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* Jim Bowie, Jim Bowie *

* He was a bold,
adventurous man *

* Jim Bowie, Jim Bowie *

* Battled for right
with a powerful hand *

* His blade was
tempered and so was he *

* Indestructible steel was he *

* Jim Bowie, Jim Bowie *

* He was a fighter, a fearless
and mighty adventurin' man *

* He was a fighter, a fearless
and mighty adventurin' man *

- Well now look at this, dead.

- Jim!

- Rezin, you get right
back in that chair--

- Oh, Ma.

- Until that doctor tells
you that you can walk around.

And put your feet up here.

- Oh.

- I just can't keep
this boy in this chair.

- Well if you feed
me now and then.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah I worry
myself sick about momma.

I grieve about you for 50 miles.

I ride a good horse
into the ground,

I get back home, what you doin'?

You're sittin' here
eating rhubarb pie.

- I'm hungry, now look
out, it's not, grabby.

- I was told you
was shot and killed.

- Well he was shot, and
it's just God's mercy

that he's not dead.

You quit pickin' on
him, the poor boy.

If you was so worried about him,

why don't you do something
about his good name?

- Hey now, wait a minute.

What's this all about?

- Now, Jim, we're in
trouble, plenty of trouble.

- Now just let me tell him,
you're not supposed to talk.

Jim, I want ya to listen.
- Yeah?

- Rezin here almost sold
off the whole track,

when this fella.

- Duprais.

- Yeah, Duprais, and he came
along with a prior title,

to the whole shabang.

- I thought you got it
from the government?

- Well I did.

But he had a land grant from
some old French king or other.

- Well, why can't we just
refund all their money,

then we can recover
from the government.

- How you gonna recover his
good name, and yours, and mine?

These poor settlers are
bein' turn off of their land,

and they're blamin' us.

Why, some of em'
even been burned out,

and one man's wife and
little boy were killed!

And they're claimin'

that we are swindlers,
thieves and murderers!

- I just can't see
how this could happen.

Now Rezin, didn't ya get
advice from a lawyer?

- Sure, Judge Koford.

- Who?

- Judge Jonas Koford.

- From Kentucky?

- I don't know where
he's from, he didn't say.

- He wouldn't.

- You know him ma?

- Ya mama, aren't we
related to some Koford's?

- Why didn't you tell
me you went to him?

- Why?

'Cause ever since I come home
you shush me every time I op--

- Uh Rezin, was
he a good lawyer?

- Well, he had an
office full of class.

Drives a new carriage,

he just bought the old
Anderson plantation.

Well, he must be a good lawyer.

- Yeah mama, isn't
he a cousin of yours?

- He certainly is not!

Grandmother Hutchinson, her
sister married Ed Mcgreivey

and they begat
Sophie, and Madge.

And Madge married
Ellahugh Koford,

and they bega--

(laughs)

Well alright he's my
second cousin once removed.

I never told you this before.

Minnie, go out and see
if the wash is dry.

His grandfather Ezra
Koford sold wooden nutmegs,

and his father
was a horse thief.

And before this Jonas
Koford was a lawyer,

he was immoral, he's as
slick as a boiled eagle.

Jim Bowie if you don't
stop that laughing at me

I'm gonna take the broom to you.

- Ma, I'm not laughing at yah.

- You just see that you don't,

you go up there and
see that Jonas Koford,

and straighten this out, and
take care of those poor people

if it's the last
thing you ever do.

We're Bowie's and I'm
proud to be a Bowie.

And if it takes every
last cent we got

before some other people
get hurt, do you hear?

- Yes mama, I hear.

(laughs)

And I'll go.

- Now what are you
standing around for then,

Jonas Koford's in champion,
go up there and fix it.

- Man that's good pie, alright,
just tell me one thing,

before he was a lawyer,
how was he immoral?

- He was a play actor.

- Jim Bowie, Elbie's son,
admirable woman Elbie,

so stern, so
dutiful, so upright.

She's well your dear mother?

- Yes thank you, total well.

Of course she's mighty upset
right now about my brother.

- And he would be--

- Rizen Bowie, he
was a client of yours

- Rizen Bowie is your brother,
oh why didn't he say so.

But he's the one
who just passed on,

most unfortunate affair,
please accept my condolences.

- Thank you, but they're
a little premature.

I just left Rizen back
home at Oppelusis.

He was in the kitchen
eating rhubarb pie.

- I'm delighted to hear
that, one shouldn't trust

the veracity of rumor.

- Well who can you
trust these days,

not even the government
deed it looks like.

- Regrettable,
regrettable situation.

Who would have believed
that Rizen's deed

would be superseded by a prior
title from a Bourbon king.

- It's got us real curious,
sure like to see that

French grant.

- You should see it James, I
may call you James may I not.

- That's my name.

- Well you should
see it immediately,

your mind won't be at
rest until you do see it.

Mine wouldn't, why should yours.

- Alright show it me.

- Well now I'm afraid
I can't do that James,

unhappily it's not
in my possession.

I'll try to arrange it for you.

- How?

- Well by speaking to
the man that has it.

Monsieur Armand Duprais,
he'd be reluctant naturally

but I think I can persuade him.

I'll say, it's only
fair monsieur, the
boys are fine people.

They won't like this
blot on their scutchen,

they'll want proof
of their mistake.

- We sure do.

- And you shall have
it, I'll go at once.

It's just a mile
up the river road.

My carriage please, Monsieur
Duprais bought the old

Kyle plantation.

- I understand you just
bought the old Anderson place.

(laughs)

- A grave stroke of luck
James, an old aunt of mine

in Albany, New York died,
and left me quite a legacy.

Most unexpected, but not
shall we say unwelcome.

Thank you, you're at
the inn I suppose?

- Yes.

- I'll be in touch with
you before the day is up.

I'll be on my way as soon
as I revise this deposition.

- Before you revise
the deposition cousin,

I'm kinda in a hurry.

- Of course, this is
nothing that can't wait.

My Panama boy, well this has
certainly been a pleasure

to meet you cousin James.

- It's been mutual cousin Jonas,

in fact it's so mutual I think
I'll just go along with you.

- I mean, you will,
well splendid.

- On the way I'd sure like
to hear some of the stories

about your early
days as a play actor.

- Oh my days as a thespian,
yes sir, I was indeed

a poor player who frets and
struts his hour upon the stage

and then is heard no more.

- Well dog my cat.

- You want to inspect
the French grant do you?

- I insist on it
Monsieur Duprais.

- Well there's no
reason why not,

you will find it not
only a valuable document,

but actually a work of art.

Oh good morning my dear.

- Forgive me I did not
know you had guests.

- Please Marcella,
you know Judge Koford.

This is Monsieur Bowie.

- Judge Koford, Monsieur Bowie.

- Ma'am.

- You wish to see me.

- It is of no importance.

- Oh but it is,
speak freely my dear.

Oh yes, you wanted some
money, was that not it.

- Yes if you please Armand,
women never seem to have enough

buying bows--

- And largest to the poor.

- Yes that too.

- When I married my
dear wife gentlemen

she was the widow of a Marquis,

and she has never forgotten it.

One moment my dear, I shall
fill your empty purse.

- No doubt I have been too
open handed with my charities,

but these poor settlers
evicted from their homes

and forced to move
on God knows where,

they have touched my heart.

- We can understand that ma'am.

- Here is your money
my dear Marcella.

And now we must get
to business huh.

Perhaps there will be another
occasion for them to hear

of your past glories.

And now Monsieur
Bowie, your problem.

Here is the grant, I trust
you will handle it carefully,

it is beginning
to show it's age.

As who is not in these
hectic times huh?

(laughs)

Is that not an excellent
likeness of his majesty.

- I can't blame you for
being proud of it Monsieur,

it's a real handsome document.

Not to speak of
it's other value.

- You are a
connoisseur monsieur.

- Well cousin Jonas, I
guess there's only one thing

for Rizen and me to do,
and that's take action

against the government,
selling us land it didn't own.

- You are also a philosopher.

- Yeah, thank you.

Well cousin Jonas.

- Thank you Monsieur
Duprais, we're very grateful

for your courtesy.

- You've been most
welcome gentlemen.

- Good day Monsieur.

(people murmuring
and chattering)

- If I can be of any
further service cousin,

drive Mr Bowie where
he wishes to go.

- I'll drive myself.

Anybody wanna hang
the real thing?

- You aint welcome
here, no Bowie is.

- Duprais kicked my
family off the land

we bought from your brother,
there's my wife and kids,

where we gonna go?

- Anybody that needy
I'll stake the food,

I come here to try and
straighten things out

and that goes for you too.

First thing I did this
morning was go the bank

and establish credit here.

I told them I'd stand
behind loans for any

of you needy settlers
who had bought land

from Bowie and Bowie.

So all you've gotta do is
go to the bank and ask too--

- Hey, hey, look at
this counterfeit.

I went to the bank
and it's no good.

- Where'd he get it?

- From that woman,
the one that's been

helping us our around here.

- Mrs Duprais?

- There she comes, that's
Mrs Duprais, that's her.

- Wow, hello Mrs Leyland,
I was looking for you.

- Don't touch it,
don't take that money.

Take that counterfeit
money out of here,

haven't we got enough trouble.

- Counterfeit?

- Ma'am, you men go into
the bank and get your loans,

I'll take care of
this, move on away.

Madam Duprais may I see that?

Is this the money
your husband gave you?

- Yes, he might have spared
me this last indignity.

- You sure couldn't
tell it was counterfeit,

looks good to me.

Tell me did you ever see
that French land grant

that he showed me,
the one that gives him

title to the land?

- Yes.

- I mean did you ever read it,
did you ever study it closer?

- No, not closely.

- Oh.

- He wouldn't dare.

- Well if this is,
why not the grant?

- Those poor people.

- Don't cry ma'am,
now listen to me.

Here take this,
I need your help.

- I help you.

- About the grant.

- How?

- Well there was a picture on
it, King, Louis the something,

- There were many Louis'.

- Louis XVI I
think this one was,

wasn't he the one who
kind of lost his head?

- He did indeed, it was
the year I was born, 1793,

but why do you ask?

- Well this King Louis,
you know how old he was

when he was--

- Guillotined?

About 40, 39 to be
exact, I believe.

- I see, and he died
in '93, so let's see

he was born in 39 from
93, er, he's born 1754.

- That sounds right, but why?

- The date on that
land grant was 1765,

he could only have been
11 years old at that time.

- Yes.

- But don't you see,
the picture was one

of a fully grown man
with his name on it

and his signature underneath.

- But this is so stupid of
him, he knows better then that.

No it is not stupid at
all, it was deliberate.

- I don't think I understand.

- Of course it was deliberate,
he makes a glaring error

in history and dates on the
assumption that no one here,

yourself for instance
would know the difference.

That American's are all
ignorant backwards men.

And from this his
mean, soulless fate,

from this he feels superior.

Oh the arrogance,
the conceit of him.

- Don't ma'am, don't.

There's, there's
some way out of this.

- I don't know, I have
prayed that there might be.

- I don't want to
intrude on your privacy,

I mean you don't have to
answer this if you don't wanna.

- Please Mr Bowie, I have
no secrets from you now.

- Well, do you wanna see this
man, this husband of yours

get what he deserves?

- After this, yes Mr Bowie.

- Well then I think
the best thing

is for you to invite me back
to your house this afternoon

as a sort of a surprise for him.

I'll bring Judge Koford.

- Are you sure you
want to do this?

Don't underrate Armand Mr
Bowie, he is a dangerous man.

- So am I sometimes
Madame Duprais.

- Then come to tea, at four.

- Tea at four.

- This has been a day
of revelations indeed.

When you were here
this morning Monsieur

I had no idea you were
the famous Jim Bowie.

- I doubt I'll be in the
history books Monsieur.

- Oh but of course you will,
you should be certainly.

Did you not invent a new knife.

- A small accomplishment.

- Oh but not at all, I'm
very interested in knives,

it is also a specialty of mine.

May I see one of yours?

- Oh, but magnificent.

My dear wife does not like
me to discuss the subject,

it offends her
aristocratic sensitivity.

But I maintain that cold steel
is the only civilized weapon.

The poison of the
Borgias was one sided

to a coward they'd agree.

And the gun, the gun
is nothing more then

a shattering explosion,
robbing the duelist

of the excitement of
quiet, personal combat.

Steel, steel Monsieur,
silent, deadly,

exquisitely tempered,
is the only true weapon.

Primitive some may say,
but I doubt the future

will develop anything
more civilized.

(knife thudding)

- May I have some more
tea please Herbert?

- Where'd you pick up your
liking for the blade Monsieur?

- Abroad, eight years
I studied the dagger

with such masters as
Gino Lardi the Venetian,

Pedro Pizarde, the Portuguese.

Herbert, pour Monsieur
Bowie some brandy.

- No, no thank you, I have
to be riding back to town.

Lawsuits take time, and
I haven't any to waste.

- Oh but I want you to
see my blade monsieur,

please don't go, Herbert
pour me a brandy.

My own dagger,
really a poignard,

copied after those used in
the highlands of Scotland.

Thank you Herbert.

(metal tinkling)
(glass tinkling)

(laughs)

The music of the wine glass,
and the music of death,

are almost identical
are they not monsieur?

Herbert, take an
olive from that basket

and stand up against the wall.

- Please don't do
it sir, please.

- Armand, you know
how it terrifies him,

it does the same for me.

- Hold it against your
cheek in the usual way.

- Please Armand.

- But I've only had
one brandy my dear.

Herbert.

- Don't do this
awful thing again.

- As you see monsieur, I laid
my forearm flat on the table,

then I get my blade well
fixed between my thumb

and my index finger.

- No Mr Duprais.

- Then I get my target well
fixed within my range of view.

- Stop Armand.

- Once I have the target
engraved in my mind,

then I can throw
with my eyes closed.

Please observe, you will
hardly see my wrist move.

(knife thudding)

I throw the knives in
this house monsieur.

- You can go Herbert.

- You have offended me.

- It was intentional.

- Why?

- Because you've offended me.

- How?

- By having the stupidity
to think that I was stupid.

- Are you not stupid monsieur?

- Maybe but I was able to
figure out that Louis XVI

was only 11 years old on
the date of that land grant.

Brilliant, that's grants a
forgery Monsieur Duprais,

just like some of the
currency you've been making.

Who's been putting it into
circulation for you anyway?

Cousin Jonas, we
never did have any kin

in Albany New York did we?

In fact you bought
the old Anderson place

with some of this
money, didn't yah?

Where did you pass it?

- Well I found gambling
houses the best outlets,

Memphis, Nachess, New Orleans.

- Well momma's
gonna be very upset

when she hears about
this, very upset.

- I think you can
be excused Marcella.

- I am not going Armand.

- I do not think you will like
what you will have to see.

- And what will she have to see.

- He intends to
murder you Mr Bowie.

- So, the moment has
finally come huh?

- Yes Armand, at last, watch
him carefully Mr Bowie,

he spoke one truth today,
he did study the dagger

under Lardi and Pizarde,
they were his fellow inmates

in prison in France,
where he served

seven and one half
years for forgery.

- That makes certain
that no one but me

must leave here alive.

- Now this whole matter
can be solved Mr Duprais

if we just come to town
and make a clean breast

of this whole affair.

- Quiet, fatuous windbag.

- Keep your fingers away
from that steel Monsieur.

- But is it the only
weapon in the house?

I have no gun, I told
you the sound offends me.

On guard monsieur.

(knives clinking)

- I don't wanna
kill you Duprais.

- Judge Koford is next, I'm
saving the Marquess until last.

It would be interesting to
see how she will die huh.

- Alright you can
drop that knife

from the Scottish
Highlands, go on drop it.

(knife thudding)

Now get up.

(gun firing)

(somber music)

So it's all cleaned up now,
every one of those settlers

back in his land, and
the rest of it sold.

- Bowie and Bowie
are out of business.

- For the time being.

- Much obliged Jim.

- Well think I'm going to bed.

- No you're not, not before
you tell us what happened

to that poor Marquess.

- Madame Duprais, well she
bought the old Anderson place,

she's doing fine.

- Oh no Jim, you
got that mixed up,

Judge Koford bought
the Anderson place.

- Yeah, yeah, but he
decided to sell real cheap,

just before he took
the steamboat North.

Said he was going back into
medicine show business.

- What I can't get
through my head

is why he didn't shoot you.

- That's just what I asked him.

- What'd he say?

- He said, shoot you,
why James your kin folk.

I couldn't shoot the sun
of my own first cousin.

- Why that's a fib and a
story, and a barefaced lie.

Now grandmother Hutchison, her
sister married Ed Macrevie,

and they begat Sophie
and Madge, and Madge,

yes she married Ellehue
Koford, and then no--

- Good night momma.

* Jim Bowie, Jim Bowie *

* He was a fighter of
fearless and mighty *

* Adventuring man *