid to ask how I stand,

at least until you know how you rate with me.

You know that I went overboard for you the day I saw you get off that bus?

Oh, I bet you meet all the buses.

Oh, wait a minute, I mean it.

Every time I get serious with you, you run out on me.

- Well, then let's not get serious. - All right.

Come on, tell me all about yourself.

Oh, no, that would be serious.

Virginia...

Virginia...

What's the matter? What's happened to Viriginia?

Her horse fell with her.

I heard some shooting up here. Was it you?

I'm not in the habit of shooting at myself.

Give me a lift.

Just hold that.

You pin right here. That's it.

- There... is it better? - Oh, much better.

Mr. Reynolds, you've done that job just like a professional.

Yeah, well, after three years of prospecting in South American jungles,

a man learns to treat everything from a snakebite to a broken neck.

I'll bet you do. You must've had some great experiences.

What I can't figure out is why anyone would take a shot at us.

Probably one of those clients of yours

got tired seeing you hanging around this ranch.

- Do you think that's it? - Sure.

And you'd better be careful in Quartzburg too.

All the rest of your customers may start taking potshots at you.

Mmm, there's a lot in what you say.

Perhaps you better stay away for a while, Dick.

Hello, Dutch. Been hunting?

Yeah.

It is an idea. Maybe I wanna get myself one of these.

Or can I borrow this?

Hey, it's a nice gun.

Gotta clean it after you get through using it.

We don't bother cleaning guns around here.

When you're through snooping, you can drive back to Quartzburg

and stay there.

Oh, come on now, Jim. I'm the one who'd have to be peeved, not you.

We had a date to go dancing Reno tonight.

- I don't suppose you feel like it now. - Oh, I certainly do.

I'll drive in around 7:00 and meet you at your office.

Swell, I'll be waiting.

Well, so long.

Who fired those shots?

Did you, Plummer?

No.

Then who did?

Oh, gee, Eddie! I knew Jim here didn't like that bird and I tried to get him.

But he was riding fast. It was a long shot.

Oh! So you're trying to do your best for Jimmy, huh?

Sure!

Well, that's great. Plummer, crack him down!

You heard me?

From now on you'll know who's giving orders around here.

I tell you I'm sure that fellow Reynolds is a doctor.

It's my hunch that Selton is at the ranch

and Reynolds is up there to patch him up.

Besides, that check is for the stuff the girl got at the drugstore.

Say, that might explain why she's there.

- Maybe she's a nurse. - Maybe.

And maybe not.

She look anything like this?

Oh, that's the girl.

She's Eddie Selton's sister.

Selton's sister!

Your hunch was right.

Selton is at the ranch.

We'll move in tonight.

- Has this girl a record? - No.

Why?

Oh, nothing.

She's coming up here. I had a date to take her to Reno tonight.

Then, keep it. If you break it now, they're liable to get suspicious.

I'll have Perkett and his men here at midnight.

Right.

Ah, there you are!

Let's meet my client, Mr. Grover, Miss Plummer.

- How do you do? - Pleased to meet you, miss.

Don't you worry, Mr. Grover,

we have a perfect case and I'll be on the job for you.

I hope so.

- Good night. - Good night.

- How do you feel? - Oh, I'm all right.

But, Dick, you'll have to stay away from the ranch, for a while, anyway.

What in the world is the matter with everybody out there?

Well, you see, Dick, gold does strange things to people.

Jim's terribly nervous with so many strangers always hanging around the gate,

trying to get on the ranch and insisting they have the right to prospect.

Well, he's just suspicious of everybody.

I tried to come to some friendly understanding with him,

but he wouldn't listen to me.

Oh, he's upset. It's not only you.

He's fighting with everybody on the place.

Why don't you tell me what's really worrying you?

I wish I could.

Well, are we going to Reno or not?

I'll say we are. Let's get started.

You the wild and Wooly West.

This morning my horse was shot from under me.

And tonight I'm walking all over your feet.

There they are dancing.

He's a fancy stepper, all right.

- Ah, come on, let's go back to the bar. - Wait a minute.

We'll be here and no back.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

- Good evening. - Oh, Bennie, I left my purse in the car.

No, you didn't. Here it is.

Excelent.

You can have your Chicago and you can have your New York,

but just give Judy little old Reno.

After I get my divorce, baby, we'll give it back to the Indians.

Bennie, look, it's Bill Fenwick.

Ah, where?

Right there, dancing with the girl in the black dress.

Well, can you beat that?

You're gonna check your coat. We'll surprise him.

This may be the last time we dance together.

What's that?

I'll be leaving you in about a week.

What do you mean leaving me?

What do you say if we check out of here?

But Dick, I thought you like dancing.

Well, I do, but if you're leaving in about a week,

I'm not gonna share you with the crowd. Come on.

Hi, Bill Fenwick of all people!

- Gee! It's grand to see you. - How are you, counselor?

Sorry, but I'm afraid you have the wrong party.

Eh?

Our mistake, old man. From the side, you did look like a friend of ours.

Say, what is this?

Uh, will you forgive the little lady, mister?

She's been battling a pretty high average of mistakes lately.

Come, on Judy.

Excuse us.

She's as high as a kite.

If someone else looks like me, heaven help him!

Now you're fishing.

You saw that, didn't you?

You mean that big redhead over there?

No, you lug. I mean them two: that praised Galt and Ed's sister.

They got the cold shoulder from him.

- So what? - So I don't know what.

Yet.

If that wasn't Bill Fenwick, I'm Dizzy Dean.

You're a dizzy dame.

Listen, when a guy plays dead, you walk right on, see?

I don't know what his racket is, but that's his business, not ours.

Furthermore...

Say, what's the big idea?

Take it easy, brother, it was something that we wanna find out.

Beat it.

This table is too crowded.

Oh, what do you know?

We brought company with us, too.

Did you get it, brother?

What's on your mind?

What do you know about this guy Galt?

Galt?

Yes, you know, the guy you were talking to a minute ago over that table.

Why, it was Bill Fenwick.

Shut up!

Oh, don't shut up, sister. Keep right on talking.

Come on spell it, who is this guy?

Well, we knew him, but... we didn't get on very well, did we?

That girl who thought she kew you, she was rather pretty.

I didn't even notice. You've spoiled me for other girls.

Here they are.

I think we oughta blast them right here.

Not me. I got crowned once for firing withour orders.

- You try it. - I'm driving, ain't I?

All right, we'll see Plummer first.

Come on, Dutch.

Listen, Jimmy.

- Eddie's sister double-crosses. - Yeah?

That name Galt is a phony.

His right name is Fenwick.

He's the brother of the fed that Eddie got back in Chicago.

I knew that guy wasn't right.

A stool pigeon sister of Selton's.

- You guys with me? - Yeah.

Come on!

Come on. Adams, Dutch...

Stay just as you are, Selton.

Up, Reynolds.

What's this Jim?

Shut up, shove this bed over.

Come on, Adams. Lift up those boards.

You, Larring, get that stuff down in the car.

Dutch, you pack up some clothes. Hurry it up, all of you!

I'm the wheels of this mob from now on.

I told you what you were heading us into, Selton.

But now you know it all.

The right name of that shyster your sister brought down here is Fenwick.

A big mouthpiece from Chicago.

And he is the brother of that fed you knocked over.

You are a liar!

Sure I am, sure.

So I'm going to leave you here and let you find out the truth.

All by yourself.

Which side of the fence are you on, Vic?

Why, yours of course, Jim.

Okay, I'm gonna make a package out of this guy

that the feds won't have any trouble carrying away.

Come on, pull up one of those sheets.

You wanna go back to the ranch right away?

Oh, I don't want to, but I have to.

Come on we've to get that funny car of yours.

And...

I see you tomorrow?

Dick, promise me you won't go to the ranch again.

I think your brother's gonna change his mind about me.

- I'm sure he won't. - Oh, yes he will.

Oh, please, if you take a look there it'd mean trouble for me.

Well, there's...

one thing I wanted to avoid.

Virginia, there's something I wanna tell you.

But first there's something that has to be done.

And it's gonna be done tonight, one way or another.

I'll be able to tell you all about it tomorrow.

But why tomorrow?

Well, because tomorrow is a beautiful way to say goodbye to yesterdays and todays.

Because this has anything to do with the ranch?

In a way.

- It's my brother. - Plummer means nothing to me.

Besides, I know he's not your brother.

Dick, what are you doing?

Are you crazy?

I'm doing this because I love you and I don't want you to get hurt.

Dick! Dick! Open the door, please! Let me out of here, please!

Open this door!

It's about time you got home.

That confounded telephone of yours has been keeping the whole town up.

Reno has been calling up every five minutes.

Get the other heap out. Divide the gold, put half in each car.

You drive the second one. We'll meet at Natalie's garage.

Look, fill the tanks. We don't wanna have to stop for gas.

All right.

Yes, this is... This is Mr. Galt.

I have no idea, Bill. We just...

They made us tell them everything.

I'm dreadfully sorry.

So am I. Thanks for calling.

- Virginia! Wait! - Who's gonna pay for my door?

- Shame! Who are you, Galt? - Never mind about that now.

I don't care who you are, Dick. I know you're all right.

You have to move fast. I've been uncovered.

Uncovered, huh? How?

I'll explain it on the way. Step on it.

What's going on?

- How about it? Y'all set? - Almost.

Well, hurrry it up!

- We're all set, Jim. - Okay, come on, let's go, doc.

There's a car coming.

Yeah?

Welcome home!

Where's your cop, you dirty little stool pigeon?

Get your hands off me!

Pretty smart, ain't you? But not smart enough!

I'm gonna mock you, say, when that Fenwick see that--

Wait a minute, Jim.

How about taking her along with us? For protection.

It's a brainwave, I bet that.

Sweetheart, I hope you're bulletproof.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Eddie!

Tell that rat hiding behind you

that you didn't even hear them plant a federal dick on me.

Tell him that Galt is only a Quartzburg town lawyer.

Eddie, listen!

A woman recognized him in Reno. She called him Bill Fenwick.

But I'm--

Then, it's true. You lied to me.

You came here to spy on me, to frame me,

but you're not getting away with it.

Eddie, listen to me!

Didn't I beg you to leave here in the first place, before I ever knew him?

Well, you know who he is now, don't you?

You ratted on me, the way they're all ratting on me.

The way everybody's ratting out on me.

Eddie you've got to believe me.

Go on. Act some more.

Uh, you stepped on this... this weasel Galt.

No, you don't need to say it.

Sticks out all over your map.

Well, you did a sweet job for him. How does he feel about you, huh?

Well...

I guess that doesn't matter much now.

But I don't want him hurt. I don't want you hurt, either.

Somebody's gonna get more than hurt.

Stay up there, Selton.

Still scaring me, huh?

Scaring a sick guy with empty hands.

So you're in love with a cop.

- Yes. - Get out of here.

Get back in that car and beat it.

Wait a minute. Do you know any more jokes?

She's my pass through her boyfriend's line.

- Come on. - All right, go ahead, ride out on me.

Among fighters, I was a fighter,

but among scum like you, I'm a king, yeah.

I dare you to shoot it out with me.

Oh, Eddie, don't!

- Should I let her go-- - Listen you, rat!

All of you!

What were you when I picked you up?

Cheap crooks, moochers, petty larceny pickpockets...

Do you think that poolroom creeper can lead you anywhere but to the pen?

No, okay you asked for it.

Get out! He's got a gun!

Take some men around to the west side.

Henry, come back here!

You and Harry go get around them back.

Watch the road. And if you see anything moving, let them have it.

Come on.

Virginia!

Drop that gun. And reach.

Fenwick, huh?

Come closer Fenwick, closer.

You hear that, Selton?

They're shooting your men down outside.

Yeah, well, that's played. They're loaded down with my gold!

No cop'll ever get me. No!

I'm still king!

Sure you're king. Except that your throne is all wired for you.

What are you talking about?

No, you're crazy about my sister, ain't you?

You don't wanna see me fry, do you?

Listen, I'll give myself up to you. You're a big-shot mouthpiece.

You'll get me off with a short rap.

But... I want no part of that chair.

You remember my brother?

Sure, sure I remember, but you're awful quick though, ain't you?

I can get your plenty of dough.

Beat this rap for me.

This is one rap that even I can't square for you.

How many times you thought of going to the chair, Selton?

Shut up!

You knew all the time I was after you, didn't you?

Knew wasn't any place you could turn. No friends, no rest, no sleep.

Reward staring in the face every place you went.

Every cop dreaming of turning you in.

Well, I'm taking in this time myself.

- What? - You're through, Selton.

Through mowing down bank turds who didn't have a chance.

What if they didn't put their hands up?

I had to drill 'em, didn't I?

Shit, doc... doc, Jim, Dutch, Adams... where are--?

Outside, being shot down like rats.

Rats!

Fenwick! Hey, Fenwick!

Take it easy, Bill.

Come on, boys.

Just shocked, she wasn't hit.

- Let's get her inside. - Not in there.

We got Plummer and the rest, but Selton...

He's inside.

You got him?

Somebody beat me to it.

- Will you get me a car, please? - All right, Mr. Fenwick.

He was my brother.

I know.

Remember what I told you about saying goodbye to yesterday?

And about tomorrow?

It is tomorrow.

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