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[gentle music]

[suspenseful music]

- Eyes front, Reb,
before I begin something

you're never gonna
be let finished.

- Like turning around?

- [Gunman] Well, that's
one of the for instances.

I'll take that gun.

And you keep your hands up,
up where I can see them.

- If this is a holdup,
you're in for lean pickings.

- Reb, being as conditions
is so fearful here abouts,

that fellows in my line is
taking to robbing each other

just to keep in practice.

- I'd sure be
embarrassed to find out

that wasn't a gun
you had in my back.

- [Gunman] Could be a
lot more embarrassed

if you make me prove it is.

Get down on the ground.

I want your nose in the dirt.

[grunting]

With all your book reading
Reb, you sure do learn slow.

[somber music]

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel

♪ He rolled through the west

♪ That Johnny Yuma the rebel

♪ He wondered alone

♪ Johnny Yuma

[dramatic music]

- Excuse me, Sheriff, can
you tell me where I can find-

- Major Quincy Bannister.

- Yeah, how'd you know?

[hammering]

- I want a word
with you Bannister.

I know you're only carrying out

your brother's instructions Asa.

All the same I'll
have to ask you

to take down these posters
and withdraw the reward offer.

- And why should I?

- Why?

$1,000 dead or
alive, that's why.

You know that's the same as
issuing a lynching license.

- Well, you want Newt
Schofield caught, don't you?

- Catching him is my job,

that's why I was elected.

- Elected, Sheriff?

Now you know it was my
brother's endorsement

that put you into office.

- I took that office
to serve the community,

not just the Bannister family.

- Well, we appreciate that, sir.

Major just thought that
posting this reward offer

might help to expedite justice.

- You call dead
or alive justice?

I call it pre-meditated murder.

- Well, you remember this
all started with a murder.

And Mark Leversee only had
one enemy, Newt Schofield.

- You can't execute a
man for motive alone.

He's entitled to a trial.

- You fairly rub
a man raw Dyson.

I'll put it to you bluntly.

Unless Newt Scoffield is
apprehended within one week,

the Major will instigate

impeachment proceedings
against you.

- All folks, let's get
about our business.

- Hey, sir, my name's
Yuma, Johnny Yuma.

- Yuma?

Oh, Johnny Yuma, yes, well sir,

it's an honor and a pleasure.

- Well, thank you.

I served under your
brother at Gettysburg.

- Yes, the Major has spoke
of your courage often.

I can't tell you how
much your letters

have been appreciated since
they brought the Major home.

Well, you'll stay on here
at Fair Oaks, of course.

- Well, thanks.

You mind telling me something?

That row back there
with the Sheriff,

what was that all about.

- No bless or bleed, sir.

You see this town owes
not only its name,

but its very existence
to my family.

By this token, it is
the responsibility

of a Bannister, any Bannister
to do for the citizens

what they are incapable
of doing for themselves.

- You know, for a
moment there you sounded

just like the Major.

- Did I now?

I take that as a
high compliment, sir.

Gentlemen.

Both these garments
and myself are unused

to such indelicate handling.

- Is that so?

Well you Bannisters better
get used to a lot of things.

You don't own the world no more.

- I do own the right to
choose my own company, though.

And that excludes you.

- You calling us dirt?

You saying he's better
company than we are?

- Well, I think that
question is worthy

of an answer.

[grunting]

[body thuds]

[striking]

Now what do you supposed
that was all about?

- Well, he sure didn't
want you to run for mayor.

[gentle music]

- You've come a long
distance soldier

just to return a book.

- Well, to tell the truth Major,

I was kind of hoping
you'd lend me another.

- Sit down Johnny.

- Thank you, sir.

- I gave this to Yuma the
night before Gettysburg.

- Everything you told
me about style, economy,

it's all there.

- I remember.

1If you want to become
a writer I said,

go to the masters.

That trash they're marketing
today, it drugs the mind,

deadens the senses
like this leg of mine.

With time even the brain
becomes a useless appendage,

that which is not exercised
cannot long exist.

Witness our current shame.

- Shame Major?

- I elude to the south, sir.

The disintegration of
its social structure,

a man being born to a station.

- Well, I don't
mean to argue sir,

but the war's changed a
lot of people's stations.

- Honor, Johnny.

A man's honor and
a man's integrity,

these aren't surrendered
along with his sword.

- Was there ever such a paradox?

You know, contemptuous
as my brother is against

the common herd, he himself
is obsessively dedicated

to advertising a product,
the Bannister dynasty.

Our fields lie idle
while he invests

our dwindling fortune in
advertising this commodity.

Don't you find that paradoxical.

- Our sister Cassandra, Johnny,

in superb form as usual.

My dear, may I present Mr. Yuma.

We served together
at Gettysburg.

- Ma'am.

- Yes, Jim.

- It's for the major, sir.

They've caught that Schofield.

- Bring them in Jeb.

- Willis Locker,
Major Bannister.

Him there he's my
friend Mr. Kellogg.

- Howdy.

- We've come for the reward.

- Listen, I weren't
nowhere near Bannister

when Leversee got
his and you'll never

prove different neither.

- Schofield, you've
been in trouble

ever since you
came to this town.

I'm not going to waste the
citizens' time or money.

There's another $500 in it
for you if when you turn

the prisoner over
to Sheriff Dyson,

he's accompanied by
a signed confession.

[dramatic music]

- Better get started Joel,
it's a good ride into town.

Come on boy.

[suspenseful music]

- Excuse me, sir,
but offering $500

to those bounty hunters,
well that's the same

as asking them to torture a
confession from Schofield.

- The man's guilty, Johnny.

Why miss the possibility
that through some loophole

he might escape the gallows.

Besides if an investment
of $1500 can secure

for the citizens of Bannister
some guarantee of justice,

it's a bargain price.

- You just don't buy
and sell justice.

- You do if your name happens
to be Bannister, Mr. Yuma.

- Cassandra, I don't think-

- You find that in there?

- Yes, why?

- Because it's mine.

Two nights ago about 70 marks
from here I was held up.

Whoever it was got
away with this.

- Two nights ago?

- Yeah.

- Quincy, that was the
night that Leversee-

- Hold on.

Johnny you said whoever it was.

I take it from that
you did not see

the bandit's face?

- No, but maybe there's
a way of knowing.

The man who held me up had
a scar on his left hand.

- Ah.

Hey, sir, have Jeb
hitch up the rig.

You will then fetch Mr.
Locker and Mr. Kellogg,

along with their prisoner.

I wish to examine
Schofield's left hand.

- It would be
better if I did it.

It'll only take me a
second to saddle up.

- You sure you can
find the post road?

- Yeah.

- Quincy.

They won't trave by
way of the post road.

It's three miles closer
by way of Dundee's Ferry.

- You're right Acer, now
bring around the rig.

[somber music]

[horses galloping]

- Still here huh boy?

- Look I've chased
over half this country

trying to catch up with him.

I don't budge until
I've seen the prisoner.

- What for?

He's already signed
a confession.

- And just how did
those two bounty hunters

get that confession?

- Johnny, more
than one man's died

under Schofield's gun.

He escapes that noose this time

and sure as sun up, more men
will be added to the list.

So when you come
right down to it,

what's it matter if he's
guilty of Leversee's murder.

- Convict the wrong man and
the real killer goes free.

I thought I heard you talking
about justice this morning.

- Justice.

I fought the same war you did

and I came out of it with
a couple of souvenirs.

Empty pockets and a big hunger.

- A lot of us were hungry.

- You claim the
man who held you up

had a scar on the
back of his left hand.

- That's right.

- Come on, Johnny.

If Schofield's got no such scar,

that pretty much washes up
any alibi you could provide.

- I can't see his hand.

- Wouldn't much
matter if you could.

There was an accident when
they were bringing him in.

There both pretty well smashed.

[suspenseful music]

[somber music]

- It looks fine Mr. Kellogg.

- Yeah, take the
sleeves in a little bit.

- Well, let's do that.

- One question.

How did it happen?

- The accident?

It was while we were
bringing Schofield into town.

An oak snake spooked his horse,

she took off across
the field and ran smack

into a thrasher and dumped him.

Somehow he got his hands
caught in the blades.

That's sure gonna slow
down his gun draw.

- Just like hanging's gonna
interfere with his breathing.

- All right, Homer,
I'll take it.

- Fine.

- Now let's see some hats, huh?

- You gonna have to do
better than that in court.

How Schofield with both
his hands tied behind him

managed to get them
caught in a thrasher

and how a man with
hands like that

managed to sign a
detailed confession.

- If you're trying to
call me a liar, mister,

you're taking the
long way around.

Could be I misunderstood
your meaning.

Maybe you'd care
to spell it out.

- All right, I'll
spell it out, liar, L.

[punching]

[pounding]

[punching]

Liar, L-I-A-R.

[dramatic music]

[gentle music]

[frogs croaking]

- No, no, leave him alone.

Poor man's lost his way.

Oh.

Aren't they beautiful?

- Beautiful?

- Mm-hm, purple rhododendrons,
I just love them.

I wouldn't be without them.

I guess they're just
about the only thing

that the war couldn't touch.

Did you know I was a
victim of the war Mr. Yuma?

- A victim?

- Oh, my, yes.

The same war that
crippled brother Quincy,

it also wounded me.

- I don't understand.

- Well, in every
military engagement,

my future hopes
were whittled away.

There was less and
less remaining of the

flower of southern aristocracy.

In each of these losses,
I suffered personally.

- I guess we all gave some
to the war Miss Bannister.

- Indeed we did.

You see before you
an aging spinster,

restricted by the
Bannister name.

- I don't know why
you're telling me this.

- Well, I like to talk Mr. Yuma.

Most every veteran does.

I feel, I feel I've
earned my medals

and well, all I ask is
an occasional chance

to display them.

Well.

[gentle music]

- Well, Johnny, I understand
you've been making

yourself unpopular in town.

- Asking a few
questions, that's all.

- Is it really any
of your business.

- Probably not.

I guess I'm just sort of
like a fellow with an itch.

Nothing short of scratching
it's gonna make me happy.

- Well, you ought to exercise
a little self control.

Might be healthier
in the long run.

- That'll be enough of that Asa.

Johnny, if Schofield didn't
kill Leversee, who did?

- I don't know.

But I do know this.

Leversee's strong box
was found on the table,

but it wasn't even touched.

Now that just doesn't jive
with Schofield's character.

- Oh, the devil
with his character.

- Sheriff Dyson has
failed to produce

one shred of evidence
pointing at anyone else.

- Well, then there
must be someone else

who had a motive.

I don't believe
a man's been born

who's made only one enemy.

You can help Major.

- I, Johnny, how?

- Well, they told me
in town that Leversee

rented one of your stores.

They told me if I
wanted to look to over,

I'd have to get
the keys from you.

- Well, this is ridiculous,
prowling through

the personal effects
of a dead man.

Next thing, you'll be
wanting to exhume the body.

I say no.

- Why should you object?

- No, Asa, Johnny's right.

If there's anything of
an incriminating nature

to be uncovered, by all means
it should be brought to light.

You have Jeb hitch up the rig.

- All right.

Whatever you say Quincy.

- I thought Leversee
was a bachelor.

- So he1 was.

- Well, this place looks
like a woman fixed it up.

Isn't that so, Ratch?

- Well, to my knowledge,
Leversee never was

much of a ladies' man.

- One lady's all
we need, Johnny.

- You have any idea what
you're looking for Johnny?

- No, but I'll know
when I find it.

- Quincy, earlier today
Johnny and I were talking

and he said something that
was kind of interesting

about Fair Oaks.

- Yes, Asa.

- Well, some of the
other land owners,

you know men same
fix that we are,

with no hands to tend the field.

- Go on Asa.

- [Asa] Well, they've
taking to tenent farming.

And I thought-

- No Asa.

Subdividing Fair Oaks
would be not only

a defilement and desecration,

but the yielding of
virtually everything

that the name of
Bannister stands for.

Find something Johnny?

- Some letters.

They look like love letters.

At least they're in a
woman's handwriting.

Johnny, wait a moment.

You want to muddy the
good name of some woman

just to save the life
of that worthless trash.

- If there's any
dirt on her name,

it's because she put it there.

They are love letters.

- There's no signature.

- I'm afraid you're wrong, Asa.

- Rhododendron.

- I should have known the truth

when Schofield got to the
jail with is hand mangled.

I probably would have, too,

if it hadn't been you Major.

Nobody else knew the
scar would clear him,

only the Bannisters.

She wanted to marry
him, was that it?

He turned her down
and then she shot him?

- No, Johnny, it was
the other way around.

He wanted to marry Cassandra.

Which was out of the
question, of course.

- Because he was part
of the common herd?

- Johnny, like Mark Leversee,
you're a stubborn man.

When I wouldn't
sanction their marriage,

he said they would elope
without my permission.

- All along I thought
it was Cassandra

that shot Leversee.

- No, Asa, as head
of the family,

it was my responsibility.

I'm sorry soldier.

I'm sorry it has to be this way.

I'm really going to
miss your letters.

- Quincy, don't.

- 30,000 members
lost, killed, wounded

or missing in action
at Gettysburg.

The fact that Johnny Yuma
is not among that number

is a minor miracle.

Let us say the enchantment
of that miracle

has finally expired.

Stand off Asa.

Whatever your feelings,
you're a Bannister.

[gun firing]

[gentle music]

- The wrong men
died at Gettysburg.

All I ever wanted
was somebody to love.

I didn't think that
was asking too much.

[dramatic music]

- I'll let Schofield go.

I told him he was
lucky you weren't

pressing charges for robbery.

- I wouldn't say
he was so lucky.

- Sheriff, what about Cassandra?

- If it weren't for her,
Johnny'd be staying on

as a permanent resident
of our cemetery.

- Asa?

Quincy thought he was protecting
the name of Bannister.

- No, Johnny, he was
protecting a way of life

that was already dead.

1I'm subdividing Fair
Oaks for tenant farming.

It'd be good for the town
and good for Fair Oaks.

[gentle music]

- Out of a handful ash
sewn into a valley of pain.

Seedlings of hope,
a new life ordained.

You mind if I keep this?

- Belongs to you, Johnny.

- Thanks.

[grand orchestral music]

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel

♪ He rolled through the west

♪ Johnny Yuma the rebel

♪ He wandered alone

♪ He got fighting
mad this rebel lad ♪

♪ He packed no star
as he wandered far ♪

♪ Where the only law was a
hook and a draw, the rebel ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel

♪ He rolled through the west

♪ Johnny Yuma the rebel

♪ He wandered alone

♪ He searched the land,
this restless land ♪

♪ He was panther quick
and leather tough ♪

♪ If he figured that
he'd been pushed enough ♪

♪ The rebel

♪ Johnny Yuma

♪ Johnny Yuma

♪ John Yuma