All language subtitles for DOS 1x03

(HORSE NEIGHING)

Can you hear me?

You know, you had a
nice, friendly warning

to leave town while
you were still ahead.

We had to stay
up half the night,

and bust our knuckles
bare to the bone

just because you two people
can't seem to understand

when people are
trying to be nice to you.

We're sorry to
inconvenience you.

Now, this is a real
good road to Gila City.

Take it.

NARRATOR: Hannibal
Heyes and Kid Curry,

the two most successful
outlaws in the history of the West.

And in all the trains
and banks they robbed,

they never shot anyone.

This made our two latter-day
Robin Hoods very popular

with everyone but the
railroads and the banks.

CURRY: There's one
thing we gotta get, Heyes.

HEYES: What's that?

CURRY: Out of this business.

LOM: The governor can't come
flat out and give you amnesty now.

First, you gotta
prove you deserve it.

Ah, so all we have to do
is just stay out of trouble

till the governor figures
we deserve amnesty.

But in the meantime,
we'll still be wanted.

LOM: Well, that's true.

Till then, only you, me and
the governor will know about it.

It'll be our secret.

CURRY: I sure wish the governor
would let a few more people

in on our secret.

NARRATOR: Alias Smith and Jones,

starring Pete Duel
and Ben Murphy.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Call. Two pair, aces.

Not good enough.

Three large jacks.

Well, at least let the rest
of us get a look at them.

I think I'm gonna sit a
few hands out, gentlemen.

Yeah. I could use
a drink, myself.

What do you want to do about it?

I don't know. Let's find out how
much trouble we're buying first.

What'll it be, gents?

Well, what've you got?

Well, we got some real good
whiskey and then we got the regular.

Well, what's the difference?

Good whiskey comes
in a clean glass.

Maybe a little later.

Is the owner around?

Back yonder in the office.

Okay.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Come in.

Uh, we were told the
owner would be in here.

I am the owner.

You're, uh...

You're not what we were expecting,
you know, running a place like this.

I assure you, you're not
half as surprised as I am.

What can I do for
you, gentlemen?

We'd like to know if
the two sharpies we're

playin' with out there
work for the house.

There are two fellas who are
using a trick called "The Spread"

at one of your poker tables.

If that's house policy, well,
we've learned not to fight it.

But if they're freelancing, well,
that's another thing altogether.

You understand, ma'am?
No, I don't understand.

I don't know what you're talking
about. Our games are honest.

I'm sure they are.
Thank you, ma'am.

If that's what you think,
that's all we need to know.

Back to donate some more?

We're gonna try our best not to.

Here's five.

And five more.

Call.

Here's your five.

Fold.

Call.

Call.

Two.

Three.

Three more.

A nice one right
down in the middle.

I'm gonna have to
pass to the raiser.

Me, too.

$25.

Well, if I'd have hit it
you'd have heard from me.

Here's 25.

Not me.

Three 10s.

No good. Three kings.

Well, let's show 'em to...

I hope you're not counting
the king in his hand.

Move your hand another
inch, I'm gonna blow a hole in it.

Unless someone's changed
the rules of this game,

you're each supposed to be
playing with your own hand.

Easy, boys. Easy.

Well, I'll be.

I guess this belongs to me.

How much you down?

$40.

HEYES: And you? About 35.

Fifty-four exactly.

And I guess the rest
of it belongs to us.

Hey, now, some of that's
money we started with.

Yeah, we started...
Now, boys, if I were you,

I would just call that the price
of being delivered from sin.

And I'd get out of here
right now, if I were you.

You gents got a minute?

Miss Cunningham would
like to see you in her office.

I really admired the way you handled
that situation out there, mister...

Joshua Smith.

And this friend of mine
here is Thaddeus Jones.

Mary Cunningham.

Are you planning
to stay long in town?

No, ma'am. We're just
passing through to Clearwater.

Heard there's a cattle
drive forming up there.

Cattle herding? That, uh,
that can't pay very much.

$20 a month.

And it must be such hard work.

18, 20 hours a
day in the saddle.

Couldn't you find any
other kind of work?

We try.

Well, now, it's
not so bad, ma'am.

Fresh air, sleepin' out under
the stars, canned tomatoes...

I can see that it might
be better than, uh...

Oh, spendin' the evening
in a smoke-filled room,

watching the tables all night

and maybe $40 apiece a month?

My husband died four months
ago and left me this saloon.

I have two children to support,

even though it's not exactly
what I would've dreamed of, but I...

Well, what else can I do? I have
no other way of making a living.

I've tried to find a
manager, but no luck.

I haven't done very well.

Not very well at all.

I watched the way you managed
those two cardsharps and I thought,

why couldn't you handle
the saloon, just as well?

Well, what kind of problems
do you have, ma'am?

To tell you the truth,
I'm not exactly sure.

The place seems to be doing
business, but we're not making money

the way it used to from
my husband. And I...

I thought of just selling the
place out, but I can't find a buyer

and I'm just getting desperate.

Desperate enough to
make it $50 a month?

Yes, Mr. Smith. That desperate.

(PIANO PLAYING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Like your job?

Yeah, sure.

Good. You can keep it.

Till I spot you ringing
in another agent.

Agent?

You know who the
blackjack agent is? So do I.

And I can spot the action
all the way across the room.

We understand each other?

Yeah, I guess we do.

Good. Go back to work.

How'd we do, Mike?

Oh, pretty good.
Pretty good, I'd say.

How you doin'?

Me?

(SCOFFS)

I'm workin' my
tail off as usual.

Pour you fellas a drink?

No. No.

Better pour yourself one though.

Haven't you noticed? I never
drink when I'm back of the bar.

Pour it, I think you're
going to need it.

You know, Mike, just
from watching you a while,

we figure you're stealing
about $15 a night.

I'm what?

Stealing, from Mrs. Cunningham.

That's a dang lie!

Aren't you gonna drink that?

I still say it's a lie.

All right, maybe
it's 20 a night.

We're not gonna argue about
the amount. That's your secret.

You mean you're gonna fire me?

No, we're not sayin' that, Mike.

We're just saying we don't
want you stealin' anymore.

It's gonna be
tough stoppin' you.

You've been
bartendin' a long while

and this is only our third
day at saloon managin'.

Yeah?

I reckon you got a point there.

So what we're
gonna have to do is

make you pay for the
privilege of workin' here.

Your job behind the bar there
is gonna cost you $15 a night.

Starting tonight, payable
to Mrs. Cunningham.

I don't see how you
can steal more than that.

So, everybody will
come out just about even.

(MIKE LAUGHING)

You mind doing
that someplace else?

Trying to figure
out these bills.

Well, I got to keep
my hand in it, don't I?

Why?

With a little luck you won't
have to use that anymore.

I know you keep sayin'
that and I keep believin' you.

Somehow we just never
seem to get that lucky.

I think she's bein'
overcharged for cards and chips.

Way over.

Good morning.
Good mornin', ma'am.

I don't know how to account for
it, but we did even better last night

than we did the night before.

Do you know, if things
keep going like this,

we're going to be back
to normal in a week.

I hope you two know how
much I appreciate everything.

You saved my life.

Well, your saloon, maybe.

I bet you could
draw that real fast.

Mmm-hmm. I've had to
make that bet a few times.

I'll bet you can't draw
faster than the Sheriff.

Pretty good, is he?

Real fast.

The Sheriff's not that fast!

Nobody's that fast!

Can you teach me how to do that?

Yep. I could.

But I'm not gonna.

You just saw how
fast I was, didn't you?

You know, there's somebody
out there that's a lot faster.

Always is.

And I guess that someday
I'm gonna find that out.

And so will you, if I
teach you to fast-draw.

Come on, Tommy,
it's time for lunch.

Thank you.

I thought you were just
tellin' me how handy it is

knowin' how to use
one of those things.

When that kid grows up, people
won't even be wearin' these things,

much less shootin' them.

But in the meantime, people
are just goin' around doin' both,

so I guess I'll just keep carryin' my
life right around with me in a holster.

What are you
tryin' to say, mister?

I said give me the deck.

Why should I?

You want me to
tell you right here?

I think you better, and quick.

CURRY: All right.

I saw you crease the corner of
four cards with your thumbnail,

probably the aces.
So, give me the deck.

You're gonna have
to back that up, mister.

Glad to. Give me the deck.

I don't mean with a deck
of cards or your mouth!

I'm talkin' about that
gun you're wearin'.

Well, I don't want to kill you.

It'd be bad for business.

You done talkin' all
you're gonna talk, mister?

You ready to backup
your mouth up now?

(MEN EXCLAIMING)

I'd like to retire this deck. Is
that all right with you, boys?

Sure thing, Mr. Jones!

All right, forget I said
anything this afternoon.

MIKE: Mornin', ma'am.

Mornin'. Good mornin', ma'am.

Care to join us?

You know, believe it or not, he
makes some great ham and eggs.

I'm not hungry.

HEYES: What's the matter?

Is anything wrong?

Yes, I...

Could I see you
both in my office?

I'm going to have
to let you both go.

Why?

Well, I just don't need
you any more, that's all.

Just last night you were tellin' us
you couldn't manage without us.

I know, but I've decided that I
can manage on my own now.

Well, you're dead wrong.

You can't run this
place without us.

Or somebody like us.

I don't wanna talk
about it anymore.

I'm letting you go, and
that's all there is to it.

All right, Mary.

It was

$50 a month apiece, wasn't it?

We haven't even been here
a week, let alone a month.

You've earned the
money, please take it.

Please, take it.

All right, all
right. We'll take it.

We'd rather have an explanation.

I can't talk any
more now. Goodbye.

The lady's in trouble. I know.

Remember, trouble's one thing
we've got to stay away from.

But I like her. And
I like her two kids.

Now, shut up.

Aren't you even curious?

About what?

About why she's so
anxious to get rid of us.

Now, listen, that's her
problem. That's not our problem.

All right, all
right. I'm curious.

Enough to stick around?

(GRUNTS)

Well, good afternoon.

Oh, hi, Mr. Finrock.

I'm surprised to see
you two still in town.

Oh? Why?

Well, I heard you aren't
working at the saloon any more,

I just figured
you'd be riding on.

No, we've taken a
liking to this little town.

We figured there's
a future here for us.

Oh, I should think you could
find something better to do.

What could be better than building
something with your own hands?

And thumbs.

Uh-huh. Well, good luck.

Do you get the feeling that
he just didn't happen by?

Yeah, I... (GROANS)

It sure is good puttin' in solid
day's work on a honest job, isn't it?

Not especially.

Yeah, but look at the
appetites we've worked up.

I don't need to work to do that.

May I join you a minute?

Sure. Pull up a chair.

Have some coffee?

No, no. I...

I'd like to get right to
what brought me here.

What's that?

You and your friend.
And your welfare.

You see, I really
like you fellas and...

Well, you saved me a lot
of money in that poker game

and I'm not gonna forget it.

So, that's why I'm telling you
that you're wrong about this town.

There isn't any
future for you in it.

I suppose you have a
reason for thinking that way.

Mmm-hmm.

Are you gonna let us in on it?

No.

We're just gonna
up and leave town?

Well, why not?

After all, I've given you
good advice. The best.

Well, you're gonna have
to do better than that.

All right. Let's try this.

Your real name isn't
Thaddeus Jones.

And yours isn't Joshua Smith.

Perhaps that will tell you why it
would be smart for you to leave.

Perhaps if you told us why you're so
interested in our leaving, we might oblige.

I have told you. Your welfare.

After all, I still am beholden
to you about that poker game.

You will think
about it, won't you?

We'll think about it.

No hard feelings.

After all, I really am
fond of you fellows.

No hard feelings.

That is the nicest I've ever
been asked to leave town.

He was polite
about it, wasn't he?

Even if he was bluffing.

Bluffing?

He may know that your name
isn't Jones and my name isn't Smith,

but he sure doesn't know
what our real names are.

Because if he did he'd be leading us
down to the Sheriff's office right now

to collect the reward money.

But he does know your name
isn't Smith and mine isn't Jones.

How?

I don't know.

Maybe he's just guessing.

Well, we can't leave with that
building only half-finished, can we?

We sure can.

But we're not, are we?

You know, there's a good
chance I'm gonna run out of thumbs

before this building's
half-finished.

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

And you can understand
what I'm sayin'?

You know, you had a
nice, friendly warning

to leave town while
you were still ahead.

We had to stay
up half the night,

and bust our knuckles
bare to the bone

just because you two
can't seem to understand

when people are
trying to be nice to you.

We're sorry to
inconvenience you.

Well, I do hope
you'll understand.

Take a kindness
when it's offered to you.

We brought your horses.

Everything from your hotel
room's packed in your saddlebags.

Now, this is a real
good road to Gila City.

Take it.

What was all that he was sayin'?

He's tellin' us how
nice he's been to us.

I sure would like to pay back
some of this kindness we got tonight.

You sure they don't
know who we are?

I'm sure.

I'm sure it's a good idea
to go to Gila City, too.

But, we're not gonna, are we?

Well, looks like you
boys run into somebody

that didn't fold quite
as easy as I did.

Here, it's all on me.

If you'll tell me
who'd done it to you,

why, I'd like to buy
him a drink, too.

I think he's a customer here.

He's a big fellow,
got a moustache,

brownish hair and a
scar on his right cheek.

MIKE: Yeah, I know him.

Works at the Bar-T. His name's

Al Gorman.

You remember,
you owe him a drink.

Yeah. That's right.

(MIKE LAUGHING)

(CATTLE LOWING)

(MOOING)

(HORSE NEIGHS)

Can you hear me?

Hey! Can you hear me?

And you can understand
what I'm saying?

Well, first of all,

we'd like to apologize
for causin' you and

your friends to lose
your sleep last night.

And for makin' you beat your
knuckles all sore on our heads.

It wasn't nothin'
personal. Just doin' a job.

For who?

Sam Finrock.

No. Whoever hired
Finrock hired you, too.

Who was it?

I'm tellin' you all I know.

Sam Finrock hired me to get some
men and move you down to Gila City.

You know, Mr. Gorman,
we've got a problem.

We were talkin' about
it on the way out here.

We're afraid we might not be able
to be as kind and gentle with you

as you were with us.

There's even a chance that
we might get a little mean.

Now, we're fightin'
it as hard as we can,

but we just want you to
know there is that chance.

Look, I'm tellin' you all I know. I don't
know about nobody except Finrock.

You wanna do the
honors or should I?

No. You do it. I can't get used to all
that blood and those broken bones.

All right! All right!

Somebody did hire
Finrock and then me.

Who?

Mary Cunningham.

HAYES: And don't think crying is
gonna soften us up, because it isn't!

We've been threatened, beaten
up and dumped out of town

like two sacks of bad feed.

We're not gonna take it anymore!

You hired Finrock and
Gorman, didn't you?

Why?

You wouldn't have done it unless
you were in trouble. Now what is it?

We're not leaving
here until you tell us.

(SOBBING) No. Now,
that's not gonna work!

Listen, what are you afraid of?

Come on! Tell me!

I can't tell you anything!

Didn't it ever occur to you
that I was trying to help you?

Why didn't you tell us
that when you fired us?

I couldn't!

You had no reason to stay here,

why couldn't you just leave
town when I let you go?

(MARY SOBBING)

Here, drink this.

It's all right.

It's all right, we know
when we're licked.

We're not gonna ask
you any more questions.

Pay $2 for a room, you
hope to get a little privacy.

I would appreciate it if you
would, uh, unbuckle your gun belts

and drop them to
the floor, please.

And now, if you could just kick
them somewhere out of the way,

like under the bed. Hmm?

Thank you.

Now, I hope you don't mind
my coming here like this,

but I really do like you fellows and I
thought I would just try one last time.

Why didn't you ride on to Gila
City like you were told to do, hmm?

No one would tell
us why we should.

And we didn't like the
way we were asked.

Well, Mary Cunningham told
Gorman not to be rough on you,

but I'm afraid he's the kind of a man who
seems to get carried away with his work.

I hear you went to see him.

And you went to
see Mary, too, hmm?

What'd she tell you?

Everything.

No. She didn't
tell you anything.

Poor girl, you must have
upset her something awful.

Now, I do hope you're gonna stop
all of this and start being reasonable,

because I can't give
you any more warnings

and I can't keep
on being friendly.

And if you don't get
out of town real soon,

both of you are
going to end up dead.

Don't we even get
to discuss it a little?

I don't think you
heard what I just said.

If you insist on being stubborn,
someone is going to have you killed.

Now, did you hear
me good that time?

Good.

I really hate to see people I
like getting themselves killed.

You know, Heyes,
I've been thinkin'...

Kid, we've had a pretty fair
arrangement so far. Let's keep it that way.

Finrock wasn't hired
by Mary Cunningham.

And neither was Gorman.

All right, who was he hired by?

I don't know.

Well, think some more,

about how important it is
to know when you've had it.

Let's get a good night's sleep and
ride on to Gila City in the morning.

I was gettin' a little
tired of this town anyway.

Yeah.

You know, Kid, I didn't
sleep very well last night.

Thinkin' about what you said.

You know, about Finrock and Gorman
not working for Mary Cunningham.

Who are they working for?

That's what kept me awake.

I think I just got the answer.

What's the name of this hotel?

And the name of
that land office?

And the name of
the general store?

How many times have we heard the
name Sloane since we've been in town?

Quite a few times.

How many times have
we seen this man Sloane?

How do I know? I don't
even know what he looks like.

Right.

Now a man as important as this
Mr. Sloane, all he'd have to do is

come walkin' down the street
and all the bowin' and scrapin'

would whip up a
fair-sized dust storm.

Okay, you've got a
point, what else you got?

What else do you need?

Is Mr. Sloane in?

May I ask who's calling, please?

Joshua Smith and
Mr. Thaddeus Jones.

On business?

Very important business.

Just a moment, please.

(DOOR CLOSING)

Well, at least we finally found
out what office he uses in town.

This way, please.
Thank you, ma'am.

SLOANE: You wanted to see me?

Mr. Sloane, I realize
you're a very busy man

and we thank you for
taking the time to see us.

I had to.

You've been asking for me at my
land office, at my hotel, my general store.

If you meant to get my curiosity
up, you sure did a good job.

You've got a pretty good little spy
system goin' there for you, Mr. Sloane.

No, it's just one of the benefits
you enjoy when you own half a town.

Well?

I had an idea, Mr. Sloane.

I just decided it wasn't
one of my better ones.

Well, tell it to me anyway.

Maybe I can help.

We had pretty good jobs over at the
saloon and we were fired for no reason.

Then we didn't leave town fast enough
and people have been beatin' on our heads

and threatenin'
our lives ever since.

And you think I had
somethin' to do with that?

Well, like you said,
you own half the town.

Well, if someone's
threatened your life,

that's against the law.

If I were you I'd
go to the Sheriff.

He's a good man, I
handpicked him myself.

Thank you, Mr. Sloane,
but there's no reason

to bother him with
our little troubles.

Besides, we're, uh,
we're all ready to leave.

Thanks for taking
the time to see us.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

Well!

I hear you boys is leavin' town.

It's too bad. I sure
hate to see you go.

Figured you would.

Been in this town a week and we
don't see the man who owns half of it.

And in one day,
we see him twice.

The man who owns the town?

Yeah, Sloane. He
just went by in a hurry.

Mr. Sloane don't hurry nowhere.

That was Warren
Epps, his bookkeeper.

(CREAKING)

Well!

Oh! Look who's callin'
himself Willard R. Sloane.

I don't keep a gun in there, Heyes.
If you killed me now it'd be murder.

Flat out murder!

I have always wondered what
happened to you, Plummer.

Me and 12 other guys.

You remember? Remember I told
you about my old pal, Jim Plummer?

Uh-uh.

About 10 years ago.

Was the first bunch
I ever rode with.

We robbed a payroll train
and got jumped by a posse.

Had to split up.

Old Jim here was our
leader, so he had the haul.

All 30,000 of it.

And that was the last anybody
ever saw of him, until now.

Some of the gang are dead,
and some of them are in jail.

But there are still four or
five of them ridin' around.

Jim, can you imagine
the pleasure they'd get

finding you after
all these years?

Heyes, you never killed
anybody in your life.

But you sure would be killin'
me if you let out where I am.

Yeah. I guess I would.

Maybe I'll just get
word to the law.

It wouldn't be killin'
then, huh, Jim?

The statute of limitations has
run out on all the robbin' I ever did.

I'm in the clear now,

not wanted for anything.

There you are,
runnin' in luck again.

We're not clean
like you are yet.

The Governor's
promised us amnesty,

but we've got to walk
straight and narrow

for a year or so before
we can collect on it.

And hope that nobody
grabs us in the meantime.

I could've done that!

Tipped the Sheriff off
about you, but I didn't, Heyes.

You gotta take that
into account, right?

Jim, please. Don't
try to chump me again.

You didn't go to the Sheriff because you
don't want him askin' you how you know me.

If you give me your word,
not to say anything to anybody,

I'll make it up to you. I got four,
five thousand, right here, in cash.

Can't do it.

That'd be, what? Extortion?
Blackmail? Anyway, it's against the law.

I just got through tellin' you,
we don't do that anymore.

So you'll kill me, huh?

Just let Buck and Kresher
and Longbill find me, huh?

Uh-huh.

But then, maybe not.

What's Mary Cunningham
got to do with any of this?

Nothin'. I loaned her some
money when her husband died.

And when I told her to
fire you, she finally agreed.

You know, Heyes, I think we
ought to tell those boys where he is.

Sure we should.

But we're not. Because you're
gonna buy Mary Cunningham's saloon.

All right, sure.

Just give me your
word and it's a deal.

For $30,000.

I feel sentimental
about that figure.

Thirty thousand?

Why not?

It's a good saloon. It's
the best one in town.

I'm not sure I got 30,000.

In cash.

Well, raise it, Jim.
'Cause that's the deal.

We're lettin' you off easy.

Because you didn't
tell the Sheriff about us.

(SIGHS)

(DOGS BARKING)

You think Sloane
double-crossed us?

No. I just don't think he
had time to call them off.

Ah! Smith, Jones. I
see you're finally leaving.

About that shooting, I do hope
you realize it was just a small error.

Yes, we finally figured
that out for ourselves.

And you know, the boys
had orders not to hit you,

because as I've
said... Yeah, I know.

You really do like us.

Goodbye.

I'm really sorry you
have to leave like this.

Well, we had thought we'd try to find
a town that was a little less exciting.

But you know now I had
nothing to do with any of this...

Well, that's except for
letting you go. And I was told...

Mary, you don't have
to apologize to us.

We know the whole story now,

which is more than
you know, right?

Well, there are a few things
that I don't quite understand.

Something happened this morning.

Something wonderful and strange.

I can take my children
back East now.

And I think that you two
had something to do with it.

Really? What happened?

Willard Sloane
bought the saloon.

Oh. What's so
strange about that?

The price. He paid
me $30,000 for it.

Well, why not?

The building alone
is worth that much.

I know. But I don't own the
building. Mr. Sloane does.

Well. That is strange.

And wonderful.

Goodbye, Mary.

Kiss the kids
goodbye for me, okay?