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[dramatic music]

- Where's the Gottwald
hearing going on?

- City Hall, further into town.

- Thanks.

Come on!

- You lie now, Hauser.

You are a thief!

[gavel bangs]
- Your honor, your honor,

he oughta be put away.

- I'll have some dignity
during these proceedings.

This is a private
hearing, but it still

constitutes a court of law.

How I said shut up!

- I have proof, I tell you!

I have proof.

[gasps]
- Frank!

Sit down.

How many times have I told
you you can't get excited?

- The old fool.

I've never seen a man
so crazy for land.

- But the Blue Creek is mine.

It belongs to me!
- Okay now, quiet!

Getting excited isn't
gonna prove anything.

Now just take it easy.

- He keeps getting
riled up that-a-way,

he's not gonna give you
too much more trouble.

- There won't be trouble anyway.

He doesn't have a chance.

Your honor, the
plaintiff is obviously

a very sick man.

It's cruel to keep
him here in court

and since the plaintiff
has offered no evidence

to support his rather
extravagant claim.

- Your honor!

Mr. Gottwald has
that evidence now.

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[upbeat music]

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel

♪ He roamed through the west

♪ That Johnny Yuma, the rebel

♪ He wandered alone

♪ Johnny Yuma

[dramatic music]

- My name's Yuma, your
honor, Johnny Yuma.

Mr. Gottwald sent me to the
Federal Land Grant Office

is Des Moines for this paper.

It's a duplicate copy of
the original section survey.

- Your honor, this
is very irregular.

- Looks pretty regular me..

Son, how'd you know about this?

- I stopped by Mr. Godwell's
place a couple of weeks ago

looking for work.

He didn't have anything on
his farm, but he was looking

for someone to ride
to Des Moines for him.

He told me he remembered
his brother telling him

once about this duplicate.

- Now, you're a fine lawyer.

I thought you had
this all sewed up.

- How could I know
about that paper?

- Now sit down, everybody.

I got something to say.

Dan, this here piece of
paper shows the Blue Creek

runs across the Gottwald land.

- Then it's wrong!

Blue Creek is mine.

- You lie, Hauser!

Ow I have to prove.
- Frank, sit down.

- Now, now, calm down, Frank.

We don't want you kicking
off right here in court.

- I think I got me a plan.

Judge, nobody wants
to take this thing

all the way through the courts.

Maybe I got a plan
that we can settle

this thing out of court.

- Frank, would you be
willing to compromise?

- If you say Blue Creek
is mine and he appeals,

will it cost me money?

- As sure as I'm sitting here.

- I got no money.

I talk it over.

- Now all of ya clear out of
here except the principles.

You can stay, Dr. Mac.

- That Yuma kid kinda messed
things up for ya, didn't he?

Want me to lump him up a little?

- It's none of my business
if you don't like his face.

- If it's land you want,
I'll give it to you,

all you want.

- What do you mean?

- Neither want of us want
to go on in court with this,

is let's make a deal.

I keep Blue Creek.

It's close to my stock pens.

In exchange, I'll give
you the pick of the land

on my south range, all
you can walk around

from six in the morning
to six at night.

- You mean that?

- I'm making a settlement.

That's what you want, ain't it?

- I'll do it.

- Frank, I won't let you do it.

Your heart can't stand it.

- Judge, you witness this.

Don't let him change his mind.

- Frank, you better think
this over carefully.

- A man can walk an awful
lot of land in one day.

- Yeah, I must have
this land for my work.

- Draw up the
agreement right away.

Just put down that
he's got to get around

under his own power and
if he don't get back

to the starting point,
he gets nothing.

- Frank, don't be a
stubborn old fool.

At this time of year, the
temperature on that south range

is gonna be over
110 and he knows it.

With your heart,
you'll never make it.

- I've got to have that land.

- Well, write it down or
I'll get someone that will.

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[harmonica music]

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- Signed Daniel Hauser,
agreed to, Frank Gottwald,

witness, Elwood Perks,

Donald Fleech.
- Come on,

you better get out here quick.

It's that rebel boy.

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- Who was it, Johnny?
- I couldn't tell.

- Where'd he get you?

- In my self respect.

Don't worry, I've
been hit harder.

- This must be Hauser's doing.

He can't do this.

- Mr. Gottwald.

- Thanks.
- Wait a minute.

I want to talk to ya.

- What do you want?

- I hated to have anything
to do with that agreement.

It may be legal, but
it's not ethical.

- What agreement?

- I'll tell ya later.

- Justice sometimes triumphs
over the letter of the law.

I hope this is one
of those times.

[orchestral music]

- No matter what you
say, that walk'll kill ya

and Hauser knows it.

- Maybe, but I've got
to take the chance.

Come, I'll show you why.

[soft music]

In the old country,
we knew that land

must not be wasted.

Johnny, what would you say
is the main crop here now?

- Well, cattle, I guess,

if you call that a crop.

- Yeah, now how much
land does it take

to fatten one steer
for the month?

- Oh, two, maybe three acres.

- Yeah, now come.

Now look at this corn.

- You were lucky.

It is a good crop, but
who wants to eat corn?

- Pigs.

- Pigs?

- Pigs got little bellies.

Grass is no good for
them, but the corn,

they grow like balloons.

Johnny, on one acre of
corn, I can raise 10,

maybe 15 hogs on
one acre, Johnny.

- Like I said, you were lucky.

It's the tallest
corn I've ever seen.

- Lucky [laughing]!

Johnny, I develop this corn.

This is a hybrid, you see.

Give me land enough, in
15 years, I grow this corn

so high that you can ride
through it with your horse

and never see over the top!

- 15 years, that's a long time.

- Yeah, with that heart
I got, I won't make it,

but my son will.

He's in agricultural college.

When he comes home, he
takes over where I stop.

- So you raise corn
and feed it to the hogs

and make a lot of money.

Is this worth
killing yourself for?

- But Johnny, not for me.

You must understand
that, Johnny.

Let them raise their cattle
in Texas, walk west somewhere

where nothing grows
but grass, but not here

on the black earth.

Johnny, right here, I
can feed the nation.

Give me enough land
and enough time,

I can change the
face of the Midwest.

I can change the
face of the world.

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- Now, now before
we get started,

let's understand each other.

- The agreement's plain enough.

- So are the motives.

- I'd of sworn you'd
be gone by now, sonny.

- Not without saying
a proper goodbye.

- Wait a minute, wait a
minute, wait a minute,

now, at six o'clock
on the button Frank,

you start walking
from Lineman's Point

into the south range.

You can walk around
any land that you want.

Right, Hauser?

- That's the deal.

- Frank has got to
make a complete circle,

staking out as he goes.

The main thing is,
you got to be back

the first stake by six
o'clock in the evening

or you get nothing.

- But I get Blue
Creek no matter what.

- That's all right with me.

- Here's the stakes for
you to mark with, Frank.

- I'll go along
with Mr. Gottwald

and help him carry these.

- Wait just a minute.

Gottwald is to do all
of this by himself.

- That sounds fair
enough, sonny.

You'll have to carry
'em yourself, Frank.

- All right.

- And while we're at it, Judge.

- Yeah?
- What's to prevent him

from having a horse
stashed out someplace

and once he's out of sight,
riding around my land?

I've got to be protected.

- Well, if you don't trust
him, go along with him.

- Not me!

You think I'm out of my mind?

I'll have Falton go along.

- It's all right with me.

- I'll just go along
to watch Falton.

- You do that, sonny.

- Let's get going.

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[soft music]

- [Dr. Mac] Frank,
you'll never make it.

The heat and the
exertion'll kill ya.

- My dear friend,
it's worth the gamble.

You must understand.

- He's right, Dr. Mac.
- You too?

- If the frame's big enough,
the odds can be mighty small.

- As your doctor Frank,
I'm going along with you.

- No, thank you.

You would only hold me back.

- A couple of
fuzzy-headed visionaries.

Yuma, why don't you go
chase a girl or something?

[dramatic music]

[birds chirp]

[dramatic music]

- I know Gottwald.

Once he gets in the
bottomlands, he'll go wild.

Make sure he goes too far.

- I could do more than that.

- I don't think you'll have to.

Just keep him moving.

Heat'll do the rest.

- Better get ready, Frank.

[birds chirp]

Go!

[orchestral music]

- Come on, Johnny.

- Mr. Gottwald, look.

You got to take it easy.

It's gonna be a long day.

- I move fast before
the sun gets high.

- That's right, old man.

You better move fast.

- Come on.

[orchestral music]

[birds chirp]

[dramatic music]

- You better slow
down, Mr. Gottwald.

- Soon, Johnny, but not yet.

Look at this land!

Look at the soil.

[dramatic music]

- [Johnny] Gottwald.

[dramatic music]

All right, all
right, Mr. Gottwald.

Well, you better rest a
while before you start back.

- Back?

Oh, naturally.

You're right.

We're going back.

- Well, you're a tough old
buzzard, I'll say that for you.

But aren't you
forgetting something?

- What?
- Well, that gully

that runs down to the river.

Long as you come this
far, you oughta look

at the fields on the
other sides of it.

They get a wonderful
runoff every spring.

- Shut up, Falton.
- Well now, I'm just trying

to be helpful, sonny.

- You gotta start
back, Mr. Gottwald.

You already got more land

than you ever dreamed of having.

- It's all right, sonny.

I know what he's trying to
do, but I'm going across

that gully anyway.

That is richest
topsoil in the valley.

I just wanted to
pass the green way.

- I don't know when I've
seen a hotter day [laughing].

[dramatic music]

- You can't go any further.

Better turn around
and head back.

- He can make it.

Old man, you need that
nice piece of land.

- Ah, you can't make it
there and back by 6:00.

- Ah, all right.

I'll go back.

[dramatic music]

- You gotta hand it to him.

Too bad he won't make it.

- The day's not through yet.

- No?

Well, he is.

[dramatic music]

[faint speaking]

- Now I don't know if
hardly that's according

to the rules, sonny, but
I'll be big about it.

I won't tell nobody.

- Falton, I've taken about
all I can stand from you.

- Is that a fact?

Now I'd say you'd take more.

- Johnny, how far is it?

- Too far.

It's all off, Mr. Gottwald.

You can't make it now.

- I must, Johnny.

I almost have the land I need.

- Can't you understand?

It won't do ya any
good if you're dead!

- I'm feeling
better now, Johnny.

I'll get back.

I'll make it for my son.

- Stubborn, ain't he?

- He might even make it.

- Sonny?

That would kinda complicate
things, wouldn't it?

[dramatic music]

- No sign of him yet.

Could be in one
of those gullies.

[dramatic music]

- Lineman's Point, how far?

- Just over the rise.

You better lie still.

I'll get some help.

- That's right, old man.

You just take it easy.

Can't say you didn't try.

- No, no, I go, I make it.

[dramatic music]

- [Johnny] Whoa!

[dramatic music]

- All right, Yuma.

I guess you're calling it.

[gun fires]

- Gunshots?

- That's all right.

I told Falton to signal me

when he got to the
other side of the ridge.

[dramatic music]

- He made it.

- Gottwald was dead up there.

He never made it.

He is dead, ain't he?

- He's dead.

- As of now.

That's right, isn't it, Judge?

A man isn't dead until
he's pronounced dead?

- That's right, son.

- Well, you just lost
yourself a mess of land

and a ramrod.

- Where is Falton?

- He drew first, just
like he was ordered to.

- You're trying to rob be.

Gottwald was supposed to
get back on his own power.

- And that's what he did!

Nothing helped him, unless it
was something called justice.

- You waste my land!

This is cattle country.

You can't fence it off.

Can't I make you see that
Gottwald was a madman?

Everybody knows that you
can't farm prairie land.

You can't grow corn in Nebraska.

Nobody can!

- Frank Gottwald can.

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[triumphant music]

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel

♪ He roamed through the west

♪ That 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 the draw ♪

♪ The rebel, Johnny Yuma

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel

♪ He roamed through the west

♪ That Johnny the rebel,
he wandered alone ♪

♪ He searched the land,
this restless land ♪

♪ He was panther quick
and leather tough ♪

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

♪ The rebel, Johnny Yuma

♪ Away rode the
rebel Johnny Yuma ♪

♪ John Yuma