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How's he doing?

Not bad.

Well, he would - but you know, he always does.

Always does what?

Whatever he wants.

Yes sir, Mr. Alexander Ward

is a very capable gent.

Don't you uh, ever get thirsty?

Not at ten in the morning.

Well, it's exactly at

10 AM that Mr. Martini invented the olive.

That was terrific.

Yes sir. Feels just like you're

flying, and you could keep on going forever.

What a fruitfully delightful idea.

Soused already?

Still.

Are you ready for the Olympics yet?

Gypsy, you really oughta try it.

It's a brand new feeling.

You mean I missed one?

Had enough for today?

Yes, Gil.

I'm expecting Mr. Smith and Mr. Jones.

They've been out seeing the sights.

I hope the sights are tied down.

Mr. Jones and Mr. Smith want to take a lesson today?

- Yes, I think they... - They'll probably be wanting to take one all night.

Well, I doubt that.

There's a cougar on a rampage in this area.

I don't think I'd be frightened with you around.

Mr. Jackson looks as though he could take care of anything.

Doesn't he, Alex?

Happiness Lodge.

Your place is well named.

Thanks. I like it.

Mighty hard place to get to, though.

I like that, too.

I bet you are hard to get, too.

Hiya boss.

- Have a good time? - Good enough, boss.

Boy, this place is great.

We went through a barn full of horses,

and we took polaroid pictures of people skiing and fishing.

Oh yeah, and uh

we found a mine.

Gypsy and I are going back to the lodge.

I think it might be a good idea for you two to stay up here

and let Mr. Jackson show you the ropes.

He'll need one to hold them up.

They'd better learn if we're going to make that cross-country run tomorrow.

Drop by the lodge later.

- I'd like to take a look at those pictures. - Right, boss.

Let's go Gypsy.

What are you trying to do?

Make that yokel suspicious?

Did I say something wrong, my sweet?

Someday I'm gonna shut that pretty little mouth of yours for good.

Promises, nothing but promises.

♫ Oh give me a home where the weightlifters roam ♫

♫ Where the rough and the rugged ones play ♫

Who put vermouth in it?

Quiet.

- You don't have to yell. - I said shut up.

Pictures okay, boss?

You could've gotten some more of the mine area.

What's the vault like?

Cracker box with an iron door.

Fine.

Well boys,

I think we got a classic going here.

Marty,

tonight you're gonna go up and

- plant the charges in the mine, right? - Righto.

Tomorrow morning at 8:30

Gypsy is gonna take the cowboy

up on the ski lift to get him out of the way.

At 9 o'clock the mine blows.

And everybody runs to see the disaster.

It'll look big.

Then we move into the administration building,

make the heist,

grab the ski lift,

and meet the other two at the top for the trip.

- Simple. - Simple as you, my boy.

So then we wait at Jackson's cabin,

- til Tasser shows with the plane, right? - Right.

Come in.

- Hello Gil. - Hi.

How are the leg muscles?

A little sore but

- I think they're gonna be alright. - Good.

Say, I need about 20 dollars for supplies.

Marty.

I'd like you to reconsider taking this cross-country run.

It's two days to the cabin

and if anything happens we're out of luck.

Oh, don't worry.

If Byron breaks a leg we can always shoot him.

Hiya Jackson.

Did you get that cougar?

Oh, but not yet Ms. Boulet.

I'll see you later.

Won't you have a drink with us?

Mr. Jackson has to get things ready for the trip tomorrow.

We'd like to leave between 8 and 8:30.

Is that alright, Gil?

That's fine.

I'll see you later.

People like that really exist?

Not for you, Charles.

Not for me, Charles, cause I'm with you, Sam.

You said it, Jane.

Look at all the happy little people enjoying their freedom.

Dosey doe and around we go.

What kind of freedom is that?

They're all tied down to their petty little futures.

Might be nice to have a future,

even a petty little one.

What's bugging you, Charles?

Don't you like this setup anymore?

Anymore has been a long time.

What's wrong? Nothing's changed.

Maybe I have, Charles.

What's with your friends?

They're spent.

Scotch on the rocks, three bourbons with branches,

one daiquiri and two gin fizzes.

Hi Gil.

Hi Natalie.

I think I feel like a little dance.

Just stay put, Charles.

Whoops.

Howdy cowboy.

Howdy yourself.

Where's Natalie?

She was here a minute ago.

Come on, nature boy. I want to dance.

What goes on behind that big silent face of yours?

Nothing clever enough to interest you, I'm afraid.

Well, we don't have to be clever all the time.

I can talk about the important things, like uh...

nature.

What do you think of nature, Gil?

I guess it's pretty natural.

Do you have a girl?

Two or three.

Well, I've got you now.

Hey, what's that in there?

Part of the Broken Boot mine.

Oh yeah?

Let's go take a look.

Nothing to see this time of night.

Besides,

it's kind of spooky in the dark.

And there's been this big cat around.

Well, this uh

baby will take care of any little pussycat.

How come you pack a gun?

Well, Gil Jackson told me about the cougar.

We'll take a look. Come on.

What are you gonna do now?

I've never seen a gold mine before.

I wanna take a look.

Come on.

You wait here a minute.

Did you have a big ball down there?

Uh huh.

Was that pretty blonde woman your wife?

No, she's my boss' uh...

secretary.

Oh. I get it.

She sure can do her share of drinking.

You sure can do your share of talking.

Stop it.

Stop what?

Staring at him.

Staring at who?

The cowboy.

I'm not staring at the cowboy.

I'm staring at the days of blind dates and bobby socks...

chocolate malts.

Have you seen Natalie?

- Who? - The dark-haired girl that serves drinks here.

No.

I used to be a dark-haired girl.

But I'm still serving.

She was here an hour ago.

Sorry, can't help you.

Can't even help myself.

I'll be back in a minute.

What's the matter with you?

Something go wrong?

Come on, talk.

I told you.

You told me nothing.

I told you.

You set the charges?

For 9 o'clock?

What's bugging you?

They killed that good-looking chick.

What chick?

Natalie.

You mean the girl that works in the bar?

- Yeah. - You took that girl...

What happened to him?

Stupid idiot.

I know all that.

He took the barmaid to the mine.

And somehow managed to let her get knocked out.

Knocked out?

She's dead?

- The dark-haired girl? - I don't know.

Maybe the cougar got her.

It wasn't any cougar.

I saw this thing and I saw it

right there in the shaft where I planted the charge.

How are you going to blow up that mine tomorrow?

At 9 o'clock.

That means that you and nature boy

will be at the top of the sky lift at 8:30.

You're going to blow up that mine

kill all of those people.

Alex, you're nothing but a mass murderer.

Just for a few bars of gold.

Tomorrow's Sunday. Nobody works.

You all set for the big event?

You certainly look bright and shiny this morning.

You expected maybe a hangover?

Certainly not a girl from a soap commercial.

Good morning.

Is it that time already?

You were the one that said 8.

I must've been out of my mind.

I just checked on Marty and Byron. They're still out.

Look, why don't you two...

go on up to the ski lift.

The boys and I will have breakfast and join you later.

No last chance to talk you out of this?

What are the State Police doing way up here?

Oh, Natalie the cocktail waitress

took off last night and hasn't been seen since.

Oh, I see.

Well look, why don't you two get started and

we'll join you in about half an hour, okay?

Okay. We'll be there.

Shall we off?

It's very windy.

Wait til you get to the top.

It's starting.

The worst part of the trip's over.

Thanks to the lift.

Where do we go from here?

That's where we came from

and where we should be heading back.

That's the way to my cabin.

Looks cold and desolate.

It is.

Let's go.

Wow!

Look at all that gold.

Hey, can we take more than six?

Two a piece. That's all we can handle.

Well, what do you think of me?

What do you mean?

Well, this is the first time you've seen me sober, isn't it?

I'm here to teach people how to ski,

not to think about them.

I'm always making scenes like that one last night.

Don't you ever make scenes, Gil?

I try not to.

Well, you don't have to. You can

go away to your cabin and burrow in the snow.

Some people have all the luck.

And I think you make your own luck.

No, you're wrong.

Your luck makes you.

I was real lucky once, and look what it did...

You got a cigarette?

Come on.

Getting cold?

I've got 64 percent antifreeze in my veins.

You talk like a faded woman regretting a misspent life.

Well...

Here goes the rolly-coaster!

Here goes the rolly-coaster!

How old are you, Gil?

Thirty.

Thirty.

You like to ski, you like to be alone.

Things are about the same for you as they were ten years ago, right?

Pretty much.

Ten years ago I was uh...

sixteen.

Ten million years ago.

You must have done a lot.

Done everything.

So, I have my whole life ahead of me...

and yours is all used up.

Not quite.

Here come the rest of mine on that chairlift.

Let's go.

Hail hail, the gang's all here.

Are you sure you know what you're in for?

This cross-country ski run

is something I've been dreaming about

ever since I was a little kid.

When were you ever a little kid, Charles?

Everybody stick close and follow my lead.

Okay, here we go.

We'll camp here for tonight.

A good a place as we're gonna find.

I've never been so tired in all my life.

Not me.

I feel wonderful.

I got just the thing to fix you up.

Yeah, what?

We need firewood.

What's wrong with you?

We're being followed.

What?

I've been feeling it on the back of my neck all day.

You need a haircut.

Hey, you're getting pretty useless.

Don't laugh, Byron.

That old tingling has saved

many a trapper and prospector.

Appears to be a ghost tingling from an old prospector.

What about that one?

Well, I'll tell you

if I get up here the spirit's willing.

Oh man.

Well, stay put.

I'll be back in a few minutes.

And while I'm gone you can start packing down the snow.

What's eating you?

Hey, you gotta forget that girl.

I'm not thinking about her.

- Well, what are you thinking about? - The thing that got her.

It saw me, and it means to get me.

And that's what's been following us.

You're a bundle of cheer.

You'd better snap out of it fast, smart boy.

Yeah sure, you know, day after tomorrow

Tasser's gonna come out here with his ski-plane,

and we're off to Canada to spend the loot.

You knock off the funny talk with nature boy.

Can't stop me from talking.

Don't tempt me.

What's the matter, what's the matter?

- Marty! - Look at his face.

Marty, what happened?

What happened?

Nothing, go back to sleep.

Why don't you turn in. I'll take the rest of your watch.

Nobody takes my watch.

I still got two hours left to go,

I don't wanna be a burden on anybody.

Finish your watch then. I'm going back to the sack.

Anybody who'd want to stay on watch has gotta be a kook.

I'm going back to sleep before the next thrilling episode.

Are you sure you're alright? I don't mind...

I told you, I'll take the watch!

One, two, three, four!

Hup!

Hands on hips.

Legs.

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

Hands on hips.

Take a look at this.

Look at this.

What is it?

Some kind of tracks.

I've never seen anything like it before.

Must have passed through here during the night.

You were on guard last night. What happened?

Nothing you can handle.

What kind of an answer is that?

You were on guard all last night.

Did you see something, or didn't you?

What I saw you wouldn't believe.

Look, I'm getting sick and tired of this.

What did you see last night?

Nothing.

Maybe I can help you to remember.

Well, that would be nice.

We could take turns sitting up with him and his friend.

Come on, Alex. Let's go.

I told you we'd make it, Gil.

It was mostly downhill.

So what?

What about the return trip?

Looks like a nice place.

Maybe we'll stay.

We should head back before dawn

if we're gonna make it to the campsite by nightfall.

Tomorrow?

Well, is that the idea?

Well, Gil we're all a little tired.

Couldn't we stay over a day and rest?

That's fine with me.

- I'd like to meet my... - Get off me!

Help!

As I was starting to say,

I'd like to meet my housekeeper, Small Dove.

How do you do, Small Dove.

How do you do.

You'll have to forgive my son.

His head was run over by a horse.

I think I know why Byron eats like that.

Why is that?

He has to keep himself stuffed

to prevent his brain from slipping down his throat into his stomach.

Now let's pause for a brief look at the news.

The biggest story to hit the black hills

since the murder of Wild Bill Hiccock

was Sunday's sensational robbery at the Broken Boot mine in Deadwood.

What?

Authorities believe the bandits could not have left

the vicinity by the single daily train,

and therefore must be hiding out somewhere in the area.

Police also believe that the simultaneous mine explosion

in which watchman Leonard Wilsey lost his life,

was in someway connected with the robbery.

Perhaps as a diversion.

In a moment, the weather.

Can you believe that?

It must have happened right after we left.

Yes, or we'd have heard about it.

The weatherman says snow and heavy overcast

for Deadwood and Lead all day Tuesday.

With strong winds Wednesday possibly clearing Thursday.

- And now, back to... - Gil,

will the weather be the same here as it is in town?

Just about.

I hope it clears for the trip back.

- Better clear tomorrow. - Why tomorrow?

We're staying here, remember?

Come on, Byron. I never cut a butler rug before.

Well, I hope I'm sharp enough.

What do you do up here on these long winter nights, Gil?

Read mostly.

What kind of stuff?

Sometimes I just flip open the encyclopedia.

Something interesting on almost every page.

Don't you ever have a yearning to cut out and make the big city?

What for?

Well, that's living.

Really?

I went to San Francisco once.

I was there for about a week.

I think I saw just about everything

there was to see in that length of time.

Didn't like it?

No, it was wonderful.

But there's something about these mountains and

trees, wind...

that makes everything else kind of insignificant.

Well, I guess it takes all kinds.

It's your turn, mountain man.

Man, man, mountain, mountain,

mountain man, man, I think you're lovely.

Marty, drop it!

Byron, put that away.

Everything over?

Please forgive my outburst, Gil.

Afraid I have a bad temper.

I can't say much for any of you.

You don't know how much trouble I've had from this broad.

Nice going.

Don't step out of line, cowboy.

For the moment you're a guest here.

I'll thank you to keep your hands off Ms. Boulet.

I'll treat my secretary any way I feel like it.

You keep your nose out of it.

Unless you want a .38 caliber nose job.

Where are you going?

It'd be fun taking care of that joker.

Nothing moves til the plane gets here.

And I'll take care of it myself.

Well, if you're not doing anything

you can go outside and build a fire.

Keep it going.

Just in case that idiot, Tasser,

tries to come in at the height of the storm.

Gypsy?

Thanks for the big try, Galahad.

Unfortunately, I do that sort of thing all the time.

Alex had a perfect right to slap me.

Maybe I'll kill him someday, but I

can't blame him for being so.

Why don't you get out?

That's what I keep telling myself.

But I know I'll never have the guts.

I've become part of Alex.

Maybe a sick part, but a permanent one.

What are you really afraid of?

I was an underpaid model in a wholesale house.

And I met Alex.

And he was young and loaded and

I liked the way he pushed me around.

I liked it then.

And now it's too late to go back.

And I don't know if I really want to go back.

I don't know what I want.

But I know I'd rather have Alex than nothing at all.

You're selling yourself short.

Well, there's a law of supply and demand, mister.

And I don't hear any bidders.

Well, I think I can let it go for tonight.

There's something out there.

Hey, take it easy.

Sorry baby. I'm not Florence Nightingale.

Do these backwood stations have any news during the night?

Why are you so concerned with the news?

It affects business.

There's a threat of war.

People stop buying fireworks.

What's it to you?

In a moment the weather.

Which leads them to believe they are still in the area. In a moment the weather.

Which leads them to believe they are still in the area.

There are no further clues.

On the weather picture, forecasters warn

that the new low moving in from Canada

will bring blizzards to parts of the Dakotas

sometime before Wednesday noon.

- In other parts of the country... - Blizzards...

What's your worry?

It might not come anywhere near here.

Meanwhile, we can take it easy.

Or are you in a hurry to get somewhere?

What's that supposed to mean?

Just a question.

There you go, all fixed up.

Thanks.

Hot milk and graham crackers.

For me?

You were very brave.

Any better?

Never better.

That was a pretty dumb stunt you pulled.

I pulled it on my own time.

What time?

- You've got a 24-hour a day job. - Yeah?

Well, my business with that baby outside is strictly personal.

It's the most personal thing that's ever happened to me.

So far.

Anymore questions?

Take him to bed.

What?

How many people do you have working for you in Chicago?

Oh about... two hundred. Why?

You must have quite a turnover.

Goodnight.

Looking for Tasser?

He won't try to make it with the storm coming up.

Doesn't make any difference anyway.

I'm gonna take a walk.

Work is a beautiful thing when somebody else is doing it.

You should try it sometime.

Okay, give me the axe.

You'd probably chop your leg off.

Oh, it's a leg one way or the other.

It wouldn't matter if it was just any old leg.

You think you'd notice.

Gil, I'm beginning to understand how you feel about this place.

It's comfortable and warm.

At night I like to listen to the wind trying to get in.

You think it ever will.

Not while I've got two hands to hold it back.

Gil, they're going to kill you.

You don't seem very surprised.

No, I'm not.

How do they figure to get out of here?

There's a plane coming. It was due this morning.

Probably delayed by the weather.

Then we were going to go to Canada.

Were going?

I would like to stick around if you will have me.

I haven't really thought about it.

Is that true?

Maybe not completely.

Well, I didn't know anything about that killing

until I heard it over the radio.

You don't know me.

And I don't know you at all.

You got on your mind you want to return to nature.

And I'm part of it.

But what happens when you get bored?

How do you know what I think?

I don't know.

I wish I did.

I know one thing for sure.

I'm sending Small Dove back to her relatives.

Then I'm heading back to blow the whistle on your friends.

If you still want to come along,

meet me between 6 and 6:30

on the ridge where we first saw the cabin.

Strong looking woman that Small Dove.

Big Vulture.

Too bad we have to kill her.

Why knock her off?

I kind of like that hefty old squaw.

If Tasser comes, she goes.

Along with Marty and the cowboy.

Marty sure is flip.

He's dangerous.

Do you really think he saw something?

Yeah, pink snowman.

Hey boss, I found it.

Found what?

The cougar's cave.

More than 50 people paid their last respects to Leonard Wilsey,

who was tragically killed in a mine explosion last Sunday.

And that's the news up to 5 o'clock.

Where's Davy Crockett?

He went hunting.

Hunting at night?

He left about four, hunting a deer.

Venison. Sounds great.

When was the last time we had venison, Alex?

Two years ago at the Key Club.

At the Key Club.

Chicago.

Can only afford venison on your birthday, Alex.

Out here all it takes is a

sense of nature and a strong hand on the trigger.

You're running off at the mouth tonight.

Why don't you

drink and get fractured. You'd be normal.

What did we do on my birthday that year, Alex?

Your birthday?

When is my birthday, Alex?

Can't remember?

Well, that year we spent my birthday in Florida.

Pulled a bankroll robbery at Miami Fireworks, remember?

Oh yeah, I remember.

Kill two birds with one stone.

About 150 grand

and put the southern competition out of business.

Many happy returns.

You're acting mighty peculiar tonight.

What are we going to do after this job, Alex?

Oh, same as we always do. Why?

Come my dear, why not retire?

Retire?

You're a rich man, Alex.

You've picked the bones of a thousand boobs

who happened to have enough money to catch your eye.

We don't have to take chances anymore.

Why not quit?

But you're no rich man, Charles.

You're living high because of me.

I've picked the bones of a thousand boobs

and I'll pick the bones of a thousand more, because they are boobs.

And they deserve exactly what they get.

That old man deserved what he got?

Every day some old man steps in front of a car.

I'll send flowers, but I'll never quit.

Well, that's that.

Here's a late highway warning.

The west side of Strawberry Canyon road is now closed

and will be for at least another hour.

Motorists are again warned

not to drive unless absolutely necessary.

- I guess it works.- Expected to last through the night.

And now a request for Mrs. Birdie Arnold

in Deadwood, from the Music Memory Album.

Where are you going, Charles?

For a walk, Charles.

Follow her.

Hey boss, I just figured it out.

It's Pa.

- What's Pa? - Him against the wall.

It's been driving me crazy.

Come on, get out of here.

Pa...

Where's she going?

- To be away. - I gotta follow her.

No, you stay with me.

Hey, wait.

This ain't no time for romance.

Are you hungry?

Look sweetheart,

I gotta follow, the boss told me to.

Thank you for waiting.

Thanks for coming.

You really mean that?

I usually mean what I say.

How do you know I'm not just trying to save my own skin?

It'd be easier for you to tell Alex,

and let him finish me.

It would've been easier, but it would've been impossible.

We'd better get started before the blizzard.

It's a long way back.

Snap out of it, Byron. Snap out of it.

I see that you gentlemen

- have changed your ideas about my eyesight. - Shut up.

- It got Small Dove. - Well, maybe it'll be satisfied with her.

Not by a long shot.

It knows who it's after.

We've gotta do something.

Do nothing but stay put.

It hasn't tried to get into the cabin yet.

As a matter of fact, it ran from us.

It didn't run from us.

It ran from the fire that Byron threw at it.

Well, it doesn't make any difference what chased it away.

We haven't got a job

and we can't afford to have any nightmares.

Okay, okay.

I never saw such an animal.

What is it?

I saw pieces of an egg in the mine

where it got Natalie.

Now that could've been buried there for millions of years,

until the men working on the mine found it.

I don't care what it is.

I don't care if it chews up the whole state.

I don't care if it came from Mars

or happened by spontaneous combustion.

We're going to Canada with a load of gold, so forget it!

- It'll get us. - It'll get nothing.

It got Small Dove.

Probably get Gypsy too.

Gypsy...

Where is she?

I saw her leaving on her skis.

Cowboy hasn't come back either.

Gypsy and the cowboy.

They deserve each other.

Where do you think they went?

Probably went back to town.

I'm gonna get some soup.

She'd probably tell him about the robbery.

I'll get the ski pack.

Never catch him now.

What are we gonna do?

They'll probably run into that blizzard pretty soon.

And they'll either have to hole up or turn back.

The giant cave right near here.

That's the only place they can hole up.

How do you know about the cave?

That's where I followed the... cougar.

Alright.

We'll try it.

We beat the storm?

Not a chance.

Well, what do we do?

We'll have to turn back.

I knew it was too good to be true.

I knew I'd never get away.

Don't worry.

We're not whipped yet.

I know of a haunted cave not far from here.

And you're not afraid of ghosts.

We'll wait there til the storm blows over.

Anytime your broomstick is ready.

Hey Byron, knock it off.

Hey meathead, I'm hungry.

Can't hear you, boss.

Why not?

He left.

Where did that imbecile go?

Don't ask me, boss.

Maybe he's chasing that Indian squaw.

Oh, let him go.

You know, Jackson told me that the uh,

Black Hill, the sacred Indian country,

heat bad medicine for evil men from foreign lands.

They must've heard we were coming.

We don't need Byron.

I don't think we need anybody.

Go back.

I've come to help you.

You can't help now.

I gotta work fast.

She still alive?

Yes, but she has no mind.

Nice of the cowboy to leave these things laying around.

What are they?

Very pistols.

What are they for?

They're used to fire flares.

They can be seen from miles away.

We're not gonna signal anybody.

Well we can use them to light the cave, can't we?

Okay.

Small Dove.

Listen.

We still got a chance.

Marty's coming.

He knows the monster's here.

He's gonna get it.

It's sucking her blood!

Help.

He's coming at me.

He's gonna get me.

Get away from me!

Away you!

It must be here.

How do you know?

I made a very good guess.

Stay here.

Be careful, Gil.

No! No!

Gypsy!

Get back!

Stop wiggling. I'll break your neck.

Where's the cowboy?

Get off me!

I'll take care of both of you.

He forced me to go in there.

So that's how it is.

He does have a lot of guns.

Let's take him.

You lead the way, and no tricks.

Hold on.

Good lord.

Watch out, Gil!