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(dramatic music)
- San Francisco, 1855.
In 1855, The Painted Lady was the toughest dive
on Pacific Street
in San Francisco's toughest waterfront section.
(suspenseful music)
(bright music)
It's owner was known as Ann Heady,
said to be the wickedest woman on the West Coast.
But I guess she had to be to handle her clientele,
ship masters and commission merchants,
stevedores and smugglers, crips and thieves.
I went there occasionally, generally to make an arrest.
This time to listen to a business proposition.
Sounds like a fine deal, major.
If I didn't have to stay in San Francisco,
I'd sure take you up.
- Hey.
(blows thudding) (men grunting)
- Go get him, goat man.
(bottle crashing)
Hold it.
Drop that.
Let him up.
All right, goat man.
- No, it ain't all right.
Now don't call me goat man.
- Don't use your head like one, you'll get hurt.
- If you hadn't stuck your two bits in us
I'd stop in a hurry.
- All you would've stopped, brother,
is the end of a broken bottle.
- Now, don't call me brother.
My name's Wayne.
- Wayne, last name?
- Yeah. Wayne, W-A-Y-N-E.
Anthony Wayne.
From Waynesboro, Franklin County, Pennsylvania
son of Zachary Wayne, cousin of Matt Wayne.
You ever hear of him?
- The name's familiar.
- Yeah, I reckon it is.
He's marshal of San Francisco.
You the marshal?
- That's my title.
- You're Matt Wayne?
- Of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Howdy, cousin.
(dramatic music)
* California
* California
* There's gold in them hills
- [Narrator] The Californians.
* In California
* I've come to live where life is best *
* In the golden West
* I'm gonna strike it rich in California *
* California
(gentle music)
- Have a drink.
- I don't drink.
- Oh, how about cider?
- I'll have cider.
- Two ciders.
What started that hoo rah?
- That sailor stepped on me.
- [Matt] Kind of touchy, aren't you?
- Well, that Betty woman shortchanged me
and the gambler tried to cheat me.
- You got to learn how to handle these characters.
- What I gotta learn to handle is myself.
Seems like I just can't keep out of trouble.
- I know what you mean.
What you come to California for?
Looking for gold?
- No, looking for Pa.
He come West in '49.
- [Matt] Who'd you come with?
- Oh, I come alone. I count a team of horses.
I don't hold with partners.
- Why not?
- I'll tell you.
There ain't no two men exactly alike, now is there?
- [Matt] No.
- Then you take partners.
There just two kinds of them.
One kind, he's smarter than you
the other kind, you're smarter than him.
Ain't that right?
Now, if he's the kind that's smarter than you
he can skin you, can't he?
And probably will.
And if he's the other kind, you're smarter than him
well, you're just putting yourself in the way of temptation.
So I don't want no partners.
- Did you find your pa?
- No.
But I found the fellas that buried him
and got affidavits to prove it.
And now we can sell the farm and move over to Gettysburg.
We couldn't sell it before 'cause it was in Pa's name
and he wasn't dead legal.
- I suppose you're anxious to go home?
- [Anthony] Yes.
- I'll get you a job as a deckhand.
You can work your way back.
- Ohm I'll pay my way back.
I made me $2,000 hauling supplies up in them goldfields.
Got it right here.
(dramatic music)
- [Matt] You'll get your throat cut.
- Oh, my throat don't cut so easy.
- Let's move.
(dramatic music)
- Who was that old gent in a Berber hat?
- The major?
He's a commission agent, cousin Anthony.
- Now don't call me Anthony.
- It's your name, isn't it?
- I don't hardly ever use it.
- Why not?
- Well, back home they call me Pittsburgh.
You know, Pittsburgh's where they make iron
and iron's hard.
It seems like I got the hardest head for butting
in Franklin County.
- For what?
- Butting.
You know, ramming your head in somebody's belly
when you're fighting like I done to that gambler just now.
- I see. All right, I'll call you Pittsburgh.
Though I don't see anything wrong with Anthony.
There was a general that name fought under Washington
in the Revolution.
- I know.
- He was a big hero.
Man, Anthony Wayne, they called him?
- No. I mean, I don't want nobody calling me that.
- Oh, all right. Come on in.
- Where? - My office.
- Where is everybody?
- They're all out upholding the law.
By the way, Pittsburgh, did you ever find out
where your father's buried?
- Took around the horn over the trail.
- The horn.
- Well then you wouldn't know.
'Bout 200 miles this side of Fort Laramie,
there's this big rock in the desert,
Independence Rock they call it.
It's all covered with names and the nations
of people's passed, hundreds of them, thousands, maybe.
- I've heard of it.
- Well, the way they tell it.
Pa was gonna to carve his initials higher than anybody.
- And did he?
- No. Fell off and broke his neck.
Where he lit, that's where they buried him.
Yeah, now I gotta get back home
and help ma raise the three younguns, sisters.
Was four. Got one married off already.
- That's a big job.
- Marshal Wayne, sir.
- [Matt] Major.
- I've just had word from my ship's captain.
He's anxious to sail.
Wants to lay in stores and sail.
His last word is $1 a pound in one ton lots.
That's hard to let pass.
- Yes, it is, still.
Wait a minute.
Pittsburgh, how would you like to make some more money
before you catch your ship?
- Well, I wouldn't borrow it.
- This gentleman has a ship captain Clyde to put in
to San Francisco for more supplies.
Now he has to sell part of his cargo of peppercorns
to get the cash.
- Peppercorns? What's peppercorns?
- Black pepper before it's ground.
- Peppercorns is dried fruit of the shrub
known botanically as Piper Nigrum.
Indigenous to the forest of Tralagar in Malabar,
now grown in Java, Sumatra, Borneo,
Malaya, Siam and the Philippines.
One of the oldest spices known to man.
Why, young sir, in 408 AD,
Alaric the Visigoth demanded 3,000 pounds
of pepper as part of the ransom of Rome.
And you ask what are peppercorns.
- Sure says a mouthful, don't he?
- I can get a ton of it at $1 a pound.
You'd sell it for $3 up in the goldfields.
And you've got a team of horses to haul it up there.
- And it's fresh from Singapore.
- Pepper's 40 cents an ounce in Sonora.
That's 16 times 40, six times four, carry two.
That's $6.40 cents a pound.
- That head's not so hard after all.
- So that's retail.
So it'll bring five wholesale.
- Then we're in business. Major-
- No, now, hold it, we're not in business.
- [Matt] Why not?
- Well I want to talk about this alone.
- We'll be over shortly, Major.
- I'll be waiting for you at The Painted Lady.
- Come on. What's the matter?
- No, I ain't gonna give into it.
You are too dang much like Pa.
- How do you know what I'm like?
- I heard all about you, fighting and femaling and gambling.
- That's not true.
I'm a marshal.
- Oh, well ain't that a nice safe way to make a living.
It is a living.
- It is.
So what did you mean before,
you, you didn't want to give into something?
What was that?
- My Wayne blood.
- What's the matter with your Wayne blood?
- Well, it ain't trustable.
First thing you know I'll be speculating
and adventuring around
and I destined, I got responsibilities.
Why don't you sell the peppercorns?
- Because I can't leave San Francisco.
- Yeah, well then the deal's off.
I don't aim to buy no pepper with a Wayne.
- I'm not asking you to buy.
I'll put up the money, pay the expenses.
All you have to do is sell it, commission.
You mean just haul her up to them goldfields and sell it?
How much commission?
- 10%.
- 2,000 pounds, $5 a pound, $10,000.
Supposing I was to buy $500 myself,
would you still give me 10% for selling yours.
- Oh no, can't have you risking your money.
- Well now, just supposing.
- Well all right, yes.
- You got a deal.
- Come on.
Wayne blood, he says.
(bright music)
- Major, that offer still open?
- I never go back on my word, marshal.
- We'll pay on delivery.
Where'll it be?
- Right next door, sir.
- We'll be there about an hour.
- I shall await you, gentlemen.
One ton, cash, in an hour.
- You're taking a big chance, ain't ya?
Selling that stuff to a law man.
- Law men, my little passion flower,
are notoriously the greatest of all suckers.
A, they're usually underpaid,
hence always anxious to make a quick dollar.
B, they're bad businessman
otherwise they wouldn't be police men in the first place.
See, they fear ridicule like a blood disease.
It seldom squawk.
And lastly, scoring on a law man affords
almost the ultimate in satisfaction.
One brandy, please.
- Hope you're right.
(dramatic music)
- Break 40.
At 50 pounds each, that's one ton.
You'd make a fine clerk, young man.
Your bill of sale, sir.
- That's fine. - Now wait a minute.
- Smell it.
(Anthony sneezing)
(all laughing)
- Your pepper will be safe with this young fella, marshal.
- Cousin of mine.
Not less than $5 a pound.
- All right, cousin. Hiya!
(dramatic music)
- What's the matter?
- Catch.
Sooner or later you're gonna have to get up.
- Sooner or later you're gonna have to tell me
what's eating you.
- My money's eating me.
Gravel ain't in much demand up in them goldfields.
- Gravel? Talk sense.
- You knew darn well them sacks is filled with gravel.
- Does that look like gravel?
- Now, dig deeper.
Six inches of peppercorn top and bottom.
Oh, I heard about you swindlers.
- Don't be a smart aleck, you saw me give him $1,500.
- You got that back with interest
before I got around the corner.
- Come on.
We'll have a talk with that major.
- Oh no, and get my head knocked in.
(dramatic music)
- We'll try The Painted Lady after we get these off.
- Three losers. Ace wins.
- Hey, busted, hide in the warehouse, Major,
your pepper suckers are on their way.
- Not here.
- Of course not.
- Come on.
We got business with the major, ma'am.
- Ain't here right now.
Back any minute. Set a spell.
- All right. I'll have two ciders.
- Yes sir, right here.
- Good luck, we'll need it.
- No, put that down.
- What?
- You think I ain't never heard of them drops
they put in your drinks?
(suspenseful music)
(body thuds)
- Go get that captain Whitehead,
he might want to take these fellas
on a nice long whaling voyage.
(suspenseful music)
Both prime, Captain Whitehead.
- How much?
- $100 a piece.
- (laughs) 40.
- 90, your crew ran off to the goldfields.
$60.
- 50, ship side.
- All right, 50.
come and get 'em.
There's a door at the back opens on to the dock.
I'll leave it unlocked.
Run your gig up to the dock, pass them down into it.
- [Whitehead] Done.
- They may need some breaking.
- Two years in the Antarctic will break the best of them.
(dramatic music)
(suspenseful music)
(Anthony sighs)
- I take it back about you being a confidence man, cousin.
You ain't got sense enough.
Now give me your hands.
Say, how many times they stole the bullets out of your gun?
- Captain Whitehead ain't got no claim to their clothes.
I got customers they fit.
Get 'em stripped before he gets here.
Tinhorn, give the major a hand.
- What I think of you, I'll save for later.
- How we gonna take their clothes off with them tied up?
- Untie 'em.
- [Major] What if they come to?
- I'll cut the marshal loose
and hold this knife on him while you strip him.
Then we'll tie him back up, do the same to the goat man.
(dramatic music) (men grunting)
- Don't search him, tie him up.
- Looking for my money.
- Come on, come on, let's tie them up.
(indistinct)
(suspenseful music)
(men chattering)
- Yeah, there they are.
Handle them gentle, we'll need their strength.
(suspenseful music)
- That was a close one.
- Maybe it was in his belt.
I didn't even look for a money belt.
- For what?
- My money, that's what.
Quit crying, I'll give you your money back.
- I don't want your money, I want my money.
Come on, let's go.
- Where?
- To get the police.
That Betty woman's in with him.
- Oh, stop it. I'm the police.
- Dang, that's right.
It's a wonder this town ain't been robbed blind.
- Listen Pittsburgh, in police work,
first you get the evidence, then you make the arrest.
- What you doing, sticking up for her?
You make me sick.
- You're not doing my indigestion any good either.
- See, that's all gravel.
Oh, they're all alike now, I'm going.
- Where?
- To grab that dang female.
- Then what?
Go ahead, grab her.
- You'd like to get rid of me, wouldn't you?
- It'll be a happy day.
- Well, I ain't going.
I'm staying right here until I get my money back.
See, gravel. What'd they do with it?
- There had to be some pepper.
Pepper.
- My god, real pepper?
- There's more than 40 bags here.
The 10 we paid for.
- Yeah and a few extra too.
- No, wait. All we take is our share.
- Well, who said any different?
- Turn your wagon around, we load up.
- Right.
- As soon as you get a breathing spell, get to the warehouse
to see what Tinhorn and the major think they're doing.
(dramatic music)
You had your drink, get out of here.
(bright music)
(man whispering)
(suspenseful music)
- One more to go.
- You're a good man, cousin, get up in the wagon.
- Don't get too close, boys,
we got him right where we want him.
Get in and get an arm full of bottles and jugs,
we'll get him down.
(suspenseful music)
- Pittsburgh, run.
- Matt, behind you, jump.
(dramatic music) (men grunting)
(blows thudding) (men grunting)
Forgot the last bag.
- Come on, Pittsburgh, come on.
(dramatic music)
Go!
(dramatic music)
- Well it looks as though the major and Ann Heady
are getting five years apiece.
- Well they had it coming.
Hey, Matt?
You know, I've been thinking, I don't like our deal.
- You don't like it?
You'll make enough on it to get married.
- No dang girl will marry me for my money.
- You'll make enough
to buy the biggest farm in Pennsylvania.
You want me to buy you out, is that it?
- Well, I done half the fighting, didn't I?
- [Matt] Yes.
- And I only get 10%?
- All right I'll give you 20.
- Well, the way I gotta figured,
that, well, we're in this thing equal.
50/50, partners.
- I thought you didn't hold with partners.
- Wait, dang it! This is different.
We're both Waynes.
- But you don't like your Wayne blood.
- Well, I ain't ashamed of it as I once was somehow.
Yeah, fact is, Matt,
I'd be right proud to be your partner.
- It cuts both ways, Pittsburgh.
All right, partners.
Hey, you better get moving.
Got a big trip ahead of you.
By the way, Pittsburgh, I've been thinking,
you might make a fine deputy marshal.
- Yeah, I might at that.
And who'd take care of mom
and get my three sisters married off?
- Well, there are more loose men in California,
than you'd ever find in Pennsylvania.
Why don't you bring the folks out here?
- Now, that's not a bad idea.
I'll think on it.
And if we make out all right with this peppercorns
I might just step in and pick that badge up when I get back.
- Good. Hey, just a minute.
You said once you didn't haul with partnerships
because the smarter partner might take advantage
of the other one, how do you feel about that now?
- (laughs) Well, don't worry about it.
If temptation whispers in my ear, I just won't listen.
So long, partner. (laughing)
- So long, Pittsburgh.
(dramatic music)
* 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've come to California
* California
* The golden ember 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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