Original subtitles

-Ain't quitting us, are you, Jimmy?

-Not much else I can do.

I'm cleaned out.

-Well, seeing as you're into me so deep,

I might as well stake you to a couple more stash.

-How much would that make me owing you all together?

-Oh, I don't know.

Ain't had time to sum it up yet.

You'll never get even by quitting.

Oh, Jack.

Come here a minute.

Keep my seat warm, will you?

It's your deal.

It's from the Range Busters.

-Saying they won't take the job.

-No.

Saying they're on their way here.

We sure crossed ourselves up with that telegram I sent.

-But Bob.

-Go ahead and read it.

-Well I thought that was the main reason why you finagled

the citizens committee into letting you

send the telegram to these fellows.

So you could word it and discourage them from coming.

-That's the way I figured.

I told them all previous peace officers

had died sudden and unexpected.

They must be awful sure of themselves or else

they're gluttons for punishment.

-And you say the word and me and the boys

will stop these range busters before they get here.

-I wouldn't do it.

Make it too plain that somebody tipped you off

they were coming.

Now I got an idea that'll take some of the starch out of them

without making anybody suspicious.

Now, look.

-ALL: (SINGING) Home, home on the range.

[GUNSHOTS]

-Help!

Help, Rangers!

-Well, it looks like here's where we go to work.

-Hold on, there.

We better go easy with them kids with all them fireworks.

-Yeah, but we can't let some poor hombre get shot.

Come ahead.

[GUNSHOTS]

-Hold it.

It's no use.

-You ought to know better than to fall

for a planned gig like that.

-Fine set of peace officers we turned out to be.

-You should have listened to Alibi.

-All right. That's one on me.

Guess I ought to be kicked.

Hey!

What's the idea?

-Well, you asked for it, didn't you?

[LAUGHTER]

-Wonder what Canyon City will think of the Range Busters now.

Letting their horses stroll out from under them.

-Now, Alibi.

It ain't nice, rubbing it in like that.

-They can't steal my horse without hearing about it.

-Mine neither.

Come on, fellows.

We got a right smart piece of walking to do.

-Gee.

I wonder how many more miles we got to go.

-That ought to teach them Range Busters they ain't

as smart as they thought they was.

-It'll give 'em a long walk to town.

-That's good-looking horses.

-Yeah.

-I'll take dubs on this one and that silver-mounted saddle,

too.

-You can't do that to me!

I'll teach you a lesson. Give me that bullwhip.

You'll bite at me, will you?

You'll paw me, will you?

I'll teach you a lesson.

Oh, let him go.

It's a good riddance.

-He looked like a killer, anyway.

-Yeah, but I would like to have had that silver-mounted saddle.

-These boots are sure made for riding, not for walking.

-I got to ease my feet.

-Say, that's a good idea.

-I got the same notion.

But you might just as well cheer up about it.

-Sure, Alibi.

-ALL: (SINGING) It's all a part of the game.

-It's all a part of the game.

It may be tough.

-It may be rough.

-ALL: With lots of shooting and other stuff.

It's all a part of the game.

-It's all a part of the game.

-It's all a part of the game.

We got to sing.

-We got to grin.

we got to take it on the chin.

It's all a part of the game.

-It's all a part of the game.

It's all a part of the game.

They knock me all around each nook,

but I'm not as dumb as I may look.

It's all a part of the game.

-It's all a part of the game.

-It's all a part of the game.

We gotta rope.

-We gotta brand.

We gotta fight to [INAUDIBLE].

It's all a part of the game.

-Hey, Crash.

Look. There's your horse.

-Sure is.

Come on, Dusty.

-Likely as not, now I'll get a stone bruise.

Hey, Crash.

How do you suppose he got loose?

-I don't know, but somebody sure marked him up with a whip.

-Use your head, Alibi.

Make it a stone bruise 'til we get to town, anyhow.

-Well what'd be the sense of that?

-Well, there's only one horse.

And if your got a stone bruise, why,

maybe we'd be the ones that ride.

-Oh!

Ouch!

Hurt my foot!

-Where can we find Mr. Harmon?

-I'm Harmon.

What can I do for you?

-I reckon you're the one that sent this.

-So you're the Range Busters.

-Yeah.

Dusty King, Alibi Terhune.

My name's Corrigan.

-Oh, Chet.

Bring that star out of the cash drawer.

What's the matter?

Chilblains?

-No, sir. blisters.

-Fact is, we had a little trouble with our horses.

We came quite a piece without their help.

-Trouble with your horses?

What happened?

-Some horse thieves coaxed them away from us.

[LAUGHTER]

-What's so funny?

-I know it ain't polite to laugh.

But I was wondering what those horse thieves would think when

they find out whose horses they stole.

Here.

This'll identify you the next time

the horse thieves get frisky.

The committee put it up to me to swear you in legal.

Raise your right hands.

Do you solemnly swear to perform the duties of peace officers

without favor to the best of your ability?

-I do.

-Boys? Our new peace officers.

What'll you have to drink?

-No thanks. I reckon we've got to get settled.

-Well, all right.

I'll see you later.

Oh, wait a minute.

Here's the key to the sheriff's office.

You'll find it down at the south end of the street.

Remember, I'm willing to help any way I can.

-Much obliged.

-So that's how you've been winning, eh?

Dealing off the bottom.

Give me back my chips!

[GUNSHOT]

-Stay where you are, everybody.

And keep your hands idle.

-Take it easy, partner.

-Nothing to get excited about.

He just lost his head for a second.

-In another second he'd have committed murder.

-Forget it.

Hey, Jimmy. Come here.

You and Blackie shake hands and make up.

-Just a minute, kid.

Did You see him get deal off the bottom?

-Well, I, I could've been mistaken.

-Course you're mistaken.

Blackie's all right.

He's a friend of mine.

-Is there anything in that oath I

took about excluding your friends?

-No, I suppose not.

-Well then. I reckon I'll have to do my official duty.

Say, where's the jail?

-In back of the Sheriff's office.

-And the keys?

-Hanging on a nail inside.

-Much obliged.

-(COUGHS) Near as I can see, we have one of everything.

One horse, one star, and one prisoner twixt us.

-And one head of a committee that can change colors

as fast as a South American lizard.

-Yep.

He is some shifty. (COUGHS) I don't trust him.

Seems like he's got too many folks under his thumb.

-Yeah.

For instance, you take that kid they call Jimmy.

Did you notice how quick he was to take

sides when Harmon said the word?

-Sure seemed that way.

And when the fellow aimed just previous to plug him.

-Yeah.

-Well, now that we've bedded down our prisoner,

I reckon we better figure out what our next move'll be.

-Are, are you the new peace officers?

-That's right,son.

-Then hurry!

You're wanted at the schoolhouse right away.

-Alibi, you stay here and take care of the prisoner.

-I'll watch him.

[CHATTER]

-Here they are, Miss Brown.

-What's the trouble,Ma'am?

-What's wrong?

-A skunk.

-A skunk?

-A skunk under the schoolhouse.

Our last sheriff always used this.

He crawled out through the trapdoor

and then scared it out through a hole in the back.

-A skunk?

-Yes.

-Yes, ma'am.

-Here you are, Crash.

You've got a much longer reach than I have.

-You'll have to go about it gently,

or we won't be able to use this schoolroom for a week.

-Yes.

That's easy to understand.

Can I hold your hat?

-Get out!

-Oh, I'm sure you can't accomplish much from there.

You'll have to crawl under.

-Under there?

-Yeah. Under there.

-Shoo!

Shoo!

-You reckon they run into some real bad trouble?

-The worst kind.

Soon as I heard schoolhouse, I seen it coming.

-I don't get you.

Desperadoes don't use schoolhouses

as often as hideouts.

-Who said anything about desperadoes?

That ain't our worst kind of trouble.

-Well, you ain't insinuating, are you, Elmer?

-Sure am.

whoever heard of a schoolhouse without a school teacher?

Sure as shootin' we're in for a woman trouble.

-Shoo!

Shoo!

Shoo!

Shoo!

Get out of there!

Shoo!

get out of there!

I'll break your neck!

Get out of there!

Shoo! -Be careful, please!

-That's right.

It won't pay to pick a fight with that critter.

-If you think you can do any better,

come down here and take my place.

-Go ahead.

You're doing fine. -All right, then.

Tell that other skunk to keep still.

-There he is!

Now! Hurry, shoo him!

-Shoo! Shoo!

Shoo!

Get out of there!

Shoo!

Shoo!

Shoo!

-What's the matter?

-It won't look me in the eye.

-He is now.

Shoo him.

-Shoo!

Shoo!

He's gone.

-That's fine.

Thank you so much.

-Don't mention it.

-You did marvelous.

Here. let me help straighten you out.

Oh my.

It took longer than I thought.

It's almost 3 o'clock.

You children may go home now.

Bye-bye.

Well, good-bye.

-I beg your pardon, ma'am. but we need a little information.

you might be able to give it to us.

You mind if we stay a while?

-Course not.

-I've had a lot of patience with you, Jimmy.

Too much, I guess.

-I know it, Mr. Harmon.

And I know I shouldn't have flown

off the handle like I did, but--

-That isn't it.

Anyhow, not altogether.

It's these.

You're into me for a lot of money.

-I'll pay you.

Honest, I will. -When?

-Well I can't say exactly.

But just as soon as I can, I--

-No. That won't do.

I need money, and I need it now.

I guess I'd better see your sister.

-On my word of honor.

Even if--

-Try Bart Gill.

He's helped you out before.

-Yes, but he made me earn it.

Every cent of it.

Ways I didn't like.

-How do you mean?

-Oh, Nothing special.

Only-- well it just wasn't the kind of work that I'm used to.

Bart must have thought it was or he

wouldn't have given you the money.

Listen, kid.

Just because you've had more school than some,

you can't be too delicate about the kind of work you do.

-Oh, that isn't how I mean.

Mr. Harmon, you're not going to Sally, are you?

-No.

Not right now.

Let it ride for a few days and you can think it over.

-Just how much do you know about this Robert Harmon?

-Oh, not a great deal, I suppose.

Except that he came here about two years ago

and bought his place of business.

-Was that before or after that most

of the devilment around here broke loose?

-Really I don't know.

I-- Well, I don't see how Bob Harmon

could be one of the outlaws.

Why it was his saloon that was being robbed

when the last sheriff was killed.

-Tell me.

Did he lose any property?

-The robbers took every cent in his cash drawer

and then lined up all his customers.

-And I suppose they went through their pockets, too.

-Yes, until they came to the sheriff.

Then he tried to pull the mask off one of them.

-But wasn't quick enough.

-Well, that's why this incidence committee.

They thought-- Oh dear.

I'll never get these papers corrected

if you keep me answering questions all day.

-You see?

There you go, making a nuisance of yourself again.

-Oh, I didn't mean that.

-Can't you take a hint?

We're supposed to get out of here.

-Please. You've been [INAUDIBLE] both of you.

And to prove I mean it, I'm inviting you to supper.

Tonight.

-Oh.

Thank you ma'am.

But that isn't at all necessary.

-But of course, of course.

That is, if you insist.

-I do.

I live in the last house at the end of this street.

-Which side?

-Left.

-How about Alibi?

We told you about him.

Are we supposed to fetch him, too?

-Oh yes, indeed.

-Oh.

Well maybe you'd better set just two extra places then, ma'am.

For him and Alibi.

-Why? Aren't you coming, too?

-Well, somebody has to keep company our prisoner.

And I'll tell you.

After they get back, I'll along later.

That is, if it isn't being too much trouble.

-Of course not.

-And to pay for the trouble of keeping my dinner warm,

I'll even help you do up the dishes.

-Oh Jimmy!

Jimmy, where are you going?

-Just riding a piece.

-Oh, please, Jimmy. I wish--

-Oh, don't worry, sis.

I'll be right back.

-One of your former pupils?

-My brother.

-Oh?

-What's the matter?

Anything strange about that?

-Oh, no.

Certainly not.

-No. We just thought that he acted a little hard to handle.

-Jimmy's all right.

Really, he is.

-Except that he's a little young.

Maybe he's not always careful enough

about the company he keeps.

-What do you mean by that?

-Just the way you acted.

You were worried, weren't you?

-Sometimes I do wonder.

But there's nothing wrong.

I know there isn't.

It's only that he hasn't anyone.

Not a soul in the world since dad

died, except-- well, except just me.

-I'm sorry, ma'am.

I wasn't aiming to pry into anything private.

-I know you weren't.

-It's crazy to let yourself get in the hole like this.

-I know it.

But that doesn't help me now.

-That's right.

How much do you owe Harmon altogether?

-Not such an awful lot, Bart.

Maybe less than $800.

-Sounds like an awful lot to me.

But I guess maybe I can help you out of it this time.

-Will you, Bart?

-That's what I said.

And in turn, you can give me some information.

-Now listen, Bart.

Please.

You know what I said the last time.

-What's eating you?

Nothing you do now is gonna get you

in any deeper than you already are.

-Well, I don't know.

All right.

What it is you want?

-Pull up that stool and get off your feet.

I can't stand your prancing.

-It's about time you got back.

Say, was the kid brother there?

-Not that we seen.

-From the remarks she let drop, I

have a notion he's quite a handful for Sally.

-For who?

-That's right.

I neglected to tell you.

She asked me to call her Sally.

But for you, it will be Miss Raul.

-Oh, I see.

Mr. Raul's daughter.

-Judge Raul.

-My, my. the whole family history.

-Yep.

Her old man used to be a big gun back in Kansas.

'Til he lost his health and moved out West.

Mm-hm Well.

How long ago was that?

-Oh, just a few years back.

-I see.

was there anything else?

-No.

Why?

-Nothing.

Nothing.

Only, Now I can take up where you left off.

-Oh yeah?

-Oh, by the way.

You needn't wait up for me.

I've a notion I'll be rather late.

-And he served as judge of Monroe County

for over 20 years.

Aren't you going to eat your pie?

In those days, Kansas was crime ridden.

The Yard gang, the Breden brothers, the Daltons.

-(SINGING) I've got a dream spot in mind where

we'll leave our cares far behind.

A world of our own made for love alone

that we two can share together.

The call of the wild, the echo of the waterfall.

The call of the wild is calling me home where starlight

beams along the trail that I knew.

I'll live and dream a future with you.

The call of the wild, a million times I've reached the sky.

I love every mile that rolls by.

From far and near, that echo I hear.

The call of the wild calling me.

-Oh, Jimmy.

-Yes, sis. what is it?

-I want you to meet Mr. King.

Mr. King, this is my brother.

-Glad to know you.

-Same here. -Your supper's in the oven.

I'll have it on the table in a jiffy.

-Don't bother, sis.

I'm not hungry.

-Already eaten?

-Yes.

-Where?

-Listen, sis.

Hasn't a fellow a right to eat with friends

without being cross examined?

-Just a minute, Jimmy.

I want to talk to you.

-But I'm late already.

I'm expected at the Bar X.

-Well, good night, Miss Raul.

-You promised to call me Sally.

Miss Raul makes me sound like an old maid schoolteacher.

-All right. but before it's a bargain,

you gotta call me Dusty.

-Good night, Dusty.

-Good night, Sally.

Good night, Jimmy.

-Good night.

I wish you'd quit treating me like a baby,

especially in front of folks.

-I don't meant to treat you like a baby,

but after all, we only have each other.

-Sure. I know it, sis.

Only, only a fellow hates to be cross examined

like he's a criminal or something.

Oh, forget it, sis.

I've got to hurry.

I can't keep Millie waiting all night.

-(SINGING)

-First it was one horse, then one star, one prisoner.

Now it looks like one girl amongst us.

-What do you mean, amongst us?

-Hear that, Alibi?

He must be figuring on a monopoly.

-We'll let Miss Raul do the figuring.

She's a lady of education and discernment.

--[LAUGHING] What a fine rig for a peace officer.

Now if you aim to dazzle outlaws with it,

why I'd suggest wearing it.

-Which outlaws?

-The ones that stole our horses, maybe.

At any rate, we're going after them.

-Going how?

-On horses.

I just made a deal for a couple.

Come on.

Take a look at them.

Well, how do you like 'em?

-Mighty poor substitutes for the ones we lost.

-Yeah.

When a fellow gets to knowing his own horse,

it's mighty hard to get another one to take its place.

-Hey, Corrigan. -Yeah?

-Harmon wants to see you over at his office.

-OK.

-Crash ought to send word to that Harmon

to come over here if he wanted anything.

-Yeah.

But I think we can leave it to Crash to start telling him off

when the time's right.

-Yeah, but I don't like no part of the layout.

Come on.

Let's go over to the saloon.

In case we're needed, we ought to be handy.

-Hi.

-Hello.

Sit down.

-Thank you.

-The committee has decided it's unconstitutional to keep

a prisoner lingering in jail.

-What constitution are they talking about?

-There's only one constitution that I know of.

Now, we fetched you hear to straighten things out.

We expect you to do it legal.

The fair thing to do is take Blackie Dunbar to the county

seat and let him stand trial.

-When do you suggest?

-Soon as you can.

Say, tomorrow.

-That sounds fair enough.

Tell the committee that I'll have Dunbar handcuffed to me

and if his friends attempt to stampede me

to the happy hunting ground, I'll

take my prisoner along with me.

-Who's winning?

-About even.

-What did he want?

-Keep on playing.

I'll spell it to you sort of gradual like.

I'll take on the winner.

-You brought something.

[HORSE GALLOPING]

-Get down, now!

Get back!

Get back!

Get back down!

[GUNSHOT]

-Stand back, everybody.

-This is gonna be a fair fight.

-All right.

Anybody that's interested can take care of him.

-Fetch him in the office.

-Alibi, you round up my horse and take him to the stable.

and Dusty and I'll finish this game of casino.

-Sure.

I'll tend to it.

-That hombre I just tangled with is

the one we've got to keep tabs on.

-What makes you think so?

-Why do you suppose my horse took after him?

-He was the-- he must have been the one that beat him up.

-Right.

We'll just stick around and see what happens.

-No.

Leave me alone.

I'm all right.

-We want to be alone a minute, Wash.

-He's gonna pay for this. and pay plenty.

-Ah, come out of it.

Did the kid call to see you last evening?

-Yeah. -What happened?

-He agreed to find out where the Bar X has the $5,000 hid

to get the next sale of cattle.

-Find out?

How?

-He's going to call an old flame he's known a while.

Have a look around.

They're sweet on one another.

-You'll live.

After the kid finds out then what happens?

-Me and the boys'll go out and knock

old Fleming over for the money.

-Taking the kid with you?

-I'm afraid to, Bob.

He might turn yellow and start squawking.

-I guess you forget what fetched us to this [INAUDIBLE]

In case you do, let that be a reminder.

-But Bob!

You hadn't ought to keep this around.

Supposin' somebody run across it.

Listen, Bob.

Bud's picture was in all the papers when he was took

and hung.

If they saw that, they'd recognize it right away. then

they'd put two and two together and figure that you and I is

what's left of the three Breden brothers.

-Ah, sit down.

We had no business taking Bud on that job, but we did.

He got caught and hung.

We was made outlaws.

Not daring to show our face to save our own property That's

when the old place was sold for taxes.

Some of the best acres in Kansas.

Homesteaded by our grandpap fell into the hands of Judge Raul

while we was hiding out.

-Oh I know how you've always felt about it

but why go on taking chances?

Can't we just call it water under the bridge?

-Not as long as a Raul owns what was ours

and Bud's before the old judge clamped down on it.

That's how we lost the property.

When Bud caught and hung.

That's how they're going to lose it,

after Jimmy Raul gets caught and hung.

Caught and hung before he's old enough to make it legal.

-It seems to me like that you are harboring some

of the feuding blood of the Kentucky Bredens

and harboring it useless.

Raul didn't have land in mind when he sentenced Bud.

Just like he sentenced a lot of others.

-I haven't got time to argue with you.

We were agreed when we came to Canyon City.

You're taking that kid with you tonight.

He don't want to go, scare him into it.

Tell him there's a book with his name on it if he don't go.

Go ahead.

-All right.

Well, what did you find out?

-Tomorrow--

-Come on.

-There's a room right off the parlor.

Mr. Fleming uses it as kind of an office.

He keeps his money in the desk.

-Saddle up your horse.

We're riding to camp. -But Bart.

I've done what you told me to I--

-Shut up.

I'm going to keep an eye on you til this job's finished.

-Maybe the kid's got mixed up deeper than he should

-I'm afraid so.

Its our job to keep an eye on him.

- All right, kid.

You understand what you're going to do.

-Yes.

Yes, I guess so.

-You guess so? What do you mean, you guess so?

-Sure. sure, I know.

-Well, that's better.

Come on, we're riding.

-There's the hombre whipped your horse, Crash.

Riding out ahead.

-And Jimmy's alongside of him.

-We'll trail him as close as we can without being seen.

-Dick you stay here with the horses.

-Mr. Fleming?

Mr. Fleming, it's Jimmy.

-We come after that $5,000 you got in the house.

-Huh?

[GUNSHOTS]

-Let's get out of here.

[GUNSHOTS]

-Give me a hand.

-That's the hombre we've been following from the first.

-And now we can find out what his tie up with Harmon was.

-There isn't much use in chasing them in the dark.

They know these hills a lot better than we do.

-I wish that kid wasn't mixed up in it.

-Yeah.

So do I. We bargained to do our duty without favors.

-You're going to stand by me, sis.

Aren't you, sis?

-Of course, I am, Jimmy.

You know that.

-(CRYING) Gee, sis.

But why don't you land on me?

why don't you tell me I'm no good.

Land on me. Land on me now.

Let's have it over with.

-You're all right, Jimmy.

You just got mixed up, that's all.

We'll work it out.

[KNOCK ON THE DOOR]

-Sally?

Sally?

-They'll hang me.

They'll hang us all.

Sis, Mr. Fleming.

I didn't want to tell you, but Bart fired shots at the door.

Mr. Fleming was hit.

We could hear him fall.

Sis, what are you going to do?

-Get hold of yourself, Jimmy.

Don't leave my room.

I'll lie to him. I'll tell him you're not here.

[KNOCK ON THE DOOR]

-Oh, Sally.

Miss Raul?

Oh, Sally?

[KNOCKING] Miss Raul?

[KNOCKING]

-Why, Crash.

What in the world are you doing here?

-Sally.

Is Jimmy home?

-I suppose so.

In his room. I'll go and see.

-Never mind I'll look myself.

-He isn't there?

-No. Apparently he hasn't been there tonight.

-But I-- what's the matter, Crash?

Why do you want him?

-Sally, there's been a murder.

-Murder?

What's that got to do with Jimmy?

-It happened at the Bar X. And Dusty

said that Jimmy was there.

And I thought he might be able to furnish

us with a clue or something.

-For a minute you had me thinking you suspected him.

Just as soon as I see him, I'll--

[HORSE GALLOPING]

-Who was that?

-I don't know.

Crash, you can't.

You mustn't.

I won't let you.

-Sorry, Sally.

-Was the kid wounded badly?

-Not very.

He was pretty weak when he got to the cabin.

It was only a flesh wound.

Clean as a whistle.

-Anyway, we put our mark on him.

They'll catch up with him sooner or later.

-What about the rest of us?

-You're ducking out and leaving him.

Do you hear me?

Skinning out so far, nobody'll ever find you.

But not until them Range Busters get what they gave Bart.

-I didn't know you took Bart's death so hard.

You always seemed to disagree.

-Oh, I guess we did quarrel some.

Anyway as far back as I can remember, I was seven or eight,

and Bart was a year younger.

-You know one another as long as that?

-Yes, and longer.

We were brothers.

-Brothers? You and Bart Gill?

-Yeah. but that wasn't his real name.

He was Ike. and I am Jim Breden.

Take a look at that.

The short one's Bud.

He was caught and hung.

But that's taken care of.

We've put our mark on the kid.

Now they only score to settle is Bart's.

-That's a pretty big order, Bob. to go gunning for all three

of them.

-We won't tackle it right here in town.

we'll get them out some place where it's handy.

They all know the kid's mixed up in this.

The one the call Alibi is staked out at the sister's house.

You go on back to the cabin.

Tell everybody to clear out except just the kid.

Tell them to meet me at Outquick Junction.

I'll take charge personal.

First, I got to get this note delivered to the kid's sister.

-This stalling around is getting on my nerves.

I'd a lot rather get on our horses and start scouting.

-As soon as we do that, we'll be spied upon.

Folks on the other side are getting nervous, too.

Just a question of which one shows their hand first.

Here comes Alibi now.

-Harmon came to Sally's house less than a half an hour ago.

Directly left again.

Now Miss Sally's saddling a horse.

-Has she left yet?

-No. I got here just as fast as I could.

-Is my horse still staked out where you left it?

-Yeah.

-I hate to do this, but I guess I'll have to trail her.

-It does seem like we're doing a lot of picking on that kid.

-But it's our sworn duty.

Once we get a hold of him, he can

help us clear up the whole mess.

-You two stay here and keep a watch on Harmon.

-Only Corrigan is trailing the girl to the cabin.

We'll settle with him first and then take care of them other

two Range Busters.

-Sis!

-Jimmy, are you all right?

-What are you doing here?

-Well, you sent for me, didn't you?

-No.

What makes you think so?

-This. If you didn't send it, who did?

-I don't know.

-Get yourself together.

You've got to get out of here.

-I'm gonna take you back to town with me, Jimmy.

-Then it was you.

You sent this. -No, ma'am.

I'm sorry my duty brings me here,

but the best way all around is for Jimmy to come clean.

-Crash, you can't!

He just got mixed up.

You can't hang him for that.

-No, I don't think he'll be as bad as that,

if he helps out by telling the truth.

-I guess he's right, sis.

They'd get me sooner or later.

-Come on, Jimmy.

And keep your chin up.

-Just a minute, Crash.

-Put that gun down, Sally.

-Don't, Crash.

Don't make me pull this trigger.

I will if you don't think give Jimmy a chance.

Get your horse, Jimmy.

-But, sis! -I said get your horse.

-All right.

But-- but you're likely making more trouble.

-And put up your hands.

-Don't let him move, sis.

-Corrigan's getting away.

After him.

-You should have let Jimmy come along peaceful-like.

[GUNSHOTS]

-Jimmy!

[GUNSHOTS]

-It's the kid.

We've been tricked. Corrigan must still be at the cabin.

let's get back.

-My horse.

Why, Jimmy must have taken it.

Now I know why he took my hat.

he was fooling somebody into thinking he was me.

Harmon's with them.

Let's get back in the cabin until we

find out what his game is.

Looks like there's gonna be trouble.

You better go in the back room and be quiet.

-You wait here, boys.

Wash, you know what to do.

Corrigan.

Corrigan, are you there?

It's Harmon.

-Harmon?

What do you want?

-The outlaws are here to set a trap for you.

-Come in.

Close the door and bolt it.

-Why the artillery?

S'matter, Corrigan?

Have you gone crazy?

-Harmon, you and your gang have stampeded

your last peace officer.

Sit down.

I wanna talk to you.

[GUNSHOTS]

-Don't do any wild shooting.

You'll hit the boss.

Let's bust in the door.

-All right.

Get on your feet.

Turn around.

-Reach for the sky, everybody.

Drop your guns.

-Get up.

Come on.

Open the door.

-Keep an eye on these hombres, Alibi,

while I take a look inside

-Get away from that door.

-Hurry up.

Unbolt that door and open it.

Come on in, Dusty.

-Nice work, Crash. We got the rest of the gang rounded up outside.

-That's fine.

You and Alibi take the prisoners in.

Sally and I'll go looking for Jimmy.

-All right, Harmon.

Come on.

-Jimmy.

-Hello, sis.

There's no need to cry now.

I'm not mixed up.

Anymore.

you said we'd work it out.

-(CRYING) Jimmy!

-The folks here about agree to miss you, boys.

-We're gonna do some missing, ourselves, Mr. Ditcher.

-We'd like might well to have you stay on.

-Seems like we got maverick blood in our veins.

Every time we finish a job, I start

rolling around looking for new scenes.

-I guess we just weren't made to settle down.

-Suppose you know your own minds.

Well, anyhow, nothing was said definite about pay

but the citizens committee have asked

me to offer you this for your services.

-Well, As far as I'm concerned personally here's

one job I'd rather not get paid for.

-We all feel that way about it.

-But we don't expect peace officers for nothing.

-We feel that you're town needs a social center.

-That's right. For fellows like Jimmy Raul where they can

amuse themselves.

a town all maybe with games and a reading room.

-And space enough for Saturday night dancing.

-Yeah.

So if that checks belongs to us, we'd

like to endorse it right back to the committee

for some such purpose.

-That's right Here Crash, endorse it.

-The idea of a town hall is a mighty good one,

but after all--

-Here you are.

-Much obliged.

I don't know just want to say.

-Well it was on account of Jimmy that we thought of it.

So when you build the hall, you might have something inscribed

on it being to the memory of a boy that found himself.

-Come on, you mavericks.

If we're going to reach Three Points tonight

we've got to start moseying.

-Oh, Mr. Ditcher.

You can do us one more favor.

You might tell Sally good bye for us.

It doesn't seem just right to disturb her at this time.

-You might mention that we'll be back this way

sometime real soon.

-About the time you're ready to dedicate that new town hall.

Come on, boys.

-Good bye.

-Good bye, boys.

And good luck.

-Thanks.

-We'll be seeing you, folks.