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(dramatic music)

- [Matt] San Francisco

in the 1850s was an unpredictable town.

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(man falls)

- [Marshal] All right you.

On your feet.

- Marshal, you don't think

I really meant to rob that bank, did you?

It was just a little joke.

- Well the joke is on you.

♪ Cal-i-forn-i-ay ♪

♪ Cal-i-forn-i-ay ♪

- [Narrator] The Californians. ♪ There's gold in them ♪

♪ there hills in Cal-i-forn-i-ay ♪

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

♪ In the golden west ♪

♪ I'm gonna strike it rich ♪

♪ In Cal-i-forn-i-ay ♪

♪ Cal-i-forn-i-ay ♪

- Hey Alonzo.

Back again, huh?

What's (indistinct) this time huh?

- Hello Mr. Basher.

It's good to see you again.

Always glad to see my old friends.

(Basher laughs)

Oh, Slade,

I had no idea that they'd hung you already.

- Shut up.

- Well, no offense man.

I'm just asking.

I'm always interested in the welfare of my friends.

- Get him away from me.

- Oh watch yourself Alonzo.

(keys jangle)

(door creaks)

- It looks real comfortable.

- Well, you ain't gonna be in here long enough.

Inside.

(door shuts)

(harmonica blows)

(harmonica blows)

(people chatter)

- Got company boss.

- Who is it?

Excuse me Katie.

You want to see me?

- You Marshal Wayne? - That's right.

- Ma gimme this for you.

(paper rustles)

- Listen to this.

"You got his pa in jail, and I ain't able to keep him.

So you gotta take care of him until his pa gets out.

His name is Martin van Buren Hicks."

This woman out of her mind?

Where's your mother?

Listen son, when I ask you a question, I expect an answer.

Where is your mother?

- How should I know?

- Looks like you got yourself a family Matt.

And it looks like bedtime.

- What do you mean Katie?

It's only 10:00.

- Do your duty pa.

(upbeat music)

(door opens)

(door shuts)

- Hey!

What do you want?

- It's time to get up.

- Go away.

I never get up this early.

(water splashes) (Martin yells)

(Martin falls)

- Now get over there and get washed.

- I'll get you tonight while you sleep.

- I'll blister your butt

until you won't be able to sit down

for a week. (water splashes)

There, now wash.

(Martin yells) (water splashes)

There.

- Gee, you ain't like the other ones.

- What other ones?

- The other marshals I've stayed with.

I had the Indian sign on them.

- Oh, you mean you've been through this before?

- Sure.

Every time pa gets tucked, ma sends me to the marshal.

You just bet your life pa doesn't stay

in jail long after I get there.

- What do you mean?

- They let him out to get rid of me.

You'll see what I mean.

(upbeat music)

(door opens)

- Morning Matt.

Oh, I see you got the little Hicks boy.

Morning Martin.

- Gotcha.

- Let me go you big (indistinct).

- What's the big idea Schaab?

- You go through his pockets Matt, I'll hold him.

(Schaab yells) (Martin kicks)

Last time he was in here, he made my life miserable

with his sling shot.

Time before that, it was snakes.

I can't abide a snake.

I just want to make sure he wasn't sneaking anything in.

- It's all right.

He didn't hurt him any Marshal.

- What you got there?

- Fleas.

Gonna start a circus.

- Fleas?

Not in my clean jail.

- They got away.

Every one of them.

(upbeat music)

(man hums) (door shuts)

- Well, if it ain't Marshal Wayne.

Scared my (indistinct) wouldn't bring

little Martin van Buren to visit me.

Howdy Martin.

- Howdy Pa.

- That's a good boy Marshal.

Yes sir, he's a smart as a whip,

and he'll be a joy to you

as long as you keep him with you.

- Which won't be long.

- Well, it never is.

- Now you listen to me Hicks.

You and your wife will use this boy as a pry

to get you out of trouble,

and it's always worked in the past, but not this time.

You are going to stand trial for attempted bank robbery,

and then you're going to prison.

- Yes Marshal, if you say so.

- And this boy is going back where he belongs,

to his mother.

- Now you be a good boy Martin van Buren,

and you do just like the Marshal tells you, huh?

- Sure Pa.

- Come on.

- [Slade] Marshal?

- What is it Slade?

- It's about my wife.

- I'll get your orders for her to have a pace.

- Thank you.

You're very kind.

- As long as you behave

I'll do whatever I can to make things easy for you.

- Even the rope Marshal?

- It's a little late to think of that.

- What else does a man think of when he's got

so few hours left?

I'd like to see my wife as soon as she arrives.

- You will.

(keys jangle)

(cabinet opens)

(door shuts)

- Fleas.

- Schaab, I'm gonna leave the boy with you a while.

I want to go up the hill and try to talk to his mother.

- Now Matt, it ain't safe to leave that kid alone with me.

- Now Schaab, you're not gonna hurt a little boy are you?

- I ain't saying it ain't safe for him,

I'm saying it ain't safe for me.

- Oh, well.

- You just be ready for anything

when you get back. (door opens)

(door shuts)

(cabinet opens and shuts)

Come on you.

- What are you gonna do?

- I'm gonna put you where it will be safe.

Now you come on.

(upbeat music) (Schaab trips)

(door opens)

Get in there.

(door shuts)

(Matt knocks)

(door opens)

- How do you do, are you Millicent Hicks?

- Yeah.

- I'm the City Marshal.

- Been expecting you.

Come on in.

(door shuts)

Suppose you come about the boy.

- That's right.

- Well, I wish you joy of him Marshal.

At least till his pa comes home.

- That won't be for a long time Mrs. Hicks.

Your husband is being held on serious charges.

- Always had those charges dismissed before.

- Not this time.

- Shouldn't get yourself out on a limb that way Marshal.

Somebody's like to saw it off.

- Mrs. Hicks, using your son

for blackmail won't work this time.

- Always did before.

- I'll have that boy back here in two hours.

- And when you get home, you'll find him waiting for you.

- You know, you could go to jail yourself?

- That still leaves you with Martin van Buren.

Marshal, why don't you let Alonzo go?

He ain't a real bad man.

- No?

What do you call robbing a bank?

- He didn't get away with it, did he?

Oh, let him go Marshal.

He don't mean any real harm.

Just wants to cut a figure.

Make folks think he's important.

That man will do anything to make people sit up

and take notice,

and that's all those hold-ups amount to.

Just trying to be important.

- Well I'm sorry Mrs. Hicks.

Your husband's gonna have to go to trial.

- And you get to keep the boy.

(upbeat music)

(door opens and shuts)

- [Martin] Schaab!

Hey Schaab!

- What do you want?

- [Martin] Come here.

(cabinet opens and shuts)

(keys jangle)

(door clangs)

How long you gonna keep me in here?

- Till the Marshal gets back.

- Well then get the rats out of here.

I can't abide rats.

- What rats?

- Biggins, right over there.

(water splashes)

- You little (yells)! (door clangs)

- Hey Pa, I got the keys, I'm gonna let you out.

- Oh no you don't.

Here, come on Schaab. (door opens)

- Let me at him Matt.

Let me wear that kid out with a switch

for a while! - Okay!

Come on.

Slow down Schaab.

(door opens)

- I told you what kind

of little varmint he is. (keys jangle)

- Lucky thing I came back when I did.

He could have emptied the whole jail.

- Matt, it ain't safe with him around.

I'd rather spend the day with a hydrophobic skunk.

- Well, you're gonna have to spend some more time with him.

I'm gonna find somebody that'll take care of him.

- Like this every time.

Nobody wants him.

Maybe you'll just have to turn Alonzo loose.

- Not a chance.

Schaab I'm going to the El Dorado.

See if you can keep a rein on him.

- Just don't be gone long!

(door opens and shuts)

- Whoa boy. (cart clatters)

Ma'am.

(cabinet closes)

(door opens)

- Yes ma'am? (door closes)

- I'm Bonnie Slade.

They said I could see my husband.

- Oh yes ma'am.

You come right along with me.

And you, don't you dash wiggle as much as a toe,

you hear me?

Kids nowadays.

Ain't got no respect for nothing.

You come along with me ma'am.

(keys jangle) (door opens)

(door shuts)

(dramatic music)

Here you are ma'am. - Open up.

You want a dose of lead?

- No ma'am.

(keys jangle)

- Inside.

(door shuts and locks) (keys jangle)

- [Alonzo] Hey, what about me?

(door unlocks)

- Come on boys, we're busting out of this place.

(dramatic music) (door opens)

Where's the wagon? (door shuts)

- Outside.

- Let's go.

- Look Martin van Buren.

You better go out in the back, huh,

in case there's some shooting.

(door opens)

(door shuts)

- What's the matter?

- The relief platoon is coming in.

Out of here quick.

(door opens and shuts)

(cart squeaks)

(door jostles)

- Hey Schaab, open up.

(gun fires)

(people chatter)

- Marshal, you better come over the office.

Slade broke jail.

He and the others have (indistinct).

- How did it happen?

- Don't know. The relief platoon ran right into them.

Louis got shot.

- Is he killed?

- No sir, but he's pretty bad.

- Deal me out, let's go.

(curtain rod clatters)

(glass breaks)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

- Stop it you fool.

- That was Wayne.

- Think I don't know it?

He's the one man to get us out of this box,

and you try to kill him.

- Got the cell block closed off.

- I got some of my men in there through the rear,

but it don't mean anything.

They got that steel door locked and bolted.

- Basher. - Yeah?

- Get Schaab out here. (keys jangle)

They see we've got him, they'll bargain with us.

(door opens)

- Should we storm them?

- No, they got Schaab in there.

- Schaab will have to look out for himself.

- Well there's still a boy.

The Hicks kid.

We start shooting, and he's sure to get hit.

Will you give me your nightstick?

- If you want to talk, come out of there.

That's far enough Marshal.

I can hear fine from there.

- Come on out Slade.

My men have got this place surrounded.

You haven't got a chance.

You come out with your hands up,

or we'll come in and get you.

- Not good enough Marshal.

Now you listen to me.

If you want to save Schaab's life,

you get some good horses outside saddled and ready to go.

You give us safe conduct out of town,

and we'll turn Schaab loose.

- No dice.

- Wait a minute.

Get him over here.

Tell him you won't deal to save his life Marshal.

- I'm sorry Schaab.

I can't turn them loose.

- It's all right Matt.

I figured I'd take my chances.

- You got one hour to make up your mind.

And if you get any ideas, I shoot (indistinct).

Have another think.

You wouldn't want to take a chance

at hitting this little darling, would you Wayne?

You got one hour.

Then we'll send out Schaab dead.

- You think they mean to kill him?

- What's Slade got to lose?

If he's caught, he hangs in 30 hours.

Killing Schaab wouldn't mean anything to him.

I got an idea that just might work.

Go get the Hicks' boy's mother.

Bring her down here.

- Pa, I want to go home.

- Yeah, sure, sure, pretty soon now.

- I want to go now.

- Pretty soon (indistinct).

Now you hush up.

Pa's got to do some thinking.

- Any man worth his salt wouldn't let his kid stay here.

- You shut up Schaab.

- A man would walk out that door and take his kid with him.

- You shut up.

(Basher beats up Schaab) (Schaab yells)

- Make him stop hitting Schaab Pa.

- Yeah Pa.

Make me stop.

- Hey Basher.

- You trying to get yourself killed?

- My boy's in there.

- Well you should've thought of the boy a long time ago.

Then he wouldn't be in there. - I want to talk to him.

- Now you listen to me.

A lot of good men might be killed,

because your boy is in there.

We can't fire on that building.

When we rush it, we won't be covered.

We'll be going in with clubs against guns,

because you and that worthless husband

of yours have used that boy to play tricks on the law.

All right,

now I want you to talk to them.

Do it from here.

- Alonzo!

Alonzo Hicks!

This is your wife Millie.

Can you hear me?

It's pretty important that you hear me good.

- That's ma!

- Alonzo, you got yourself in a real mess this time,

but it ain't right to keep Martin in it too.

He's only a little kid Alonzo.

Now you and me, we never treated him right.

Taught him a lot of bad things.

And now a lot of men are gonna get killed because of them.

Now Mr. Wayne says he can't shoot at you

because Martin's in there,

and he can't take a chance at hitting him.

I don't want no one shooting at you Alonzo,

but I don't want any men killed because of Martin.

Now you tell those men in there to let Martin out.

And I'd wish you'd come out to yourself too Alonzo.

But I guess a man has to take his chances.

But it ain't right to make a little boy

take his chances with him.

Bye Alonzo.

(dramatic music)

- Listen Hicks.

That kid of yours is the best safeguard we've got.

They don't dare shoot as long as he's in here with us.

Once he's outside, they'll riddle the building.

The kid stays.

Beat it.

I've got things to do.

Time's almost up Schaab.

Wayne?

- What is it Slade?

- You better hurry.

Schaab's only got five more minutes.

All right Hicks, get Schaab up to the window.

Come on, come on.

- You gonna do the killing Alonzo?

Is it gonna make you feel like a big, bad man?

- Hey, come on now.

- Get him up there where they can see him from outside.

- I'm going in.

- I'll detail some of my men to go with you.

- No, this is a one man job.

If I make it, I don't want a lot of wild shooting

when I get in there.

When you follow, tell your men to use clubs, no guns.

Here it goes.

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

- They've made it.

But it won't do you any good.

- Please let me kill him Mr. Slade.

He's been mean to my boy, huh, please let me do it.

- No Pa, don't!

- Get that kid out of here.

Go on kill him.

- No, you can't Pa.

- Your pa's afraid to Martin.

But he's afraid not to.

Your pa's a-scared Martin.

- Pa ain't a-scared.

Pa ain't a-scared of nothing.

- I think I'd better.

All right Slade.

We're getting out of here.

Me and Martin and Schaab.

- Drop that gun Hicks.

- You try to stop us, and I'll kill you.

All right Basher, open that door.

- Pa no!

(gun fires) (dramatic music)

(men fight)

(door opens)

(Matt punches Slade)

Pa, Pa!

(Matt punches Basher) (Basher falls)

Pa!

- How is he?

- He'll live.

- Think he's got the makings Matt.

They sure showed when all the chips was in the pot.

- Come on Martin.

I'm taking you home.

(upbeat music)

Morning Millie, morning Alonzo.

- Well, what would you done if I hadn't shown up

this morning Marshal?

- I'd have gone out and brought you in.

How are you Martin?

- I'm good, sir.

- You know, I think you are.

- Martin's learning manners from his pa.

Alonzo has real fine manners when he wants to use them.

- Well, I ain't exactly a drawing room kind of fellow here.

Well Mrs. Hicks, I guess it's time to get going.

(Alonzo kisses Millie)

Take good care of your ma there Martin van Buren.

- Sure Pa.

- Ready Marshal?

- All set Alonzo.

He won't be gone too long Mrs. Hicks.

(dramatic music)

(door shuts)

(man whistles)

(cart creaks)

♪ 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've come west to take the cure ♪

♪ And is here is where I'll stay ♪

♪ I've come to Cal-i-forn-i-ay ♪

♪ Cal-i-forn-i-ay ♪

♪ There's gold in them there hills in Cal-i-forn-i-ay ♪

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

♪ In the golden west ♪

♪ I'm gonna strike it in rich in Cal-i-forn-i-ay ♪

♪ Cal-i-forn-i-ay ♪

♪ Cal-i-forn-i-ay ♪

♪ There's gold in them there hills ♪

♪ In Cal-i-forn-i-ay ♪

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