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[Warm string music]

- Nellie, darling, you simply must sit up.

One would think all your years at miss Finley's

boarding school for ladies was a complete waste

of your parents' time and money.

- Yes, of course. You're absolutely right, aunt Margaret.

- Here, let me help you, dear.

- Oh. [Chuckles]

Forgive me, aunt Margaret. I was lost in thought.

- Lost in thought? A lady?

[Laughs]

Such nonsense! [Sighs]

Now then, you simply must tell me about William cabbot.

- What about him? I've only met him once.

- Yes, and I heard he took quite a shine to you

at the warrens' dinner party.

Everyone said so.

- I didn't notice.

I was thinking about Ben Harper's story about

the cattle ranches out west.

- [Sighs] Another cattleman trying to cozy up

with the cream of our fine city.

Someone should run him out of town.

[Nellie sighs]

Oh, no, this tea simply will not do.

Franklin?

Franklin, where have you gone?

[Sighs] Is it asking too much for a proper cup of tea?

You know, we really should start taking our tea

in the Kennedy garden.

Oh, my. That reminds me.

I was having brunch there last week with Minerva Wilson,

and she said she overheard Sarah Anderson

confiding in Harriet Goodman that she is thinking

of joining the women's suffrage movement.

Can you imagine the scandal?

- I see no reason for a scandal.

She's simply standing up for a woman's right to vote.

- Shh. - Perhaps I'll join her.

- Nellie!

Lower your voice.

[Sighs] I swear, child.

I really am going to have to talk to your mother about these

crazy ideas you get in this pretty little head of yours!

What will be next? Wearing men's trousers, I suppose?

Nevermind. You know, we have much planning to do.

- Planning?

- Have you forgotten my party already?

We have exactly three weeks to plan the meals,

order the new tablecloths, and I'm counting on you

to send out the invitations tomorrow.

- Of course, aunt Margaret.

- This year's party is going to be the talk of the town.

Why, I bet it will be all my ladies group

can talk about this season.

Can you imagine?

- That's wonderful, aunt Margaret.

Would you excuse me for a moment?

[Warm string music]

[Margaret sighs]

Good morning.

- Good morning, darling.

Your father and I would like a moment of your time.

- Of course.

- You see, [sighs] We've heard rumors.

Rumors suggesting Ben Harper has asked you for your hand?

- And we expect you to put them to rest.

- Well, it is true,

and he was planning to ask you for your blessing.

- Well, he will not be getting it.

And that's the last I will hear of it!

You will not be marrying that boy.

[Mother tuts]

- Asking for your hand before even speaking to your father?

It is most inappropriate, my dear.

The man has no sense of common decency,

and from what I hear,

he is completely bereft of any social graces.

- I do not care about any of that, mother.

He loves me!

He even promised to help me open up my own school house.

- Now, Nellie, your father has put his foot down.

There will be no more discussion on the matter.

Besides...

Albert fredericks is quite smitten with you.

I have even heard he is planning

on asking your father's permission to court you.

[Footsteps approach]

- Father is a beast.

How can I possibly court Albert when I'm in love with Ben?

- Oh, Nellie. My poor little Nellie.

You have my sympathy. You really do.

But it is our duty to make sure you marry the right man.

One who can provide for you, just as your father has.

- I will not court Albert, mother. I'm already in love.

- Fine.

There are plenty of nice young men from the right families

and no one is saying that you have to court one right now.

- You don't understand love.

- Nellie.

Promise me you will not do anything rash. Promise.

- I promise.

- Very good.

[Nellie sighs]

[Ominous music]

- [Nellie] They say hindsight is 20/20,

and right now, I clearly see

each and every blunder I've made these past months.

You'd think a college-educated person

from one of the finest universities back east

would have had more sense.

It all started six months ago,

when, against my parents' wishes,

I eloped with a man I had known but a few weeks.

He promised to help me build a school house

where I could teach.

Soon after we wed,

my husband and I moved out west to his father's ranch.

Since we arrived, I've been belittled,

repeatedly lied to, manipulated, even.

When I hopped on that train six months ago,

I never thought I'd end up running for my life.

[Ominous music]

[Bottles clink] [Men chuckle]

- It's pretty expensive whisky, isn't it?

My goodness. I can't believe what's happenin' to this town.

I don't know where they get the nerve.

Oh, it's too early in the day.

What is this?

- [Woman] Excuse me.

- Yeah?

- Could I please have something to drink?

I don't have any money and I'm terribly thirsty.

Do you have anything I could drink? Water, whisky, anything.

[Man chuckles]

- Yeah. Yeah, you can have some water.

I think I saw some horse

drinking out of a bucket down there.

You can see if there's some left.

Uh, yeah. It's right there.

[Suspenseful electronic music]

[Bottles clink]

[Woman screams] [Thunder claps]

- We better hurry up and get these clothes off the line

before that storm rolls in.

I brought some fresh bread in.

It should still be warm by suppertime.

Ben's due back soon, isn't he?

- Yes, that's right.

- Why, I thought you'd be dancing around here,

like you normally do.

Has the new worn off the newly-wed?

- Of course I'm happy he's coming home. It's just...

- It's just what?

- Well, I jokingly told him that when he proposed that,

you know, he should've mentioned that he'd be not more

of a ghost of a husband and got really angry at me.

- If that's the worst of your trouble,

consider yourself lucky.

- You can't be serious.

- Believe me, a lot worse could happen out here.

You'll just have to learn how to not push Ben's buttons

and you both will be happier.

- I don't understand why he wanted a wife,

if he's never home.

I'm foolishly in love with him and he treats me like some

trinket to be left on the shelf until it's noticed again.

[Chuckles] Why did he even bother to marry me at all?

- Oh, I can't speak for Ben, but,

I mean, let's be realistic about it.

You were educated by the best private tutors

on the east coast, you come from money,

and you're not bad to look at, [chuckles] So...

- My parents opposed our marriage.

I didn't exactly come with a marriage dowry.

- Oh, really? I mean, that's the rumor around here.

But the more that I think about it, I mean,

all he had to do was show your picture and tell people

about your family and let people think for themselves.

I mean, honey, you're a fancy feather in his hat

that he can just show off to his friends.

- Oh, that's ridiculous.

- Don't you see? He's the big rancher now.

Following in his daddy's footsteps.

He needs to prove himself.

That's why he's out here with all these politicians,

minglin' around with 'em, I mean,

it's the government contracts for the beef that he's after.

He needs a bribe like you to be respectable.

See, with someone like you,

it looks like he's got both feet on the ground.

- Oh, that's horrible for you to say.

- Well, it's the truth.

Welcome to the real world, Nellie, but don't you worry.

US girls stick together.

We got each other's back, but,

you just can't let him know how smart you are.

- Ben already knows how smart I am.

I was supposed to start up a school

when I first moved out here,

but now every time I mention it, he changes the subject.

- Well, he knows you're book-smart,

but he gambled on you being delicate and naive.

- [Scoffs] How do you know?

- [Chuckles] 'Cause I know men.

[Chuckles] But don't you give up on that school.

We'll figure out a way, you and me.

- We had a situation last night, keg.

He had to dispose of a sickly batch

of our workers.

- Well, it's all part of the work.

When we eventually shut it down,

we're gonna have to sweep the entire place clean.

I don't want no loose ends.

- Understood.

Pleasure doing business with you.

- Hang on a minute.

[Doors close]

[Ominous music]

- You wanna take a break? - Yeah, I could use a break.

- Looks like this is all of 'em.

- Last of the men, but what about the women and children?

What's the boss man gonna do with them?

- There's a slave trader comin'. He's gonna sell 'em all.

- Shoot, should've took 'em on over to Tucson.

Mining town like that,

get a pretty penny for some of them there fillies.

[Chuckles] Boss sure was mad

you bruised up that pretty young one.

Must've gave you a pretty good fight.

- No, she came quiet.

I'm gonna buy her off of him cheap.

He sells 'em.

He doesn't like 'em when their face

is all busted up like that.

They're fighters. Thinks they're too much trouble.

- Oh, well, share with me,

and I won't tell the boss man you damaged his property.

- How about I Bury you with the body?

You ought to watch that tongue of yours.

One day, I might cut that out.

- Well, better get this one in the ground.

It's startin' to stink.

Get you to give me a hand?

[Grunts]

- You ready?

- Yeah.

Two.

Three.

[Corpse thuds]

[Men sigh]

Who's gonna run the mule train to bring the gold up?

We done offed all the men slaves

and sellin' off all the women.

- Congratulations.

You've been temporarily promoted to mule train driver.

And all your drinkin' buddies?

They're gonna be workin' pick-axes from dusk till dawn.

- For how long?

We didn't sign up for no mining work. We're hired guns.

- For as long as it takes me to get new volunteers.

Finish burying that body,

and meet me back in the mine in 30 minutes.

And don't be late.

[Brooding electronic music]

- Come on.

Get in there.

Stay quiet or you're not getting any dinner tonight.

[Jail door clangs]

- Star, I guess we'll camp here tonight.

[Grass tears]

Star, if you could please just stop eating. [Sighs]

I do need to get some rest.

Look, I promise we'll be there soon.

We're getting close.

[Star snorts]

Don't huff and puff at me.

I love you, too. Goodnight.

- Ah, my boy is back.

- Mornin', Mr. Harper.

- Sheriff? What brings you way out here?

[Austin sighs]

- Well, I'm sorry to tell you I'm carrying some bad news.

Your boy Ben was found dead last night

outside the saloon over in cassava.

- Who'd you say they found?

[Austin sighs]

- I'm sorry, ma'am. They found Ben.

Outside a saloon in cassava. [Melancholy piano music]

- What?

No! [Sobs]

- I'm terribly sorry, ma'am. If there's anything I can do...

- [Nellie] No! [Sobs]

- Did they catch the scum who done it?

- Yes, ma'am.

And I can guarantee you he's gonna swing for it.

- Take me to him, now.

- All right. Let's go.

[Nellie sobs]

- [Keg] I'll get my horse.

[Nellie sobs]

[Suspenseful music]

- Take as much time as you need, Mr. Harper.

- Time. There is no more time.

A rope is too good for the scumbag who did this to my boy.

Stupid kid.

All these years we spent groomin' you

to sweet talk them politicians.

Negotiate contracts.

And our mine is so close to that big score, I can taste it.

But don't matter,

'cause come hell or high water,

I am gonna squeeze every nugget out of that mine!

[Chuckles]

Just too bad you're not going to be around to help spend it.

Bye, son.

- Keg, Liz and Nellie.

There will be times of grief and sorrow,

but also understand that there will come that time

that there are no tears past the gates of heaven.

Know that you are being prayed for.

You

have our condolences,

but also know that the lord will keep you,

guard and guide you,

and give you a comfort that passes all understanding

during this time of your sorrow.

[Whispering]

- How you doing, Nellie?

- I'm okay for the moment.

- Several folks brought food for the funeral.

Wanna try a bite?

- [Chuckles] Do I have to?

- You don't have to,

but they did take the time to make and bring the food.

- You're right. I don't want to appear ungrateful.

- How you doing, Nellie?

You ready for some dinner?

- Yes, but first I need to tell you, I wanna go home, keg.

I need to go home to my mother and father

as soon as possible.

- I understand. Don't you worry.

I'll have a couple of my men

take you to the next stagecoach.

They'll escort you all the way to the train station.

[Thunder claps]

- I can't find my reading spectacles anywhere.

I can't leave without 'em.

- Well, the last time I saw you with them was yesterday

when we were actually in here talking to pastor michaelson,

and I bet keg probably thought they were his.

- Can you help me look?

I fear my eyes have gone so bad,

I couldn't find them if they were sitting on my nose.

- Ah-hah! I found them.

Here you go.

Wait.

What is this?

And I believe this belongs to you.

- This is a letter to my parents.

I gave this to keg months ago, I promised I'd write to them

when I got settled in at the ranch with Ben.

Why didn't keg send my letter?

He promised he'd put it on the coach himself.

Did you hear a word I said?

- Yes, I heard what you said. It's a great question.

Keg's out on the front porch right now.

Why don't we go ask him?

- Keg, I found the letter to my parents in your office.

You promised to put it on the stage months ago.

What happened?

- Oh, I'm sorry, Nellie. Sometimes things slip by me.

Too many things to do and not enough time in the day.

- It's okay. I guess I'll be home soon enough. [Chuckles]

- Keg, honey, when we were trying to find

Nellie's spectacles, I found this in your desk.

Is this what I think it is?

[Tense music]

- Get yourself back in that house.

Now!

- Did you look at this? Did you?

- Yes, but only for a moment. I only saw Liz reading it.

I don't even know what it is.

Why, keg?

- Nevermind. It's fine.

No matter.

You best go back in the house and finish your packin' now.

You don't wanna be late for that stagecoach now, do ya?

- No. No, I don't.

- [Hand] Hey, boss.

Wagon's ready. We can take miss Nellie into town.

[Suspenseful electronic music]

- There's been a change in plans.

She seen the map.

It's a damn shame, but we've gotta get rid of her now.

I want you to take her up to Willow cliff.

Make it look like the poor grieving widow

couldn't bare to live without her husband.

And I don't want no hassles from the sheriff.

- [Hand] Understood, boss. I'll take care of it.

[Clattering]

[Nellie pants]

- Good afternoon, sir.

Samuel t. Sullivan at your service.

I don't see too many fine gentlemen in our little town.

- Good morning.

Would you happen to know where I could

find the big box ranch?

- Matter of fact, I do.

It's the biggest beef outfit in the territory.

You just go down here to the end of the street,

by the boarding house and make a left,

then go straight about 12 miles.

There'll be a sign that says "bbr".

When you see the sign, you'll know you're there.

- Thank you.

- You're lookin' a little worse for wear.

Could I interest you in, uh,

the finest snake oil this side of the muddy Mississippi?

You can't get it from a doctor. You may ask why.

- As a matter of fact, I would not.

I will take no part in supporting

the migration of your ilk's deplorable shoddyocracy.

Now, be on your way,

before I forget I'm a gentleman.

[Sighs]

[Sighs]

Nellie and this town go together like chalk and cheese.

[Chuckles]

Well, star.

Let's keep movin'.

[Tense music]

- Howdy, stranger.

What can we do for you?

Good afternoon. I'm Marshall Clayton Thorn.

- Keg Harper. What can I help you with, marshal?

- I have a letter for Mrs. Nellie Harper.

- If you just wanna give that letter to me,

I'll make sure it gets to Nellie.

She's my daughter-in-law, you know.

- I understand.

I'm under strict orders to deliver it personally.

- Oh, I see.

Liz?

Liz!

- What?

- [Keg] Go get Nellie and hurry it up.

- Nellie!

She's not in the house and she's still not done packing.

Maybe she's out trying to find more

of her missing belongings, like that letter.

Nellie's packing- - Liz!

Go find Nellie, please.

Nellie, been takin' some long walks.

Ever since her husband passed away.

- Comes as a great surprise to me.

How's Nellie holding up?

- As good as one could expect, I suppose.

Losing my son has been hard on all of US.

As soon as Nellie gets back,

I'll be sure to send someone to town to notify you.

Have a good day, marshal.

- I guess I'll be headed back to town, then.

Sorry to hear about Ben's passing.

- I think we've got trouble.

Go find Nellie now.

We've gotta get rid of her.

Let's finish this up.

- Okay, boss.

- Where's she at, Liz?

- Where's who at?

- Don't get smart with me. Where's Nellie?

- Somewhere other than here, obviously. I'm not her keeper.

- No, first you snooped through my desk,

then you question me about my business,

out there for all the hired hands to see.

I'm gonna teach you a lesson.

[Slaps] - No! Keg, stop!

Stop, stop, stop! [Slaps]

[Ominous music]

- So, tell me, marshal. What brings you to our little town?

Business or pleasure?

- Well, I suppose a bit of both.

A good family friend asked if I would

deliver a letter to his daughter, Nellie Harper.

- Well, your friends are pretty fortunate

to have someone like you to call on, then.

- Well, I too am anxious to see an old friend.

[Wolves howl]

[Wolves howl]

- Hello, hello? [Frantic knocks]

Is anybody there?

[Pants]

[Wolves howl and whimper]

[Sobs]

[Wolves howl]

Go on! Get out of here!

You hurt my horse, I swear I'll kill you!

[Pants]

- You wanna go?

- [Austin] Well, here's to helping old friends

in tough times.

- Evening, sheriff. - Evening, manuela.

- Looks like you two are the only ones left in the saloon.

- [Austin] Well, we're the only real professionals, I guess.

[Manuela chuckles]

Tell me, manuela, what's the chances you might have

a clean hotel room for this gentleman tonight?

- Hm, pretty good.

We got a couple quiet rooms left, I think.

Just let me know when you're ready and I'll get you set up.

- [Clayton] Very much appreciated.

- All right.

[Clayton chuckles] For the road.

If it don't kill ya, it only makes you better.

[Glasses clink]

[Grunts]

All right.

[Clayton groans]

[Belches]

[Hooves clop]

[Wolves howl and whimper]

[Gun fires]

[Gun fires]

[Gun fires]

- Hey! You in the cabin!

Come out and show your face!

I don't know who you are or what you're doin' in my cabin,

but I'm sheriff Austin Shelby and I don't appreciate it.

[Door creaks]

- Sheriff, it's Nellie Harper.

Please help me. They're trying to kill me.

- Nellie Harper?

[Nellie sobs]

All right now, Mrs. Harper, try to calm yourself.

Start from the beginning,

and tell me who's trying to chase you?

Who's trying to kill you?

- Keg Harper.

He promised he'd take me to the stagecoach,

so I could go back home,

then I overheard him tell one of his men to get rid of me.

To make it look like I took my own life.

- Are you sure you heard that right?

- Yes, of course.

I heard him say "make it look like she took her own life."

- Did he mention anything to you about a man

named Clayton Thorn coming into town?

- Clayton's in town?

Clayton? He's in town?

- Yeah, he's at the hotel in destiny.

I believe he's carrying a letter for you, from your folks.

- Oh, no. I hope nothing's wrong.

I haven't corresponded with my family in months.

- You know, Mrs. Harper, I think that the marshal and I

can keep a whole lot better eye on you in town than here.

Why don't we get your things together and go?

All right?

Here, you better take this.

It's a little cold outside, all right?

- I'm ready to go,

but I don't know if my horse survived the wolves.

- He did. He's all right.

I saw him when I came in.

He's okay.

And you will be, too.

[Nellie sniffles]

That, too.

Okay?

All right. Come on.

[Crickets chirp]

[Tense music]

- Give US the girl and we'll leave quietly.

- Do you know who I am?

I'm sheriff Austin Shelby.

- We know who you are.

- I don't intend to hand her over to anybody.

[Nellie screams]

- Shelby! Shelby!

Shelby!

- Come on! [Nellie screams]

[Men laugh]

- Well, I guess the boss wouldn't want US

to bring her to the ranch.

You know, where Liz could see her?

- You mean because she ain't gonna be with US long?

[Men chuckle]

- [Hand] You best go back to the ranch and get his orders.

- Not me.

- Yeah.

- Oh, that ain't fair!

- Go on, get!

- That ain't fair. I'm always missing out on the fun.

- Get!

- [Jake] Ain't fair!

- [Sniffs] Oh, you smell like peaches.

I bet you'd fetch a pretty penny as a wagtail

down there in Mexico.

Well, I'm gonna go take a piss and when I get back,

we're gonna have some fun.

[Nellie sobs]

[Grunts]

[Nellie breathes heavily]

[Footsteps approach]

Come here, sweetie. We're gonna have US a good time.

Come on, now. [Ominous music]

- Stop right there.

Right there. Let her go, now.

- Who's out there?

Jake? You quit playin' around now.

Who's there?

- Your worst nightmare.

Surrender or you're five seconds away from being a dead man.

- I got your surrender right here.

[Gun fires] [Groans]

[Nellie sobs]

- You ready to ride? All right, come on.

[Suspenseful music]

[Knocks]

[Door creaks]

Clayton, Clayton!

- Nellie. - Clayton.

[Door creaks] [Sobs]

- What's wrong?

What happened to you?

- I found her hiding in my cabin,

so I brought her here for safe keepin'.

- Clayton, I wanna go home.

Everything here has gone so terribly wrong.

I miss mama and papa.

[Brooding piano music]

- They sent me to deliver that.

- [Mother] Nellie, our darling girl,

we cannot tell you how much we miss you.

Every room in this house has become an echo of your absence.

It has been too many months

since we have seen your beautiful face, and yet,

we have received not one letter from you.

While we were indeed against your marriage to Ben Harper,

you must know all we have ever wanted

was your happiness and wellbeing.

Please know that we are not angry,

however, your lack of correspondence

both saddens and worries our hearts.

We are left with no other choice than to send marshal Thorn

with our letter to ensure your safety

and that you receive our letter in its entirety.

If you are unhappy with your new home in any way,

please, look to marshal Thorn

to deliver you safely back home.

However, if all is well with you, then we are happy for it

and would love to hear about your new life.

Please, send your letter back with marshal Thorn.

With much love and affection.

Mama and papa.

- Dry your eyes.

You're going home.

[Nellie sobs]

I swear.

[Sighs]

[Suspenseful music]

- It's about time you got here.

- Hi, how you doin'? - I'm all right.

I think you're gonna be real happy

with what I show you here. We've had a heck of a production.

- Well, about time somethin' goes right around here.

[Laughs]

Would you look at that!

- I'd say it's our biggest day yet.

- Looks like we finally hit the mother lode.

- Well, if this vein holds out one more month,

we're gonna be able to close down and ride out of here,

richer than the union pacific railroad.

- Wow! That sure is a pretty sight.

- [Hand] Hey, boss.

- Do we have a problem?

- Nellie seen the map.

No doubt the sheriff is helping her.

It's a shame, but we can't afford any loose ends.

We're gonna have to send some men into town.

I think I've got a plan.

- This here's Floyd. Floyd's my best man.

This is keg.

- Sir.

- Floyd.

- I'm gonna need you to go into town with keg and his men,

make sure there aren't any loose ends.

The last thing we need is some church belle

spillin' the beans on our business here.

- Let's go inside, Clark.

- Where's the stagecoach, sheriff?

[Austin sighs]

- It'll get here when it gets here.

Meantime, don't wear out that window.

Even keg Harper wouldn't do anything

in the middle of town in broad daylight.

- From what you communicated,

it sounds like he's capable of anything.

- Well, yeah, but...

I cannot imagine, for the life of me,

what is on that map that he'd be willing to kill for.

As soon as we can get her on that stage,

I'll be getting a posse together to find out.

[Tense music]

[Thuds]

- Service!

How about some service out here?

- What can I get ya?

- Whisky.

The best you've got.

- Be right back.

[Glass shatters]

- Stay here. Keep an eye on her.

I'm gonna see what's goin' on downstairs.

[Door creaks]

- What are we gonna do?

[Bottle thuds]

- What the hell are you doing to my bar?

This is a professional establishment.

- Where is my whisky?

- Are you gonna clean up your mess first?

- Go get my whisky right now, woman!

- Clean up your mess first! - Go get it now!

- Hey! Hey!

What's goin' on here?

- He's causing trouble, breaking things in my bar, sheriff.

- Are you making manuela mad?

'Cause ain't nobody here like manuela mad.

Now, you're gonna pay for your mess,

and you're gonna get outta here and get back on your horse

and go back where you came from.

- Excuse me?

- I'm the sheriff and this here badge don't impress you,

maybe this will.

[Door creaks]

Now back it up, cowboy.

- Well, I'm sorry to be a nuisance, sheriff.

I'll be on my way.

[Tense music]

- [Austin] Sorry about that, manuela.

[Gun fires]

- [Nellie] Clayton!

Clayton!

No!

No, let go of me! [Screams]

Leave me alone! [Screams]

[Screams]

- [Austin] Marshal!

Where's Nellie, marshal?

- They got her.

Go find her.

[Bat clacks]

[Grunts and groans]

- [Nellie] Let go of me!

[Screams]

[Henchman groans]

[Austin pants]

[Tense music]

- Sheriff, are you okay?

- Yeah! Yeah, they got Nellie, go after her.

Your hotel reservation's ready.

Come on.

[Ominous music]

- Henry.

Ride back to town and tell the sheriff we found 'em.

We're gonna need help.

There's too many men down there for just you and I.

I'll be waiting here for you.

- [Henry] All right. Watch your back, Wendell.

- I'm rapidly running out of Patience with you.

Tell me where they've taken Nellie Harper!

Tell me where they've taken Nellie Harper.

Can you hear me?

Where have they taken her?

- I got nothin' to say to you.

- Is that right?

Well, let me tell you somethin'.

I got plenty of eye-witnesses that can attest

to your involvement in her kidnapping.

And any harm comes to Nellie Harper...

I can guarantee you're gonna be laughing

out of the other side of your face before it's over.

[Clayton sighs]

- How's that arm, marshal?

Boy, you are lucky.

You know, doc said that bullet just barely grazed ya.

How's that medication feelin'?

Is making things better for ya?

Marshal?

How's that pain medication treatin' ya? Are you okay?

You know, how's that Nellie?

You know, the whole town's talkin' about her.

They said that the sheriff is still out lookin' for her.

No, marshal, you need to sit down.

That medication hasn't worn off yet.

Till it wears off, okay?

Just have a seat right here, marshal.

Marshal, you can't go yet.

Not until the medication wears off.

Marshal, get back here.

Marshal! Marshal, you forgot your hat!

As stubborn as a mule, that one.

- Don't think your boss is gonna get you off this time.

I got too many eyes on you.

Oh, look. You got a visitor.

- Who's this?

- This fine upstanding citizen ambushed me in the alley,

so his friend could get away with Nellie.

[Henchman groans]

Here. [Henchman groans]

Don't wanna mess up his face for the hangman. Come on.

There you go. [Henchman groans]

Now...

How you feelin' now? [Henchman groans]

Got anything to say now?

[Tense music]

- Sheriff, we found where they're keepin' Nellie.

- All right, round up as many men as you can

willin' to go up against keg Harper.

- I'll make sure of it, sheriff.

[Door slams]

- Clock's runnin' out on you, son.

Tick, tock.

- I think I'm gonna lend 'em a hand.

- All right. Well, let's get you to bed, sunshine.

[Henchman groans]

[Suspenseful music]

- Thought you were headed back to town?

No, no!

[Gun fires]

- Where's Nellie?

I don't wanna hear anything, except "she is alive and safe."

- What is this? What's goin' on here?

Liz, I don't have time for this.

- Oh, you better have time for this, or else.

- Or else what?

- This money is gonna go up in flames.

- You wouldn't dare.

- Bet me.

Now, what I want you to do is I want you to go get Nellie,

and I want you to bring her back to me, alive and safe.

- I'll get Nellie.

She's not far away.

Nothin' better happen to my money, Liz.

[Door closes]

[Suspenseful music]

- That's a sight more men than I figured we'd be up against.

- Let's hope a bennison is bestowed upon US, then.

- A benna-what?

- A bennison. It means blessing.

What're we looking at here, sheriff?

- This is ol' keg Harper place. There's not much left of it.

Except maybe some old corals in the back.

If anything's going on, it'd be in that little old adobe

building there that they use for tack and saddle sometimes.

You remember this place, right, Henry?

- Yeah, I've been here a few times.

- All right, the best way to go at it is,

Henry, if you slide along that ol' rodeo there?

Remember that old adobe wall

that fell down they never fixed?

- Yeah, yeah, I think I remember.

- Get up close to that, all right?

So you got a little bit of cover.

- All right.

- And as far as you, marshal.

If you go right up to that fence line,

keep a quick eye on those fences.

There's slats that're a little open.

They might be able to see you.

That way, you'll flank that wall

and I'll go right through the center.

We should have most of it covered,

if not everything, all right?

- Let's move.

- [Keg] The girl's gonna have to go with me.

- That wasn't our agreement, keg. Where's the money?

- You're gonna have to trust me on this one.

- Trust you?

[Footsteps approach]

[Suspenseful music]

[Knocks]

[Gun fires]

[Gun fires]

What is this? Is your doing?

- I got nothing to do with this.

- [Clark] Floyd, get your men!

What're you up to, keg? - They ain't with me.

- End of the line, boys.

Miss Harper's got a stage to catch.

[Gun fires]

You make a wise choice, son.

[Gun fires]

- I surrender.

[Guns fire]

- Wrong choice.

Dead. Let's get Nellie.

[Rain splashes]

- They're coming! They're coming!

- Help US! - Help US!

- Please, help US!

- God bless you.

Thank you. - Thank you.

- Come on, run! Run!

- How are you, Nellie?

- She's fine. Where's my money?

Woman, if I gotta ask you for my money one more time,

I am gonna beat you half to death.

- That's fine by me. You won't ever find it.

You can keep on searching year after year and hoping that

the drought don't take down the herd and the ranch with it.

Nellie, come here.

Did any of those scum buckets hurt you?

- You told me to bring you Nellie.

Now, I done brought you Nellie, now give me my money.

- I'll give it you soon enough.

Keg, where'd you get all that money,

and why you been keepin' it from me?

Nellie's been nothin' but kind to US.

- Where that money come from is none of your business,

and it's not meant for the likes of you.

I got big plans, Liz! Bigger than this old ranch.

And they don't include you anymore.

As far as Nellie?

She could've been on that train right now,

if the two of you hadn't found my map.

Now, she's a loose end I've gotta take care of.

And because you insisted on knowin' all my business,

that makes two loose ends I've gotta get rid of.

- Drop your gun, keg.

[Gun clunks]

[Keg laughs]

- I should've known I couldn't get the drop on you, Liz.

- [Chuckles] You think?

- So what happens now?

You gonna run off with all my money?

Or can we make some sort of a deal, honey?

[Gun fires]

- No deal.

- You know, Mrs. Harper, I gotta say,

I've never felt more relieved than to see you standing here,

safe and ready to go home.

And I've got every confidence that the marshal there'll

make sure that the rest of your trip

goes without unintended consequences.

- Thank you, sheriff Shelby.

I can't thank you and Clayton enough.

Not to mention you, Liz. You saved my life.

I hope I see you again someday.

- You never know.

I just might come up there one day onto your doorstep

and give those snooty neighbors of yours

somethin' to talk about, [chuckles] Wouldn't that be a hoot?

I have something for ya. In case I don't ever see you again.

- What is it?

- It's a little something to start that school house with,

but let's keep it a secret between US.

- Come on, Nellie.

[Nellie chuckles]

- Mrs. Harper?

- Liz.

My friends call me Liz.

- Yes, ma'am. Liz.

You know, I was just thinkin',

after all the trial and tribulations you've been through,

you deserve a good meal.

How about lettin' me buy you lunch?

- Sheriff!

- Austin. All my friends call me Austin.

And my enemies call me everything else.

- Well, Austin, how about I buy US lunch and drinks,

and I'm not gonna take "no" for an answer.

- Well, you know, you my mama told me to never argue

with a woman, so uh, I think you got yourself a deal.

- Never argue with a woman?

Looks like we're gonna get along just fine.

- I think we are, Liz.

- Austin.

[Austin chuckles]

[Warm string music]