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- [Narrator] San Francisco right after the gold rush,

birthplace of modern crime,

spawning ground for 20th-century racketeering.

Recent immigrants were the favorite victims,

and though later gangsters added vicious refinements,

the basic techniques stayed the same.

It was pay or else.

Simple, primitive, but so effective

that only rarely could the vigilantes persuade a victim

to testify against his persecutors.

(fists thump)

- [Jack] Mr. Schiller, are the two men

who assaulted you present in this courtroom?

- No, I do not see them.

(table bangs)

- The prisoners will rise.

- You heard him, on your feet.

- Mr. Schiller, are these the two men that beat you

and wrecked your store?

- No.

- You're not even looking at them.

- No, it is not them.

I have made mistake.

(Kemp and Hazard laugh)

- All right, maybe we can't hold you this time,

but I promise you, one of these days,

I am going to find a witness that you can't scare.

And then we will see who'll have the last laugh.

♪ California ♪

♪ California ♪

♪ There's gold in them there hills ♪

- [Narrator] "The Californians."

♪ California ♪

♪ I've come to live where life is best ♪

♪ In the golden west ♪

♪ I'm gonna strike it rich in California ♪

♪ California ♪

(soft orchestral music)

- Fritz, you're sharpening that razor to nothing.

- Papa, you always say a barber is judged by his steel,

and for my first customer.

- I hope I'm not making a mistake in this, letting you-

- But you promised.

Besides, you said the shaves I gave you

were the best you ever had.

- To nick Papa is one thing,

but a paying customer.

(buzzes tongue)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(door slams)

Fritz, run over to Miller's.

Get our dinner.

- Dinner?

But it's so early.

With two customers, you might need help.

- I'll manage, just go.

(door opens)

(door closes)

(coins jangle)

- You're short.

- That's all I've got.

(drawer rattles)

- Our barber's confused, Kemp.

Maybe you better straighten him out.

- Hold it.

I'll have it for you next week.

This week, I had to buy some...

Oh, god.

(glass shatters)

(glass clatters)

- What's my barber doing away from his shop, huh?

- Papa sent me to get dinner.

- Dinner?

When your first customer's coming for a shave?

Nonsense, my boy.

Time enough to eat after you've made me presentable first.

- Papa, what happened?

(Max grunts)

Well, you're hurt.

- [Max] It's nothing, an accident.

- Hello, Max.

- [Max] Hello.

- You know, strangely enough,

those two men who just left specialize in accidents.

(glass clatters)

- Ha, are you sure you want to be shaved

by the apprentice?

- Yes, of course.

I promised him that I'd be his first victim.

Do you know what those two did

to your friend, Schiller?

They put him out of business, Max.

- I know.

- Well, the same thing could happen to you, too, you know.

- No, it won't, Mr. McGivern.

I have an arrangement.

(ominous orchestral music)

- Well, uh, good night, all.

- Dion, I've been thinking.

- Well, you can tell me about that in the morning, huh?

- I was about to say that I think

that you should go and talk to Max Bruckner tonight.

- Well, I don't.

- Jack, can't you see he has a very important engagement?

- Oh, I should hate to think

that the work of the Vigilance Committee

or the lives and safety of a few hundred people

would interfere with Mr. Patrick's social engagement.

Ho-ho, first things first, by all means.

- By all means.

- What's the lady's name, Dion?

What's she like?

- Well, she's, uh,

well, she's just a girl.

- Oh.

- Fair or dark? Short or tall?

- Maybe he hasn't noticed, dear.

- You should bring her round

so we can meet her.

- Oh, no, she's, uh,

well, she's extremely shy.

- Shy?

Oh, yes, I'll bet she is, yes,

like a brass band.

- Well, I'm, uh, I'm already late.

- Well, you're going to be even later.

You want the same thing to happen to Max

that happened to Schiller?

He let us down in the courtroom

because we didn't keep after him.

Now, you go on out there tonight,

and talk to Max Bruckner.

- Oh, now, that sounds like an order.

- You've extremely good ears.

It is.

- Well.

- Hm?

Oh.

Oh, why didn't you tell me that sooner, huh?

(door closes)

(Jack laughs)

Yes.

(Jack clears throat)

- What was all that about?

- Oh, you know, it's just that he said the girl's name

was Juliet, and, uh,

I don't think you'd like her very much, dear.

She just came from, uh, France.

- Paris?

- Yes, yes, I believe so.

(soft orchestral music)

- Maybe next time you come,

Max will have the chair finished.

- Look, when I've got something to say,

I have to come right out with it.

Max, I know you're paying tribute to the Regulators.

- Fritz, go over to the Laningers' for a little while.

- No, Papa.

- Hey.

- Fritz should stay.

One day, he'll be your partner,

and this concerns him.

- All right.

I pay them.

Who doesn't?

- That's no answer.

You're a citizen, Max, you've got rights.

You're the one who should show all the others.

You know the law here was set up

to protect you from these leeches.

If it doesn't, the vigilantes will.

Now, you've got nothing to be afraid of

if you stand up to these thugs.

- You stand up, and they knock you down.

- What happens if you stay on your knees?

- What happens?

What happened to Wolf, the baker,

and Meier, and his shoe shop,

and the Hatsingers?

They're all kaput.

They're out of business.

- Yeah, well, they're not gonna take our shop.

- Talk is easy.

- Yes, it is,

and all our people have listened to you talk, Max.

There's been enough talk.

Now, do something.

Show them.

- But that's foolish.

How can one man alone stand-

- You won't be alone, Max.

Now, help us get these men,

and the vigilantes will do the rest.

- Suppose they hurt Donna or Fritz?

- We're not afraid, are we, Mama?

- Max, you and your family will be protected.

Now, when do they collect next?

- Do what's right, Max,

what you've always said was right.

- All right.

They come on Tuesdays in the morning, late.

- We'll be ready.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(wagon clatters)

(dog barks)

- Fritz, they're coming.

(dog barks)

(door closes)

- I have decided not to make any more payments to you.

- All of a sudden, Kemp,

our barber's very brave.

(dog barks)

- Let's just see how really brave he-

- Kemp, wait.

A man doesn't suddenly become brave without good reason,

very good reason.

Let's go.

- You can't let him get away with it.

- He won't.

There's nothing much more to be done just now.

(door closes)

(Hazard laughs)

- Well, they were onto us.

- Well, never mind.

We'll get them the next time.

(dramatic orchestral music)

(people shout)

- Compliments of your friend, Max Bruckner.

All right, boys, pull it over.

(men grunt)

- Roche.

(Roche shouts)

- Papa, darling.

Papa, darling.

- Mrs. Weber, what happened?

Who did all this?

- These terrible men.

It's all because of you.

They say they do this to us because of you.

Papa.

Papa, darling.

Papa, darling.

(soft orchestral music)

- Our wagon they didn't hurt.

Why?

- What can I say?

I was a fool.

Henry, I am sorry.

Fraulein Igneri, if I would have known...

You kept your promise, my family's safe,

but what a price.

- This is a terrible thing

that's happened to you people, and I'm sorry,

but you can't blame Max.

What he did, he did for you, to help all of you.

Now, you've got to stand together and back him up.

Now, you saw the men who did this.

Who's coming with me to identify them

and swear out a complaint?

- You've gotta listen to Mr. Dion.

Do what he says.

- Quiet, Fritz.

- Listen, you've got to explain to them, Max.

This is their chance to get rid of these thugs.

They must fight back.

- Just let us alone.

- Please, Max.

- Haven't they suffered enough?

(soft orchestral music)

Just let us alone.

(soft orchestral music)

- They just don't have any more faith

in me or in the Vigilance Committee.

Why should they, after what's happened?

- Well, they surely don't think

that Kemp and Hazard can outsmart us forever, do they?

- Oh, they're not thinking at all anymore.

They've seen their wagons wrecked,

their furniture smashed.

It's a miracle somebody wasn't killed.

- That's all the more reason

why they'd want to testify against Kemp and Hazard.

- I told you, nobody will take the stand as a witness.

- You sound as if you were going to call it quits, too.

- You know me better than that.

(door opens)

(door closes)

- I've just been checking on your Juliet from Paris.

- Oh?

- And if you want my advice-

- Oh, he does, Martha, he does, yes.

- I don't think you should get involved

with that kind of girl.

- Now, don't you worry about that, Martha, dear.

I'll talk to the young lady myself.

- Oh, no, you won't.

I'll see to that.

- Oh.

- Wait a minute, Jack, I was wrong.

We have got a witness,

the only one in the bunch

with any real courage.

- You're not going to go see him tonight, are you?

- No, first thing tomorrow morning.

Tonight, I'm, uh,

well, tonight, I'm busy.

(soft orchestral music)

(door closes)

- Fritz, perhaps you better go and get our dinner now.

- You don't have to send me out, Papa.

I know they're coming.

- I still think it would be better

if you wouldn't be here.

- Papa, don't give them the money.

- Fritz, I cannot make the same mistake twice.

- But it wasn't a mistake.

- Shh.

(door opens)

(door closes)

- You know, barber, you caused us an awful lot of trouble.

(coins jangle)

- Here.

Now get out.

(coins clink)

- That's not enough.

Our price has gone up.

Gonna cost you $20 a week more.

- $20 more?

- [Hazard] Mm-hm.

- Don't do it, Papa.

Don't give them any more money.

- Shut up, boy.

- You gotta listen to me, Papa.

If we don't say no today, we're finished.

- I said shut up.

- Get out, get out, get out and stay out.

- Fritz.

Give it to me.

Give it to me.

(ominous orchestral music)

Don't.

(drawer clatters)

Take this.

This is all I got.

Tomorrow, I'll give you the rest,

but now, go.

- You oughta play it smart like your papa, boy.

You'll take less headaches.

(door closes)

- You all right, Fritz?

I knew it,

I knew you shouldn't have been here when they came,

but I never thought you are going to try such a crazy thing.

Fritz, you got to learn,

learn to think of the consequences.

- I think I've learned enough for one day, Papa.

Like Mr. Dion told us,

someone's gotta stand up against those men.

(door opens and closes)

(Max sighs)

- Where is Fritz?

- Thought he was with you.

- No, he left the shop before noon.

- Why?

- Those men came for their money.

- You paid them?

- Of course, so Master Fritz gets angry with me,

and just walks out.

I thought he would come home.

- No, he hasn't been here.

- What are you doing?

- We should look for him.

- No, let him sulk.

Finish the supper, huh?

He'll get back when he's hungry.

- Max, I'm going.

Are you coming with me?

Mr. Patrick, Fritz didn't come home.

We're going to look for him.

- That's why I'm here.

Fritz is at the McGivern's.

- Oh, thank God he is safe.

- See? I told you.

He was sulking.

- It's a lot more than that, Max.

- Why? What's happened?

What's the matter with Fritz?

- Fritz came to Mr. McGivern to volunteer as a witness

against those men, Max.

- Fritz as a witness?

You would accept the testimony of a boy?

- Sometimes, a child knows things men have forgotten.

- Fritz says he won't live with you or work with you

because you've turned the shop over to the Regulators.

- I know.

It hasn't been easy for him to understand.

Ideals.

Give him a couple of days.

His anger will pass.

- I don't believe that, Max,

and I don't think you do.

- You know, Mr. Patrick,

you should have brought him back.

- He'd only run away again.

- Then he'd be brought back again.

- Oh, Max, Max, you can't force Fritz to live with us

any more than you can force him to be our son.

- Look, Max, I don't know what happened

in your barber shop today when Kemp and Hazard came.

I don't wanna know.

That's between you and Fritz.

But whatever it was, it pulled you two apart.

- Every boy has to find out some time

that his father is not a giant.

- Oh, Fritz doesn't ask you to be a giant.

He just expects you to act like a man.

- I am his father,

and I have the right to demand obedience.

- Obedience?

Is that what you want, obedience?

What about respect?

What about respect?

Think it over, Max.

When you've decided, you know where to find me.

- What happened today

with Fritz and those men?

- I tried him get out of the shop before he came.

- What happened?

Look at me.

- They wanted more money,

so Fritz took the razor,

and ordered him to get out,

so I took it from him,

and then one of the men hit Fritz.

- They hit your son?

- Ja.

- And what did you do?

- What can I do?

- You are his father, and you ask that?

What could be worse than betraying your son?

What, Max?

What's happened to you?

What kind of thing have you become?

Crawling, whining, afraid.

What do you call yourself?

What?

- I don't know.

I just don't know.

Maybe I'm a nothing.

- That isn't true.

It can't be true.

You had a dream, remember?

A new life for us, especially for Fritz,

in a country where any man can grow as big as he is able.

That was a good dream, Max, a big dream,

so big, it carried us across the world,

took the place of food, money, everything.

And now, where this dream can come true,

you tell us to forget it,

that we were foolish ever to believe in it.

(Max whimpers)

Listen to me, Max.

I know you, I love you.

You are a man, a big man,

much bigger than you think,

if only you'll get up off your knees.

(soft orchestral music)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(fists thump)

(wood clatters)

(shovel clangs)

(fist thumps)

(Kemp grunts)

(fist thumps)

(fist thumps)

- Now, Mister, stay out of our business.

(soft orchestral music)

(mug clinks)

(door opens)

(door closes)

This is tomorrow, barber.

Where's the other $5?

- I have no $5 for you,

no money for you ever.

- Kemp, he's a very stupid man.

You better give him another lesson.

(Max grunts)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(men grunt)

- All right, boys, take those two out.

- Nice going, Max.

- Thanks.

- The hardest part is still ahead, Max.

- Yeah.

- Now then, Mr. Bruckner,

did these men threaten you

or anyone close to you with physical violence?

- Yes, sir.

They struck my son, Fritz.

When I refused to pay tribute to them,

they beat us up.

They've destroyed our camp.

They wrecked the wagons of my neighbors,

and they beat and trampled innocent men and women.

- Are the men guilty

of these attacks present in this courtroom?

- Yes, those two,

Tom Kemp and Steve Hazard.

(people chatter)

(gavel bangs)

- Thanks to the identification by a witness

who refused to be intimidated,

this court finds Steven Hazard

and Thomas Kemp guilty of assault and extortion.

They will be escorted to the city limits of San Francisco

by members of the Vigilance Committee,

and I can promise you

that, if ever they show their faces

in this town again,

this court will not be so lenient.

(ominous orchestral music)

Max, will you take it easy?

What's the matter with you today?

That's the second time you've nicked me.

- I'm sorry, I'm a little nervous

what Fritz might do to Mr. Dion.

- This arrangement suits me fine, Jack.

Bruckner shaves you, son shaves me.

Bruckner and son.

♪ California ♪

♪ Oh, I've traveled here, I've traveled there ♪

♪ I guess I've been most everywhere ♪

♪ But I like where I am today ♪

♪ And here is where I'll stay ♪

♪ Now, one thing I just can't endure ♪

♪ Is being broke and being poor ♪

♪ So I come west to take the cure ♪

♪ And here is where I'll stay ♪

♪ I come to California ♪

♪ California ♪

♪ There's gold in them there hills in California ♪

♪ I've come to live where life is best ♪

♪ In the golden west ♪

♪ I'm gonna strike it rich in California ♪

♪ California ♪

♪ California ♪

♪ There's gold in them there hills ♪

♪ In California ♪

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