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(slow music)

- [Narrator] A forest of masts

stood in San Francisco Bay,

the masts of ships deserted by their crews

who sought quick wealth in the goldfields.

Ship owners turned to ruffians for their crews.

These ruffians, called crimps,

recruited seamen by guile and force,

carried them unconscious to the foxholes of waiting ships.

Because many ships sailed for Shanghai,

a man so forced to serve before the mast

was known as shanghaied.

Some came back and sought revenge.

- Look, give it up, Joe.

You did your bit on the Western Sea.

It's all over.

Forget about making trouble for Papa Kelly, or anyone else.

It ain't going to do you no good.

Look, do like I say, Joe, forget Papa Kelly.

- Kelly had me shanghaied and I want to get him for it.

- Well you get your head knocked off if you've gotta.

It ain't my fight.

(people talking)

- Papa Kelly.

- Who are you?

- I'm Joe Ryan, remember?

You shanghaied me.

(men grunting)

* California

* California

- [Announcer] "The Californians."

* I've come to live where life in best *

* In the golden west

* I'm gonna strike it rich in California *

* California

(slow dramatic music)

- Good morning, Jeremy.

A little early in the day for you, isn't it?

- I've got a client back in your cage, a Joseph Ryan.

- Assault case, charged with beating up Papa Kelly.

- For which he should receive a medal.

- Maybe.

By the way, how did Ryan get in touch with you?

And incidentally, where would he get the money

to afford your kind of fees?

- He didn't.

He retained me to act for him.

- He what?

- Kelly's dropping the charges against Ryan.

He wants to release him.

- Ryan almost beat Kelly to death.

What's on Kelly's mind?

Or has he lost it?

- I'm a lawyer, Matt, not his confessor.

Kelly's just dropping the charges is all I know.

- Sarge.

- Yes, sir.

- Bring Ryan in.

- Yes, sir.

- We're holding Ryan on a felony charge.

We don't need Kelly's complaint to keep him locked up.

- You'll look awfully silly going to court

without a complaining witness, Matt.

- If that fat pig has any idea

of taking accounts into his own hand.

- No, I don't think so.

I think he just doesn't want to appear in a courtroom.

- With his reputation, I don't blame him.

- Here's Ryan, sir.

- Thank you, Sergeant.

Oh, fill in the information

on the back of this release from custody form.

- Yes, sir.

- You came near killing a man last night, you know that?

- I meant to kill him.

- Good thing for you, you didn't.

What have you got against Kelly?

- Ask Kelly.

- Don't get coy with me.

I can always find out.

What's your ship?

- Western Sea.

I got discharged last night.

- When are you sailing again?

- I'm through with the sea.

- What are you planning to do here in San Francisco?

- I couldn't tell you that, sir.

- All right, you can go.

- You know, Matt, he's going to try for Kelly again.

He's got murder in him.

Only this time he may finish what he started last night.

(slow dramatic music)

- Morning, Charlie.

- Oh, good morning, Marshal, Jeremy.

- Is your father in?

- Sure, what's up?

- I'd like to talk to your father.

- All right.

Father. - Yes.

Hello, Matt, Jeremy.

What brings you around?

- Joe Ryan. - Mm?

- Joseph Ryan.

Two years ago, you filed a complaint

with the vigilantes against Joseph Ryan, a bookkeeper.

You claimed that he embezzled $8,000.

- Well, what about him?

- I had him in my jail a half an hour ago

charged with felonious assault on Papa Kelly.

Papa Kelly dropped the complaint.

- Oh, what's that got to do with me?

- You dropped the embezzlement complaint two years ago

after Ryan disappeared from San Francisco.

- Well?

- I'm just wondering why everybody's

so willing to forgive and forget Ryan's crimes.

- Well, that was a mistake.

You see, after Joe disappeared we balanced our books.

My son here handled the audit and he made an error.

When we discovered the error,

well we dropped the charges against Ryan.

- I see.

Not much of a bookkeeper, are you, Charlie?

- It's a rather sad case, Marshal.

See Joe had a wife

and a child born after he had disappeared.

We've been doing all we could to help Millie.

- That's his wife? - Yes.

- Where does she live?

- You know the address don't you, Charlie?

- Right here.

- Thank you.

- Now if there's anything we can do to help-

- We'll let you know.

Let's go.

(slow dramatic music)

- Kind of leaned on John Gaines, didn't you?

- Some.

Maybe I'll lean on him some more before I'm finished.

- Why?

- I have a feeling there's a connection

between Gaines and Sons and Papa Kelly.

- Where'd you get an idea like that?

- Papa Kelly is the biggest crimp in San Francisco, right?

Gaines and Sons are the biggest ship owners.

Every other ship owner has a few ships

riding in the harbor because of a lack of men.

You never see that happen to Gaines and Sons.

- Yeah, but you haven't been able

to prove that Kelly's a crimp.

- Until now.

Fortunately, Mr. Ryan is stirring up trouble.

If he sticks to his story in court,

I'm going to nail Papa Kelly as a crimp this time.

(slow dramatic music)

(fist thudding) (man grunting)

(slow music)

- [Joe] Hello, Millie.

- Joe.

Oh Joe, it's been so long.

- Nevermind that.

I'm back now, that's what counts.

I need a place to stay.

Will this do?

- You'll have to be very quiet.

- Why?

- We have a baby, Joe, a little girl.

She was born the first year you were gone.

- A man has a right to be there when his child was born.

(dramatic music)

They'll pay for it, that much I know.

- Something's very wrong, Joe.

Are you running away from something?

Is someone looking for you?

- No, not yet.

- He tried for you once.

He'll try again.

Next time you might not be so lucky.

- I'll be ready for him.

Have a sweet? - No.

Suppose he goes to the police.

Then what?

Suppose he tells them all about you.

You'll wind up in the prisoners dock,

that's what will happen.

- I'll have company, you.

- Oh, let's not talk like that.

It's no time to fall out.

We've got to do something.

- Any suggestions?

- Ship him out again.

- They do need a couple of hands on the China Lady.

Ah, but what's the use?

He'd be right back again.

- Hm, not if someone has paid to see

he gets thrown overboard.

(slow dramatic music)

- That sounds like a very sensible arrangement.

I'll see to it.

- [Charlie] How soon?

- As soon as you find him, tonight if possible.

(slow dramatic music)

- He must have spotted me.

I tried to pick him up again after he slugged me,

but it was no use.

- You said he had a pistol.

- Yes, sir, bought it in a pawn shop.

From the looks of him, I'd say

he knew how he was going to use it.

(slow dramatic music)

- What are you going to do, Joe?

Please tell me.

- You love me, Millie?

- Haven't I waited all this time?

Joe, you walked out one day as casually

as a man walking down to the corner for a beer.

You were gone two years, but I waited.

I didn't hear, I didn't know what had happened,

but I waited.

- I didn't walk out of your life, Millie.

I was dragged out.

- What do you mean?

- I was crimped.

- You were what?

- Shanghaied.

I was working late that night.

Charlie Gaines was working with me.

There was a big discrepancy in the books

and we were trying to find it.

Charlie sent me out for something to eat.

We started for the restaurant at the end of the block.

Two men came out of the alley and slugged me.

When I came to, I was down in Papa Kelly's cellar.

- Papa Kelly?

- Oh, you wouldn't know Papa Kelly.

He deals in flesh.

Crimp's meat, Millie, that's what I was, crimp's meat.

Two legs to climb the riggings, two arms to haul in lines,

two eyes to stand and watch at the topmast.

That's what Papa said I was before they shipped me out.

I was worth $40 to Papa, $40.

- Oh, I'm glad.

- What'd you say?

- I'm glad it was that way.

I was afraid you were running away from something.

- What would I be running away from?

- Nothing I guess.

- Joe, have you seen John Gaines?

- No.

- Well, why don't you?

I know he'll help you.

He's always liked you.

He helped me while you were gone.

- I don't need his help.

There's just one man, one man.

- Joe, revenge is no good.

(slow dramatic music)

- I've dreamed of it, Millie.

Every watch I stood, every dirty job I did

on that filthy ship reminded me of him.

- Forget him, think of us.

- I was beaten like a dog

every time I didn't move fast enough

to please a bucko first mate.

- It's over, Joe.

- I was kicked and cuffed and every beating,

every misery added to that man's account.

Well, the time has come to settle that account.

- What about our account, Joe?

We have a little girl.

Think of us please.

- Oh, the night passes so slowly.

I'm so tired.

- Joe.

Joe, are you awake?

(doorbell ringing)

- All right, all right, I'm coming.

Why, Mrs Ryan, is something wrong?

- I know it's terribly late, Mr. Gaines,

but I had to see you.

It's about Joe.

- Well, come in.

You took an awful chance

being out in the street at this hour.

- Well, I had to.

It's about Joe.

- What is it, Father?

- Mrs Ryan has come to tell us something about Joe.

- Joe, what about him?

- Mr. Gaines, he's back.

I think he's going to kill somebody.

- Did he say whom?

- Somebody called Papa Kelly.

- Now, why didn't you go to the police?

- Oh, Mr. Gaines, I don't want to get Joe

into any more trouble.

And he's always respected you.

He'll listen to you.

I thought if you could please tell him

how wrong this all is.

Oh please, Mr. Gaines.

- Where is Joe now?

- He's at my place.

- Oh well now, Charles, why don't you go

and get him and bring him over here?

- Yes, sir.

- Oh, and would you have the landlady stay with the baby?

- All right.

- I don't like this a bit.

- Now, now, now, Mrs. Ryan,

everything's going to be all right.

(slow dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(fist thudding) (Joe groaning)

(slow dramatic music)

- No sign of young Ryan, sir.

- Were you watching his wife's lodging house?

- Yes, there was no sign of him, sir.

But Mrs Ryan left the house a half an hour ago.

- Where did she go?

- To the Gaines office.

- Let's see what Mrs Ryan is up to.

Let's go, Jeremy.

Thanks.

(slow dramatic music)

Jake, see if you can find the landlady.

(child crying)

Jeremy, do what you can for that baby.

- Where's Joe?

- Are you Mrs Ryan?

- Yes, where's Joe?

Who are you?

- City Marshal Wayne.

Was your husband here?

- Yes, yes.

Mr. Gaines sent Mr. Charles to bring him,

but he didn't come back

and I knew something was wrong.

- The baby, didn't he tell you to look after my...

- What's happening here?

- That's what I'd like to know.

Jake, pick up John and Charles Gaines.

Jeremy, I'm going to Papa Kelly's.

You go down to the station house.

Tell the Sergeant I want a detail of men

down at Kelly's as fast as he can get them there.

(slow dramatic music)

(door knocking)

- Put him in here with the other one.

- Is everything ready?

- They're going out on the China Clipper.

Boatman's coming ashore with a gang to pick him up.

- Good. - Mm-hm.

- Men are all posted, sir.

Shall we move in?

- No, I'll go in first.

Just see that nobody leaves.

- Yes, sir.

- Hey Matt, you go in there alone

you're liable to get your head shot off.

- I'll take that chance.

- Police are outside.

- Are they coming in?

- [Man] Not yet.

- They better not find you here.

Inside with you.

- Couldn't find young Gaines or the girl, sir.

I brought him along.

- Where are you sending Mrs Ryan?

- I don't know.

And I demand an explanation.

- What's the idea of dragging me

out of my home in the middle of the-

- Mr. Gaines, I'm going to give you one more chance

to make things easier for yourself.

Where are they?

- I don't know.

- Watch him, Sergeant.

(slow dramatic music)

(people talking)

Hello, Papa.

- Good evening, Marshal Wayne.

- You've got some people I want.

You going to turn them over to me

or do we have to tear this place apart?

- My dear, sir, I don't have anyone here.

You're welcome to inspect my premises from (indistinct).

- Mm-hm, good candy.

Last time we took this place apart we didn't find a thing.

- No, sir, you did not.

Frankly. I don't understand the amount of attention

your police give to my place.

- Gossip, Papa.

There's a rumor that you're running

a crimping business on the side.

- Malice, nothing but malice.

- That's right.

If there's anything I hate, it's malicious gossip.

That's why we've gone to great lengths

to clear your good name.

As a matter of fact,

we've had a man watching this place like a hawk.

- I never noticed any police,

- Well you wouldn't notice this man.

He's something new in police

where he doesn't wear a uniform, just plain clothes,

you know, different kinds of clothes.

One day he may look like a banker, or a miner, or a sailor.

Been here lots of times.

He knows this building better than the men who built it.

(slow dramatic music)

Last time he opened this door, there was nothing inside.

I wonder if there is this time.

(gun firing)

- I had to do it, Matt.

- Come on out of there.

Who are you?

- My name's Jones, sir, Malabar Jones.

Me and him were shipmates.

- Give him a hand, bring him out.

- I told him not to make no trouble

or they'd get him, and they did.

But they got me first and I didn't do anything.

- [Jeremy] He's going fast, Matt.

- Take these two out, let them go.

- Are you arresting me and my son, Marshal Wayne?

- I am.

- [John] On what charges?

- Abduction will do for a starter.

- Well, where's your evidence?

Your only evidence is the word of a dead man.

I don't think my son and I will ever appear in court.

(slow dramatic music)

- How about that, Jeremy?

- I'm afraid he's right, Matt.

If Kelly were alive, they'd get what's coming to them.

- Gentlemen, please be so kind as to raise your hands.

Marshal Wayne, there seems to be some doubt

that justice will be served, but believe me, sir, it shall.

(bell ringing)

I've never failed to keep my commitments

with ship masters seeking crews.

I have an order for two strong men.

Take them away.

(dramatic music)

- The China Lady sailed without Gaines and son.

Even though they deserved to be shanghaied,

as City Marshal sworn to uphold California law

I had them removed from the ship.

They were tried and sentenced to 10 years in prison.

(upbeat music)

All right, Joe, here are the tickets

to take you all the way to Western Dakota.

- Oh, thank you, Marshal Wayne.

We'll be grateful to you forever.

- Millie, how's it going to be?

Think you'd be happy to be a farmer's wife?

- Oh, I'll be happy anywhere as long as Joe's with me.

- All I want to do is get out of sight,

smell, and hearing of the sea. (laughs)

(Millie laughing)

- You can say hi to them from Malabar Jones, matey.

- Are you giving up the sea too?

- I am.

Me and Joe's going to be watch mates ashore,

just like we was at sea.

- What's the anchor for, Malabar?

- Well, sir, I'll tell you.

Me and Joe and his missus, we're setting a course inland.

Now, sooner or later, we're going to run into a greenhorn

who's going to want to know what this anchor's for.

Well, sir, that's where

we're going to drop the hook and make port.

(upbeat music)

Cast off, matey. - Bye, Marshal.

* 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 ignore *

* Is being broke and being poor *

* So I come west to take the cure *

* And here is where I'll stay

* I've 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 going to strike it rich in California *

* California, California

* There's gold in them there hills *

* In California

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