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[MUSIC PLAYING]
-Why don't you leave me alone, Slinger?
-Because I don't believe you really want me to, Angela.
-You're always going away and coming back,
expecting to find me waiting.
Where do you go?
-Why don't you come with me and find out?
Leave Bitter Water and that drunken old man of yours.
Don't make me catch you again.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Want to know why I came back this time, Angie?
I came back for you.
-You don't love me.
All you want are those fancy guns of yours.
-They take good care of me, and you, too, wherever we go.
Raleigh, Carson City, Saint Louis.
They get you all the fancy trimmings
and the high heeled shoes.
-That's what you promise.
You don't think anymore of me than you
do that buckskin out there.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-I can have the buckskin, too.
All I have to do is get it.
-Be back by noon and we'll meet the stagecoach.
-What if your old man made it?
Let him take the suckers.
Yeah.
I can have you like I can have that buckskin.
All I gotta do is catch it.
-Yeah?
Then catch me, too!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
LON (VOICEOVER): I'm seeing the stagecoach coming,
and I was heading for town like always, to tell Doc and Angie.
But I sure didn't feel right about it, the Doc
and his daughter gambling that way
with folks who came through.
A Doc can make a good living if he tried.
You know I had a funny feeling this day,
like something pretty bad was going to happen.
I don't, maybe just as well a man can't see too far ahead.
-Greetings, greetings and salutations.
The dust of the ages has settled upon you.
Oh I trust we have another passenger?
-You might say that Doc, and then again you might not.
The bird's inside.
-Oh.
Welcome, welcome to Bitter Water.
-You can rest your legs here a spell mister,
I got a wheel to fix before we move on to Carson City.
-This is the only place to wait?
From the looks of this metropolis
a man could take three steps and be in the middle of nowhere.
-Oh not exactly sir, not exactly.
There is the local tavern right there,
presided over by a genial gentleman who we call
the Nevada Nightingale.
He will, I'm sure sir, be delighted to cater
to the needs of the inner man.
My name is Medley, Doctor James Goldsboro Medley,
at your service.
-Nevada?
How's he going to take him at poker
if Miss Angie isn't here yet?
Gee, I was getting worried Miss Angie.
-The population, as you can see sir, is numerically small,
but the quality is high, very high.
-I ain't gonna live here, so don't bother to tell me.
How long is it going to take you to fix that wheel?
-Don't go too far, sometimes I fix a wheel fast.
-Whatcha doing?
-Playing.
-Playing what?
-Ralphie, Ralphie you get away from her.
-I'm not hurting him, Mrs. Adams.
-I don't want you talking to my boy.
-But mom!
-Hush up.
Thank the Lord we only have to come
to this town once a month for a visit.
Your ma'd turn in her grave if she knew what you were like.
-What am I like?
-Everybody for 40 miles around knows what you're like.
Well, are you going to take my money,
or sit there stupid like waiting on this trash?
-All right now Mrs. Adams.
Come now Ralphie.
-Are you planning on staying long Mr. Cranson?
-Just long enough to get that wheel fixed.
It seems to me like it was working fine.
-Nevada. Nevada!
A little hospitality if you please.
Nevada this is Mr. Cranston from Philadelphia.
He is traveling in ladies wear.
-Oh now ain't that interesting.
I never seen a man in ladies wear before.
-Oh now, now.
Well sir, here is to your very good health.
-Is this a private game, or can anybody get in?
The Doc told me this was a friendly town.
-Oh I beg your pardon, so stupid of me, I'm sure.
I should have introduced you.
This is my very good friend Mr., Mr.--
-Cranston.
-Mr. Cranston, yes, of Philadelphia.
-I wouldn't mind a hand or two, it might break up the monotony.
You think I got time, Miss?
-Oh I assure you sir the stage won't leave without you.
-Cut and deal.
You want in, Doc?
-No, no thank you my dear.
I have got a couple of patients to see.
-You Nevada?
-Just you and me, huh Miss--
-Miss Angela.
-How much can we bet?
Say uh table stakes?
-If you want to.
-Well I'll bet say $10.
-I'll call your bet Mr. Cranston.
How many cards?
-I'll take two, not that I need them.
-Three.
Your bet Mr. Cranston.
-Say $20.
-I'll call your 20 .
And I'll raise you 50.
-$50?
That's an awful lot.
-You don't have to call.
You asked for table stakes and you got it.
-How dare you.
How dare you raise my three aces when
you only had a pair of fours.
-You have no right to look at my cards.
You didn't pay for the privilege.
-You cheated.
-I don't cheat Mr. Cranston.
I play character.
You were beat before you started.
I figured you had no nerve and you proved it.
Now get out of here.
-Get out?
Look, I want my money!
[GUNSHOT]
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-Get that tin horn outta here.
I said get him out!
-Yes, Mr. Slinger.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-Well start playing.
I like your music.
What's the matter?
Aren't you going to thank me for taking care of the sucker?
What do you say Doc?
-I say don't you stay away from here.
You and your filthly guns!
-Yeah, they're beautiful, aren't they?
Can't tell one from the other.
-I could have handled him without shooting.
-Maybe you're right.
Maybe it's no good for your business,
shooting up the customers.
Give you and Doc a bad name.
-Angela my dear, it's time to go home.
It's getting late.
-Late?
Oh that's no way to talk, Doc.
I picked up a few bucks in Raleigh yesterday.
How about arranging a little game for me?
-No thank you, we're not interested.
And why don't you stay in Raleigh?
All you ever do here is cause trouble.
-Not everybody feels that way.
Do they, Angela?
Angela?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
You haven't thanked me yet, honey.
-You're wasting your time Slinger.
-We have lots of time.
-Trash!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
You heard me, trash!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-Well Ralphie my boy.
And how are you today?
Oh something for your cough no doubt.
-No sir, I've got a sliver in my finger.
-Sliver?
Oh well that ought to be simple.
Wel'l take care of that right away.
-You got the wrong finger Doc.
This one.
-This one?
Oh extraordinary.
You're the first little boy I've ever
seen with eight fingers on one hand.
-You're not drinking, are you Doc?
-Drinking?
My dear boy I never drink during office hours.
Now steady, steady.
You know you're much too big a boy to be worried
about a little bit of a teensy weensy splinter like that.
-If my ma knew you was drinking and I was here--
-My dear boy you run home and tell your mother
that Dr. Medley was drinking like a fish.
-You'll do no such thing.
You can't have that sliver taken out Ralphie?
You'll have it taken out.
Give me the tweezers.
Which finger?
-This one.
-All right.
I'm sorry.
-May I be of help?
-Yeah, I guess you can.
-Now let's have a look.
That's quite a cough you've got there son.
-Ralphie!
Ralphie, what are you doing here?
Now you run along home.
Run fast.
You keep your drunken hands off my boy, you hear?
Keep 'em off.
-That's quite a cough your boy has there madam.
-I know what he's got.
What's your name?
-Merritt.
Doctor Bruce Merritt.
-A doctor!
Oh thank the Lord.
Maybe somebody with some decency.
Maybe you come just in time.
Them, them Medleys.
You and your daughter both, you're
beneath contempt and beyond redemption.
-My dear madam I-- Well, well Dr. Merritt it's
a great pleasure to see you I'm sure.
I'm Medley, Dr. Medley.
-Dr. Medley.
-Yes.
And this is my daughter, Angela.
Angela, this is Dr. Merritt.
-Miss Medley.
-Guess you couldn't come at a better time, Dr. Merritt.
You just passing through?
-Well hardly.
-Angela my dear, would you be kind enough
my dear to go in and brew a pot of coffee for Dr. Merritt?
Dr. Merritt we didn't expect you quite so soon.
But we'd be very happy to have you join us in a cup of coffee.
-I missed the stage at Raleigh and spent my last few dollars
to buy my horse out there.
I was anxious to get here as soon as possible.
-Why?
-I'm the one who answered the advertisement.
I'm the one who bought this.
-Bought what, Dr. Merritt?
-Perhaps this clipping from the Boston transcript can explain.
-For sale to physician with ambition.
Private practice, well-established
in thriving city of Bitter Water, Nevada Territory.
Applicant must be of good character,
sober, and willing to work hard.
-Dr. Medley, can you honestly say
this practice is worth $250?
-Of course it is my dear boy, of course it is.
-Say Doc, you left your cane at the saloon.
I thought you might want it for going
around and seeing your patients Doc.
-Thank you Lon, thank you.
That is very kind of you.
May I present my associate and colleague, Dr. Merritt.
-So you're going to help old Doc, huh?
I got a real nice place for you, yes-sirree.
Real nice, right next to the stables.
I'll go and fix it up right away for you sir.
-I doubt if you have even a nickle left of me $250.
-My dear boy, I, I--
-Look--
-Don't need to explain.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-Yes sir that Doc Merrit sure is a fine gentleman.
Got him fixed up pretty as all get out.
Gave him that old pack room of yours, Mr. Slinger.
Same old bunk you used, and a couple of blankets.
You should have seen Miss Angie looking at him, eyes
shining like lily in a frog pond.
Never seen anything like it.
I reckon Mr. Slinger don't like my cooking.
His favorite dish, too.
-Sorry to bust in on you like this, Doctor.
But my daughter just wouldn't give me
a minute's rest until I brung her in.
It's like I told you, we just can't stop her growing.
-Oh I see.
-Well when I have a chance to get a little better organized
here I'll give her a more thorough examination.
In the meantime I don't think you
have a thing to worry about.
-Nothing to worry about?
She's getting to the marrying time.
Look Doctor, Bitter Water's a little place.
And when a girl don't get picked early
she just don't get married.
And that's a fact, Doctor.
-I understand.
-Good evening, Miss Angela.
Meanwhile Doctor, we'll be seeing
you when you're settled better.
We always pay our debts.
-I came to tell you sorry I am about what happened.
We'll pay the $250 when the stage comes in.
Then you can go someplace else.
-I'm sorry I left in such a hurry today.
I guess I was a little disappointed.
-You had a right to be.
You thought you were taking up a good practice.
It was once.
I see Lon got you fixed up all right.
-I guess we could sit here and talk.
-Dr. Merritt, Bitter Water's not a bad place.
There's some very nice people here.
-Yes I've met some of them.
Why did that woman talk to you and your father
the way she did today?
-It doesn't matter.
What I mean is, you're not staying, and--
-And what?
-Well even if you did stay you wouldn't get rich.
-I didn't enter medicine to get rich, Miss Medley.
-I didn't mean that the way it sounded.
-So long as I can remember I've wanted to be a doctor
and help ease some of the suffering I see.
Does that sound too idealistic?
-No.
I remember Doc saying the exact same words, a long time ago.
Don't let anything spoil your dreams, Dr. Merritt.
-What about your dreams?
-Mine kind of slipped away along with Doc's, I guess.
You didn't say if you was staying or not.
-You said that as though you wanted me to.
-I don't know, I don't know.
Oh please don't do that.
Are you going to stay or aren't you?
-Things have been happening so quickly,
I'm not sure what I'm going to do.
I just haven't had time to think things out.
-Don't bother, I'll do it for you.
-Go away, Slinger.
-How about you, you want me to go away?
-I don't even know who you are.
-Go on, honey.
Tell him.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-You oughta be proud of yourself.
-Angie he's not your kind!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-How much money have we got?
-Money?
-Yes, how much of it have we got left?
$38.
We've got to have $250 by tomorrow night.
-250?
For what?
-For Dr. Merritt.
I'm playing poker once more, then
we're through meeting the stage forever.
I've got to pay him back.
Then I'll know if he'll stay.
If he stays it'll be for another reason.
Oh Doc, I'm tired pretending I don't care.
This is my one chance at happiness, please help me.
Everything we value seems to have
slipped through our fingers.
Maybe it isn't too late to pick up the broken pieces.
Please say it isn't too late.
-Oh baby.
Of course it isn't too late.
It's never too late.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-I've been looking for you all morning.
-Why?
-Well at least to thank you for getting me to my room
last night.
You see when I came to you'd already gone.
How much do you belong to Slinger?
How much.
-I don't know.
Tell me, do you think it's possible for someone to change?
I mean, to start all over again?
-I wouldn't be much of a doctor if didn't have
that much faith in human nature.
-Oh I have to get into town.
I have to go.
-Do you really want to change?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-I have $150 here.
High cards for $100, what do you say?
-Ma'am, we don't have 100 and sense between us.
-Doc, Doc, keep Dr. Merritt out of here, no matter what.
Please, Doc.
-Miss Angie made $150 Mr. Slinger.
-You're still $100 short to pay Merritt.
-How did you know?
-Doc told me and I told him.
I didn't mean no harm, Miss Angie.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-If you want that 100 you'll play for it.
Anything wrong with my money.
-Nothing that's not wrong with you.
-Don't talk to me like that.
You've still got my brand on you,
whether you like it or not.
-Cut.
-Raise you 50.
-I didn't say we were playing table stakes.
-You didn't say we weren't.
-I'll call.
-How many?
-One.
-You must have gotten something good.
Like two pair.
I'll have one with you.
You know, if I get it and you don't, you're
not going to be able to pay off Merritt.
Tough, ain't it?
-You raised.
Bet.
-Looks like you've got about $90 there.
That's my bet.
$90.
-You're called.
-Now what, Angie?
-I'm sorry Miss Angie.
I guess I talk too much.
-That's all right, Lon.
-Slinger!
You switched decks on me.
Every one of those cards is marked.
You cheated me!
-Sure.
-I've come to get my money.
-That's what I figured.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-Frankly Dr. Medley I can't understand
your sudden need for a physical checkup.
I'd say you're in fine shape.
Although I did notice the effect of success
imbibation of ethyl hydrate.
-Yes of course that's, that's the water out here.
-Not the water Dr. Whiskey, too much of it.
-My dear boy, I only drink for medicinal purposes.
-Well I'm going over to Nevada's and get something to eat.
-No, no don't do that. Don't do that!
-Why not?
-Well because you--
-Doc, Doc!
Miss Angie's in trouble, over at the saloon.
Real trouble.
Real trouble, Slinger's room.
-Let me out of here.
-I can remember when you weren't in such a hurry.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
What do you want?
-I was told you were in trouble.
-Wait a minute.
While you're here, here's your money.
We always pay our bills.
-I didn't come for the money.
Next time keep the door locked.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-I can explain.
It's not what you think.
-It isn't?
-Get out.
Go on, get out.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-Angie.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-You Merritt?
-Yes.
-Gotta get up to the Adams'.
The boy's sick, there's something
the matter with his throat.
-That cough.
-They want you, not Medley.
Lon get my horses watered.
I got to make Raleigh by nightfall.
-Can't you take me?
I'm not familiar with this country.
-Nevermind my horse, you take him.
And you'd better hurry, Doc.
What I seen ain't good.
-We'll take Frank Bishop's horses.
They're already saddled.
-What's the matter here?
What's going on?
-They don't want you, Medley.
Go on back to the bar.
-(SINGING) The buckskin lady is always longing to see
her true love come riding to town.
And when he finds her--
Oh, hello Potter.
I thought you were up in Raleigh.
-I got back.
-(SINGING) When her true love finds her,
instead of fox skin she'll wear a white gown.
-Good evening Miss Angela.
Can I buy you a drink?
I know you played poker, but I didn't know you drank.
Sure, sure, I never knew to drink before, Miss Angela.
Why don't you and me take this bottle out and go somewhere
where it's nice and quiet, and have
a nice and quiet drink alone, huh, honey?
Come on.
-Potter.
You keep your dirty filthy hands off my daughter.
If you don't I'll--
-You'll what?
-Do what he says.
-I didn't do nothing.
-You always did look pretty coming awake.
Didn't work honey.
Merritt didn't want the money.
-Let's forget about him.
-I have.
I want you to.
-Angela.
It's getting late my darling.
I've been waiting for you, a long, long time.
Let's you and me go home together, shall we?
-No.
Angela, I swear to you.
I haven't had a drink.
I swear to you.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-What's that you call me, Nevada?
The buckskin lady?
-Uh huh.
-Just good enough to play poker in a saloon.
-That's a lie.
She's good, and she's decent.
-Ask Dr. Merritt.
He'll tell you different.
-I don't care what Merritt says, or what anybody else says.
I know my dear.
I know you're good, I know you're decent.
-I was a fool to think he'd care.
Picking up broken pieces is not for me.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
You were right.
He's not our kind.
-How much proof do you need?
They don't want me in this town and they don't want you.
-You want me, Slinger?
-We have a big world outside.
And with all the money to burn I'll
get you all those pretty things I told you about.
And nobody will know who we are.
-Slinger.
You're getting out of town.
You're getting out right away.
And you're never coming back.
If you do I'll kill you.
-Don't be a fool Doc.
When he walks out of here I go with him.
-No!
-We're getting married.
-No!
-You heard her, old man.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-Give me the money.
-What money?
-All the money you've got.
Please?
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-Boy going to be all right Doc?
What'd you put that tube in his throat for, Doc?
You cut right into his windpipe.
I couldn't watch.
-Ever hear of diphtheria, when the windpipe gets stopped up?
-No.
-Croup, you've heard of that, haven't you?
-Sure.
Doc Medley's fixed croup.
Gets through everybody around here.
Fix their kids for everything.
Brought 'em into the world and even buried some of them.
-Yeah, and now they hate him.
-And you hate him too, don't you?
And Miss Angie.
-No, I don't hate anybody.
I'm not supposed to even think about them.
-I tell ya you are.
-Huh?
-I've been meaning to tell you since yesterday.
-Tell me what?
-About Miss Angie.
She won some money to pay you back, $150 she won.
And then Slinger played her for the last 100.
He switched decks.
He stole every nickel from her.
When she found out about it she went up to get it.
She wasn't up in his room for anything else.
Just to get that money for you.
-The tube in the boy's throat, it's filling Doc.
You said to call you.
-All right.
Why didn't you tell me this before, Lon?
-I couldn't make my mind up.
-Look Lon, you get to her.
Tell her that I understand now.
Tell her that I'll-- Here.
-Doc Merritt, please sir.
-Hurry Lon.
Tell her I'll meet her in town as
soon as I can get away from here.
-Where's Miss Angie?
-Oh you saw Doc, didn't you?
-I just been up to Doc's house.
He's drunk as a coot.
Couldn't talk.
Where is she Nevada?
-She's gone.
What's that you always say Lon, about star-crossed lovers?
She left last night with Slinger.
They're up in Butte City just about now.
Getting married.
-Married!
-Hey, where you going?
Hey, Lon!
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-Well we'll get you a room someplace.
And tomorrow Carson City.
We'll take a train up to Saint Louis.
Hey, you're not listening.
What's the matter, you still thinking
of Bitter Water and Merritt?
-No.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Cloverleaf Hotel.
-Maybe it's a good beginning.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
Pull down the shade.
-Get the preacher.
-Preachers cost money.
-So does being married.
-Shouldn't have given all our money to Doc.
-Slinger.
You once told me your guns would take care of us,
wherever we went.
We need money.
Sell them.
-Sell my guns?
Are you crazy?
-Mr. and Mrs. Slinger on their honeymoon.
-What so funny about that?
-It's not funny.
It's kind of sad.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-Just stand there, don't make any trouble,
and nobody will get hurt.
Come on, come on.
-Yes sir, I'm going as fast as I can sir.
-Well stop calling him sir.
-Bring the bag over here.
Don't try giving any alarms.
-I'm sorry about the money.
-Shut up!
Get back there!
Get out.
I said get out, come on!
Come on, let's ride.
-No!
-Now please be careful.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-All right Mac, Walter, Hammit, get your horses.
I'm going to deputize you right now.
-What for?
Who's paying us?
-You paying us Latham?
-$10, $10 a man.
$20!
$20!
They're getting away.
All right $50 each man, if I get my money back.
Mercenary devils, wanting to be paid
to help catch a couple of crooks.
-Oh stop your squawking.
You're going to get your money back.
That's all that matters to you, ain't it?
-Now wait a minute.
I'm going with you.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-Well we got rid of them.
We lost them, honey.
Trust Slinger, huh?
-So what do we do now?
Carson City?
Saint Louis?
-I couldn't sell my guns.
They're all I got.
-You could sell me out.
-I got enough money here to take us anywhere.
And in style.
-Sure, sure you're going to buy me
high heels and fancy dresses.
If I wanted a hold up man I could have got one.
Why didn't you stick to your trade?
-Angie listen, I did if for you because we needed the money.
-No, not this way.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
-There they are, at the water hole.
-Slinger, don't use the guns.
Give them back the money.
-No.
-Please.
We'll only get in deeper. let's pay for the mistakes
we've made.
-So that's what you want.
You want them to send me to jail, is that what you want?
So you can go back to Merritt.
-That's not true.
We just haven't got a chance.
-Who says we ain't?
But you ain't going back to Merritt, you understand?
You ain't going back.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
I'll give them what they want.
I'll give it all to 'em.
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-Get the money.
They're getting away.
Walter, hey Hammit!
-I saw you.
Give me that bill.
-Who are we fighting anyway?
-We're through.
He got what was stolen.
That's all he paid for.
-Give it me.
Give me my money.
And I want safe conduct back to Butte City.
-What about them?
-Let somebody else worry about them.
I'm ordering you to escort me back to safety.
-All right, get on your horses.
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-We'll be in Wickenburg by night.
There's no telegraph office there, and no one will know us.
You want to stop?
-Let's keep going.
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-We gotta get to Wickenburg.
We gotta get out of here.
-Doc.
Doc!
Quit calling for him.
Who you calling for, Doc Merritt?
Is that who you're calling for?
What do you want?
-I got a letter from Doc Merritt, for Miss Angie.
-Get out of here, she doesn't want to hear from him.
-He wants you to come back Miss Angie.
-I said get out of here.
-Doc Merrit says come back.
He says come back, Miss Angie.
-No, no, no!
Lon!
Lon!
-We're getting out of here.
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-Don't touch me.
You killed an old man.
He never did anyone any harm.
-He came to take you away from me.
-So you shot him.
Go ahead and kill anyone who comes between you
and what you want.
-I want you.
-That's not true.
-You didn't really want me.
You lied about getting married to get even with Merritt.
I'll never let you go.
-Evening Doc.
-Any word from Lon yet?
-No news yet, Doc.
-I'll take over.
Thanks for standing by.
-It's all right.
While I'm here I'll help Lon out and finish feeding the horses.
-Fine.
-Lon!
Doc!
Doc Merritt!
Lon's been shot, he's over at the stables.
-Hey I thought Saturday night was for drinking.
-You'll forget him.
There's tomorrow and the next day, and you'll be well again.
Like I told you honey, I'll get you
all those fancy dresses and the high heel shoes.
Nobody can keep us apart.
We belong to each other.
-Don't move Slinger.
Don't move a muscle.
Take off your gun belt.
I said take it off.
Throw it over here.
-You're really lucky, aren't you.
You got the gun with the bullets in it.
-How is that lucky?
You used the other up on Lon.
I knew which one was empty.
-This don't make any sense.
-Doesn't it?
You're going back to Bitter Water
and you're hanging for Lon's death.
-They hang me Angie, they're going to hang you.
-That doesn't matter now.
-Angie it's all--
-Step back!
-I didn't mean to kill Lon!
-You should have thought about that
before you pulled the trigger.
-How do you figure to get us back?
Those horses are beat and you know it.
-We'll go back in the morning.
-With that arm, Angie?
You may not make it until morning.
-I'll last.
And you will hang.
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-Lon.
Lon.
Who shot you, Lon?
-Slinger.
Slinger robbed bank and he's with Miss Angie.
-Get Dr. Medley, quick.
Lon, Lon.
Where is Angela now?
-Wickenburg.
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-I say we all go after Slinger.
Robbed a bank.
Always said he was no good.
-You're right, Potter.
-Been asking for this.
-No cause to shoot Lon.
-He's been causing trouble in this town for a long time.
-How about that girl?
She's a troublemaker too.
-Merritt!
Has anything happened to my daughter?
-She's with Slinger.
-I know.
I'm going after her.
-How far is Wickenburg?
-Oh 25, 30 miles maybe.
Past Angel's Point.
Stay west on this side of the hill.
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-Not good enough honey.
You're going to run out of bullets.
-Get on your horse.
-Make me.
-Get on your horse.
-You wouldn't shoot me honey.
You still love me.
-For the last time, Slinger.
Get on your horse.
-We're both gamblers, Angie.
I'm betting you don't even make it back to Bitter Water.
-That's a bet you're going to lose.
-Slinger.
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What are you doing here?
-We'll talk about that later.
Right now I'm going to take that bullet out.
-She's no good for you Doc.
She's not your kind.
She never was your kind.
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I'll make a deal with you Angie.
Let me go and you'll never see me again.
-You're wasting your breath Slinger.
We both made a mistake.
And we're going back.
-I'm sorry.
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-Pull that trigger and I'll shoot, so help me.
-Only I'm liable to have the gun with the bullets in it.
-Maybe not.
You should have never had a gun Slinger, let alone two of them.
-Put that gun away Angie.
-Don't do it, Angie.
He's bluffing you.
-There's only one way to find out.
Throw that gun away or I'll blow him wide open.
It's up to you.
Angie!
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