All language subtitles for Tales of Wells Fargo -S3E10 - The Gunfighter

Hyah! Hyah!

The place is Comanche,
Texas, and I'm Jim Hardie,

sent by Wells Fargo to
look for a couple of outlaws

we'd had word were
hanging around here.

I didn't know much
about the Rucker Brothers,

except that Pete Rucker
had a scar on his cheek

and a weakness for race horses.

From what I'd heard
about Comanche,

it looked like the right town
to spread my bait for him.

Good-looking horse
you got there, mister.

Thank you.

Looks like he might
have some speed.

Well, I've matched him against a
few that were slower than he was.

Folks around Comanche are
pretty keen on fine horse flesh,

if you've a mind to run him.

I might.

Got a little mare in my own
string ain't never been beat.

Maguire's my handle.

Mine's Henshaw. Bill
Henshaw. Nice to know you.

Fifty bucks says my mare can,
uh, outrun this chestnut of yours.

Interested?

Like I told you, Mr. Henshaw,

folks in this town are always
ready for good horse race.

All right. I'll run your mare.

Go fetch her. I'll do just that.

Hello, Jim.

Aren't you mistaken?

My name's Henshaw.

You know who this is, don't you?

John Wesley Hardin.

I didn't think there was anyone
who didn't know who it was.

You run along, get your mare.

I wanna talk to
Mr. Henshaw alone.

I was just...

Sure. Sure, I'll run along.

All right, Hardie, what's the
joke? Why this Henshaw business?

It has nothing to do with you.

I didn't even know
you were in this town.

I'll bet you didn't.

You wouldn't have had
the nerve to come around

after what happened
that other time.

Swivel holster.

Still bothers you, doesn't it?

You made a fool out of me.

Faced me down in
front of a lot of people.

You think I'd forget
a thing like that?

No, I suppose you wouldn't.

Wes! Wes, look, it's finished.

Do you like it?
Isn't it beautiful?

I can hardly wait for the day

to see it hanging over the
door of your very own office.

Oh, yes, honey,
that's fine. Fine.

Oh, uh, here's a
friend of mine in town.

Calls himself Henshaw.

Mrs. Hardin, my wife.

Pleased to meet you, ma'am.

If you're going to be in town,
Mr. Henshaw, you'll have to come to dinner.

I'm afraid he won't be
around that long and...

right now, you'll
have to excuse us.

We have things to talk about.

Thank you for the
invitation, ma'am.

You're welcome.

And don't you be
late, Wes Hardin.

I promise.

Looks like you've
got a nice girl.

Thanks.

Attorney at law.
Is that her idea?

Well... the law's
always intrigued me,

I guess from being on the
wrong side of it so often.

But lately I've been studying
cases and some books I picked up.

Been thinking I might hang that
shingle out one of these days.

Here in Comanche?

What'll the townspeople
say about that?

I got friends
here. Real friends?

Or are they just friends
because they're afraid

not to be like
everybody else in Texas?

That's none of your
business, Hardie.

I'm still waiting to learn
what you're doing here.

You didn't ride all the way to
Comanche just to run in a horse race.

Or wait a minute.

Maybe that is it.

You got the idea.

I'll bet it's the Rucker Boys.

Wells Fargo is after them.

And this is just the
kind of trick you'd pull

to try to smoke out Pete
Rucker where you can get at him.

Now you're guessing. Am I?

Well, you'd just better
hope I'm guessing wrong.

Did you know those
boys are cousins of mine?

No, I didn't.

I'm not proud of it, they
don't amount to much,

but their pa saved
my life one time

when I was mixed up in
that Taylor-Sutton feud.

So you can forget
it if you got any idea

about taking 'em back with you.

Then you're
admitting they're here.

You lay a hand on
either one of them

and you're dead.

Mister, I'm ready to start this
horse race whenever you are.

We'll start down here.

Is it clear now?

We'll take the
corner down there,

turn at the head
of the next street,

and finish back here
where we started.

All right. And who's
gonna start us?

WES: I will.

In just a minute.

I got 50 dollars,
says Henshaw loses.

I'll take your bet. You're on.

All set?

Hyah!

It was a fair race.

You were right. You got
a mighty good horse there.

Here's the money I
owe you. Thank you.

There's nothing wrong with
that mare of yours either.

Well, Hardin, I guess you lost.

When I make a promise I pay up.

Always.

Folks will be hearing
about this, Henshaw.

You can expect challenges
if you stick around.

Mr. Henshaw is leaving
us. Not right away.

I'll be around for a while.

You tell 'em that.

Hardie. Hey, you
don't need the gun.

Don't you remember
me? Charlie Welch?

Yeah. Yeah, I believe I do.

It was in Clayville while I
was working on an express job.

You were sheriff
then. Uh, I still am.

You're a little out of
your territory, aren't you?

Ah, whatever. Look,
I've gotta talk to you.

In fact, I think you and
I could make a deal.

I doubt that. No, really.

But we can't be seen together.

I'm in room 16 at the hotel,

under another name to be safe.

Come on over there
when you can, all right?

Just a minute.

You've got to. I'll
be looking for you.

I'd better get out of here.

Welch?

JIM: This thing was
getting all out of shape.

Finding the Rucker brothers
should've been a routine job.

I hadn't figured on Wesley
Hardin being mixed up with 'em.

And now, here was
a renegade sheriff

who could make plenty
of trouble for me if I let him.

It looked like I had no choice.

I was gonna have to find out
what Charlie Welch had on his mind.

Come in.

Close the door.

I thought maybe
it was Wes Hardin.

Is Hardin a friend of yours?

He doesn't even know me.

I as soon it stayed that way
till I finish what I came for.

What's that?

I'm gonna take him.

I'm gonna be the lawman that
brings in John Wesley Hardin.

For what?

Well, think of the reputation
the man will earn for himself

who brings in John
Wesley Hardin.

Come in it with me, Hardie.

Is this what you
called me up here for?

Sure. We work together,

we can put him out
of the way for good.

What do you say?

I say you're talking
to the wrong man.

Wait!

You're after the
Ruckers, aren't you?

Well, you'll never take
that pair without help.

I've been watching them.

Now, they come in from
wherever they were hiding,

they walk around this
town like they owned it.

They think there ain't no
one gonna bother them

as long as Wes Hardin is around.

That's my problem...
Doesn't have to be

if first we put Hardin
out of the way.

I told you before I'm
not interested. Wait!

You can't just walk out on me.

When I was investigating
that robbery in Clayville,

I turned up a lot of
funny things about you.

Because they didn't concern
Wells Fargo, I didn't push them.

Now I think I should have.

You're a liar. You
don't know a thing.

Take your hand off of me.

And don't you
ever call me a liar.

Hardin, look out!

What is this? You
trying to challenge me?

There was a man up in that
window with a gun aimed at your back.

Did it ever occur to you that
might be a bad place to stand

where everybody in town
could take a pot shot at you?

Who would dare?

A man by the name of Welch.

There's nobody in
this town named Welch.

Of course, if I was to
think you'd saved my neck,

I might ease up on you,

give you a free hand
with the Rucker Boys.

Is that what you want? Oh, no, mister.

You'll have to do better
than that or it won't work.

All right, forget it. Even
if you tricked me once,

I don't like being
taken for a fool.

I said forget it.

JIM: I found myself pretty
much at loose ends now.

I'd spread my bait.

Didn't seem much to do but wait.

Wait and see if Pete
Rucker was gonna rise to it.

Your name Henshaw?

Yes, it is.

Pete Rucker. That's
my brother, Ed.

Mean anything to you?

No. Should it?

That depends on how
much you get around.

They tell me a
stranger come into town

with a mighty fast
horse under him.

They also tell me that, uh,

he beat Mike Maguire's
mare from a standing start.

Like to see the bronc
that could do that.

Well, that might be arranged.

He's down at the livery stable.

Maybe we could, uh,
work up a little bet, huh?

Yeah. Maybe.

Let's go.

Hey, Rucker.

You mean him?

Thanks, mister.

Looks pretty good, I'll admit.

You think you've got
one that can outrun him?

Don't know. Wanna
make it a contest?

Save your breath,
Pete. It's a trick.

I've just been tipped off
this man's from Wells Fargo.

Who says so?
Fella up the street.

And it could be true.

Well, if he is, he'll
have papers on him.

Now get your hands up,

Throw your gun down.
I'm not gonna wait.

Let it go.

I reckon he's
learned his lesson.

You're right.

Nobody can touch us.
Not in Wes Hardin's town.

Just a minute.

Hi, Wes.

What are you two doing in town?

Nothing. Just fixing
to get us a drink.

Well, you just start fixing to

get your broncs and
ride right out of here.

Why, Wes? We just
got here. You heard me.

You fools. Don't you know Wells
Fargo is looking for the pair of you?

Oh, we just now tangled
with a Wells Fargo man.

We took care of him, all right.

You didn't kill him?

No. Not you.

You never killed Jim Hardie.

Hardie. Was that him?

I knew I should've finished him.

I'll go back there and
I'll finish him right now.

No, you won't.

You'll get out of
this town right now.

I'll hold him here till you had
a chance to lose your trail.

But, Wes, all I
wanna do is... Shut up!

I'm fed up with the pair of you.

From now on, stay
out of Comanche.

I don't want you
around here anymore.

Now get!

Sure. Sure, Wes. We're gettin'.

Wes.

Where are they? They're gone.

I sent 'em out of town.

No, Hardie.

You leave that bronc right where
it is. You're not following them.

And you're stopping
me. Is that it?

Until they had their chance
to get away. It won't take long.

They know the
country, you don't.

Maybe I don't intend to wait.

Oh?

A showdown. Is
that what you want?

No, it's not what I want.

But I came here to do a job.

And you or no one like you
is gonna keep me from it.

I told you you'll have to go
through me to do it, Hardie.

Now, if you feel
lucky, make your draw.

Go right ahead.

Wes, I've been looking
all over town for you.

Please, Jane.

Dinner is waiting.

It's been ready for over an hour

and you promised you
wouldn't be late this time.

If you and Mr. Henshaw
have things to discuss,

you can do it at home.

And I won't take no for an
answer this time, Mr. Henshaw.

Well, I guess we've
had our orders.

Too late now for you to finish
that other business anyhow.

I suppose you're right.

I'd be much obliged, ma'am.

Come along then, both of you.

Well, that was
wonderful, Mrs. Hardin.

Well, you didn't eat much.

Mr. Henshaw had a clout
on the head this afternoon

and may have
wedged his appetite.

Oh, is there anything
I can get for you?

No, no.

It's just a little tender
and that's about it.

Well, in that case...

Wes, honey. The wood
box is empty again.

Would you please get some

so I can be heating
some water for the dishes?

I wanted to talk to
you, Mr. Henshaw.

Is that your real name? No.

My name is Jim Hardie.

Are you the law?

Not really.

I'm a Special Investigator
for Wells Fargo.

But we have nothing
on your husband.

Well, then why this
hostility between you two?

You noticed that.

Yeah, I didn't think we
had you fooled, not really.

I won't bore you with
the details, Mrs. Hardin.

It started a little
over a year ago

when your husband
and I found ourselves

on opposite sides of the fence.

We both knew I was no
match for him in a gunfight.

But I managed to
develop a swivel holster.

It was a trick I knew he
couldn't possibly have heard of.

And it worked.

I managed to get
the drop on him.

But it put him in a bad
light and he never forgot it.

And today I came
here after the Ruckers

Your husband said no.

Hmm... so that's it.

I love my husband, Mr. Hardie.

I think there are
good things in him

despite everything that's
happened in the past.

I want him to change and
I think he will change if...

if he can just put
the past behind him.

I hoped you'd understand.

I do. Believe me.

Glad we had the opportunity

to have this little
talk, Mrs. Hardin.

I came here after the Ruckers

and your husband
spoiled my chances at that.

Maybe I'll pick up the
trail again, maybe I won't.

In either case I don't intend to make
any trouble for you or for your husband.

Mr. Hardie?

I don't know what to say.

Then don't say anything.

Sometimes tells
a good deal more.

There he is.

Where is he? Where did he go?

He's gone.

He's leaving town. He
won't be back. He promised.

Well, I gotta see
him. Wes, please.

Don't start killing again.

Jim Hardie's done
nothing to deserve this.

Think what it'll
do to you, to us.

We've been so
happy. Don't spoil it.

Now, look. I'm not
gonna kill anyone.

Jim Hardie's the only man

who was ever able
to outsmart me.

Just his being here is a constant
reminder that kinda bothers me.

I'm just gonna see him
out of town. Nothing more.

I promise.

I'm always willing to learn
a good trick from anyone.

And you're the only man, who
was ever able to teach me one.

I guess that's why I couldn't
stand to see you shot in the back.

Who is he? This
is Charlie Welch.

Then that was on the level.

I guess that makes us even.

JIM: Does it? What
about the Ruckers.

I told the Rucker boys to stay out
of Comanche but they wouldn't mind.

They came back anyhow.

What happened to
them is their hard luck.

Then like you say, we're even.

As far as I'm concerned.

Don't try to pull that gun,
Wes Hardin. You're covered

Hey, come here I got Wes Hardin.

What's the idea of this?

You got away with plenty
around here, Hardin.

You acted like the town was
yours and everybody in it dirt.

You knew they were afraid
to stand up against you.

Well, this time
you went too far.

You murdered
that man. I saw you.

Now, just a minute.

My name is Jim Hardie,

Special Investigator
for Wells Fargo.

I was sent down here
to get the Ruckers.

And I did.

That man was a renegade sheriff

who was gonna
shoot me in the back

if it hadn't been
for Wes Hardin.

If your back was turned

How do you know it happened
just the way Hardin says?

'Cause I believe him.

Well, we don't.

You calling me a liar?

Wes Hardin, I'm
holding you for the law.

You may be holding a corpse.

I killed that man to
save another man's life.

And if that's wrong a lot of
other men have been wrong.

Now, if you think you
can pull that trigger

faster than I can shoot
this gun, you go right ahead.

Mr. Hardie, come in.

Hello, Mrs. Hardin.

Is Wes around? No, he's
out back. I'll go get him.

No. No, that won't be necessary.

I just came by
to tell you that...

that what happened out there
really wasn't his fault at all.

I know, he told me.

It never seems to be his fault.

The thing that
worries me is that, uh

I thought these
days were over but...

I guess I was wrong. I
guess they'll never be over.

Oh, I think they will be.

Right now, he's got the will
to want to do the right thing.

To go on and try to live a
better life. Become a lawyer

with the help and support
that you can give him.

He'll make it. I have
very little doubt of that

I'd just like to say that I wish
both of you, the best of luck.

Mr. Hardie?

Thanks.