All language subtitles for A Coffin for the Sheriff (1965).engl

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* I am a lone and angry man

* Drifting like
the shifting sand

* My fate's to die
with gun in hand

* For revenge

* This evil world
has done me wrong

* Now there's no
place where I belong

* The only thing for
which I long is revenge

* Each man must have a love

* And so had I

* A love so good it made me cry

* To think of all
past deeds I'd done

* But it's a man who
takes, but never gives

* And soon my
lover's life was his

* Since then, I trust
in nothing but my gun

* I was a fool not to have known

* But I was born to die alone

* So all that's left to
call my own is revenge

* Alone for all eternity

* That's the life
that's left for me

* Until I die and I'm set free

* I am free

* From revenge

(light guitar melody)

(horses galloping)
(guns firing)

- Hyah!

(horses galloping)

(water splashing)

(man shouting)

(guns firing)

(guns firing)

(man yells)

(trumpet blares)

(horses galloping)

(guns firing)
(man grunts)

(men laugh)

(gun fires)

- There's gold
there for everyone.

Start unloading it.

(men laugh)

(trumpet blares)

(horses galloping)
(guns firing)

- It was Lupe Rojo.

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(horses galloping)

(light guitar melody)

(light harmonica melody)

(horse snorts)

(light harmonica melody)

- Bourbon.

(groans)

- I've just been askin'
myself where I've seen you.

- You have, huh? You
get any good answers?

- Come off it, cowboy.

I'm just tryin' to
be polite to ya.

Anyway, you look
to me as maybe if

you've been havin'
a pretty hard time.

- Yep. If you don't
mind, save your sympathy.

- Shenandoah!

Well, this sure is a surprise.

How ya doin' and
where ya headin', huh?

- Listen, let's go
some place private.

- What's the matter?
Something wrong?

Come out to my
ranch, if you want.

- Yeah, come on.

- This in's paid for, ain't it?

Funny sort of fella
that one, wasn't he?

Listen, you don't
think he might be

one of them there
bandits, do ya?

- If you think he's
one of the gang,

why didn't you shoot him?

- If I was 10 years
younger, I would.

(woman chuckles)
(man scoffs)

(suspenseful violin melody)

- Hey, Murdock, what time is it?

- It's nine o'clock.

- All right, boys.

We all know the set up of
the bank down in Richmond.

At midnight, you four can begin.

The rest of us will
be standing by,

but we won't interfere
unless something goes wrong.

Is that clear? Then, get going.

(lively piano music)
(women shouting)

(men cheering and
talking indistinctly)

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(women shouting)

(lively piano music)

(crowd cheers)

(men laughing in background)

(bangs on bar)
- Whiskey.

(lively piano music
in background)

Where's Lulu Belle?

Another one.

Mm.

I'll pay tomorrow.

- Hey, bartender.

- You mind givin' me
a light, stranger?

Thank you.

- Hey, hey, that's my cigar.

(door creaks)

- Don't you know
you're suppose to knock

before you walk into
a lady's bedroom?

- I always knock before I
walk into a lady's bedroom.

(man laughs)

I ain't got no money.
(Lulu scoffs)

But all the same, I feel my
luck would be with me tonight.

- What'll it cost me to
get rid of ya this time?

- Can you let me
have 50 dollars?

(perky piano music
in background)

- Here, 20's more
than you're worth.

- Thanks.

Tomorrow, I'll give
it back to ya, huh?

(Lulu scoffs)

- Sure you will.

Get out.

(man chuckles)

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(people talking indistinctly)

- Bourbon.

- Oh, howdy, stranger.

I wanna thank you for that drink

you left on the
counter this afternoon.

I drank it to your
health, of course.

If you offer me another,

I'd be glad to drink
your health again.

- Another bourbon.

- Say, stranger, you out
here lookin' for gold?

- You know where to find any?

- Oh, (chuckles) I wish I did.

(laughs) That's a good one.

No, I'm just a poor old man.

My name's Slim. What's yours?

- Hey, give me a brandy.

Bourbon's for cheapskates.

- My name is Shenandoah.

- That ain't your
real name, I figure.

- Figure what you please.

- How'd you get that name? You
don't sound like a Virginian.

- You're a little too
inquisitive, grandpa.

(Slim chuckles)

(glass clinks)

- Watch yourself, clumsy.
You spilled my drink.

(upbeat piano music
in background)

- This'll get you another.

- Mulligan talks a little loud
when he's upset, stranger.

But uh, don't let him worry ya.

- I wasn't worried.

- I imagine you
wouldn't wanna lose

any of this at poker, hmm?

- No, but I wouldn't
mind winnin' some more,

if you can afford it.

- (chuckles) Spoken
like a true Southerner.

- Well, if you wanna
make some money,

there's a poker table
right over there.

- Watch out for those two.

If you need any
help, just shout.

- (laughs) Thanks, granddad.

- Shove off.

- Come on, you're finished.

Move it.

Sit down.

(upbeat piano music
in background)

- 10 dollars is the ante.

- I think I know your face.

- You do?

I'm pretty sure we never met.

(people talking
indistinctly in background)

- I pass.

- I pass.

- I pass.

- I open.

- Call.

- Raise ya.

- I'm out.

- I raise you.

- Fold.

- [Man] Card?

- Yeah, one card.

- Well?

- 100 dollars.

- 200.

- 300.

- I'm calling.

- Four kings.

- Four aces.

(people talking
indistinctly in background)

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- I pass.

- I open.

- Stay.

- I raise.

- Raise again.

- I fold.

- Call.

- Call.

- [Shenandoah] I'll play these.

- One card.

- [Man] What?

- You made a small mistake.

You have to deal off the top.

(table clatters)
(gun fires)

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(men grunt)

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(men groaning)

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(men grunting)

- Ah, these young fellas
don't fight the way we use to.

Two cents, I'd join in, I would.

(men grunting)

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music in background)

(piano clatters)

(man groans)

(men grunting)

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(men grunting)

(Lulu scoffs)

(people talking indistinctly)

- Let's get on with the game.

It's your deal.

- I'm through for the day.

(people talking indistinctly)

- Uh.

- Out.

- I think we should
keep an eye on him.

- He's totin' a pretty
big wad of dollars.

- That's why I'm interested.

They're counterfeit.

(people talking
indistinctly in background)

(light harmonica melody)
(Slim yawns)

(Slim snores)

- Well, it's time to go, boys.

Come on.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(gun fires)

- What's that?

- It's them! They need help!

Come on!

- Hyah!
(horses galloping)

(gun fires)

(men shouting in distance)
(guns firing)

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(guns firing)

- The other window.

(gun fires)

(guns fire)

(man groans)

- Murdock, Krueger,
Mulligan, Damon!

(guns firing)

(horses galloping)
(guns firing)

(guns fire)

(gun fires)
(men shout indistinctly)

(guns firing)

- Look in the cash drawer.

- This one is empty.

- So it this one.

Where is the safe?

- In there.

- Open it, or I'll
blow your brains out.

(man grunting)
(guns firing in distance)

- I can't. I don't
know the combination.

(man grunts)

Don't hit me again.
I'll open it.

(man grunts)

- Hurry up!

(guns firing in distance)

(man groans)

(guns firing in distance)

(horses galloping)
(guns firing)

- Let's hit the trail.

(man groaning)

(gun fires)
(man laughs)

(guns firing)

(Slim shouts)

(guns firing)

- Now, where'd I put
that gall darn bullet?

I know I had one here somewhere.

Yes sir, here we are. Kept
it ever since the war.

Goes in like this.

Wait, wait, where ya goin'?

I'm not finished with ya, yet!

Wait, stop!

I'll get that little one
before he can get to his horse.

(gun fires)
(man grunts)

(Slim chuckles)

There! That'll learn ya.

(man grunting)

By the trumpets Jerico,
that's Shenandoah.

I figured he was
up to somethin'.

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(Slim scoffs)

Yes, siree. In this life,
you can't never trust nobody.

Take my advice, Lulu Belle,
don't never trust nobody.

- That was Shenandoah.

- You saw him, too, huh?

Didn't I tell ya he was
one of them bandits?

- Yep, but don't
tell anyone else.

- Wild horses couldn't
drag it outta me.

What do you think I am,
a gossipy old woman?

(people talking indistinctly)

(crowd shouting)

- Quiet, everybody!
Let me speak.

Quiet!

You have nothing to worry about.

The Central Bank intends
to honor every claim.

All of your money will be paid.

Take my word for it,
friends. Your money is safe.

Now go home and stop worrying.

Everything is all right.

Tomorrow, the bank will be
open for business as usual.

Go on home.
(crowd murmuring)

- Howdy, Wilson.
- [Wilson] How are ya, Slim?

- God darn it, Jane,
every time I see you,

it's like lookin' at a ghost.

You're a spittin'
image of your mother.

She was the most beautiful
woman in the whole West.

(both laugh)

- Here, Slim. Fill up your pipe.

- (laughs) Thank ya, thank
ya. That's mighty kind of ya.

I bet you come
like everybody else

to see what happened
to you money.

- No, no. My money's nice
and safe where I left it.

I don't keep it anywhere,
except out in the ranch.

Ho!
- [Slim] You're like me,

I don't have nothin'
to do with banks.

By the way, Wilson,

Lulu Belle tells me you're
a pretty good friend

of that fella that goes
by the name of Shenandoah.

- (chuckles) And what if I am?

- Oh, nothin'.

I just thought you
might like to know

that after the robbery,

he rode off with
Lupe and the bandits.

- That's mighty interestin'.

- You have to get up
pretty early in the mornin'

to put anything
over on 'ol Slim.

I tell you, the minute I
saw him, I said to myself,

"That man is a bandit.
He's not to be trusted."

- Many thanks for your advice.

Uh, may I have my tobacco?

- Oh, excuse me. I plum
forgot all about it.

- (chuckles) Get up there!

- Hey, I ain't got
no matches! Hey!

(Wilson laughs)

- Who was Slim talkin' about?

- Oh, just someone I
knew a long time ago.

- I'm sure you're tryin' to
hide something from me, papa.

- Never mind, I'll explain
everything to you some day.

Hyah!

(horses galloping)

- Thank goodness
you're back, sheriff.

They got away with
everything. Everything!

And they killed two of my men.

You better not leave
town anymore, sheriff.

Now that Lupe Rojo
has us in his sights,

we're in real danger.

- Me and my deputy were out
tryin' to find their hideout.

I'm sure they know
we're after them.

Now, don't you worry.

They'll make a mistake
sooner or later

and we'll get 'em then.

- Well, what did Wilson say?

- You know, Lule Bell,
in this desert air,

my throat's so doggone dry
I can't get a word out.

- Hey, Sam, a shot of bourbon.

- Eh, he wouldn't say anything,

but I'm sure he knows
who Shenandoah is

and why he came here.

If I was a young man,
I'd make him talk.

Now, I'm gonna tell the sheriff.

- No. I don't want you to say
a word about it to anyone.

- Oh, Lulu Belle, I
can keep a secret.

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- I wouldn't trust him.

For my money, he's
come here to spy on us.

- Yeah, well then who do
you think he's spying for?

He was carrying a wad
of counterfeit money

from the press at Jacksonville.

And Krueger recognized him.

And he saved Chester

while the rest of you
were running away.

What else do you want?

- I still say he's a spy.

Would he be that foolish

as to come here
openly, all by himself?

I doubt it because he
doesn't seem that stupid.

Does he, Murdock?

(Murdock laughs)

- What about the way
the rest of ya joined?

You all had to start somewhere.

And what were you before?

Crooked gamblers,
swindlers, jail birds,

murderers, horse thieves.

Only to hear ya talkin' now,

you sound more like a buncha
Sunday School teachers

than a gang of bank robbers.

- We'll see.

Tell us some more.

- I'm beginnin' to
get bored, Lupe.

- Yeah, well you
don't have to worry

'til you begin to bore us.

- Oh?

I robbed the Central
Bank at Dry Stone, alone.

(Shenandoah chuckles)

- You pulled that job at
Dry Stone, is that right?

Then, I'll ask you a question.

If you are really the man
that you pretend you are,

you'll know the right answer.

But you remember,

if you've been lying to
us, you'll be sorry for it.

We'll make you wish
you've never been born.

This is the question,

where did you hide the
money after the robbery?

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- Does this mean that you
found the hidin' place?

- Of course.

Now, where was it hidden?

- So, you found
the money, did you?

Good for you, Lupe.

It was hidden in a cave
on the Mesa Grande.

Near a rock shaped like a skull.

(gun fires)

(Lupe laughs)

- You sure know how to
stay cool, Shenandoah.

I can use a man like you,

but first, we'll put on a
little show for the boys.

- And what kind of show
do they find entertainin'?

- I can handle this, Lupe.

- All right, lawyer.

You can explain everything
to him, nice and legal like.

- Krueger the lawyer, of course.

Jerry Krueger, I thought so.

- What exactly did you think?

- You were a lawyer in Houston,

'til you were disbarred
for unprofessional conduct.

- Forget about it.

Understand me, huh?

- But we're all in the
same boat, aren't we?

What's the difference?

- (grunts) That's
right, Shenandoah.

What's the difference?

Come on, boys. Come on
out and have a little fun.

Come on, everybody.

(light guitar melody)

(cicadas chirping in background)

(light guitar melody)

- Your turn, Mulligan. Well?

- I'm ready for him.

- You want another
lesson, eh, Mulligan?

(Murdock grunts and laughs)

- Well, you'd better not
tease him, Shenandoah.

It only makes him bad tempered.

And you see, you and Mulligan

have to play a little game
called Hunt the Indian.

- I don't mind
what game we play,

longs it entertains the boys.

- But I prefer to
pick my own pistol.

- He's right. Help yourself.

- If we're going to play for
keep, I'll use my own gun.

- Hold on! Eh.

(light guitar melody)

- Now, the way you play is this,

you two head in opposite
directions in the valley

'til I fire the starting signal.

Then, you hunt each other.

Naturally, Mulligan
knows he may die.

He don't care

because one of the virtues

of our community
is it's exclusive.

We don't accept everyone.

Of course, Mulligan's
been with us a long time

and it's only fair to give
him a little advantage.

He's gonna have 12
bullets. You only have two.

It you survive this test,

we make you a member of
Lupe's gang with full rights.

And if Mulligan wins,

you just aren't the
right type, are you?

(cicadas chirping in background)

- Come on.

- That sack of dollars that
Shenandoah said he hid in a cave

on the Mesa Grande,

you said that you
found 'em, didn't ya?

What's the big idea
of not sharin'?

- (laughs) But I've
never been in a cave

in the Mesa Grande in my life.

- Huh. You mean
you believed Lupe?

(rocks clattering)

(cicadas chirping in background)

(spurs clatter)

(cicadas chirping in background)

(gun fires)

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(grunts)

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(holster clatters)

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(lizard hisses)

(gun fires)

(dramatic guitar music)

(cicadas chirping in background)

(gun fires)

(Shenandoah grunts)

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- I think he got him
with that bullet.

- Don't count on it.

Now, he knows where
Mulligan is exactly

and he's made him
waste two bullets.

(dramatic guitar music)

(Mulligan grunts)

(dramatic guitar music)

(rocks clatter)

(dramatic guitar music)

(gun fires)

(dramatic guitar music)

(Mulligan grunts)

(dramatic guitar music)

(cicadas chirping in background)

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- Drop the guns, Mulligan!

Throw them down!

- You win.

- March!

(Mulligan grunts)
(gun fires)

(Mulligan groans)

- This time he really got him.

- Let's go.

- I want some
information, Mulligan,

so listen and pay attention.

When you attacked the stage
coach two years ago in Omaha,

you know the one.

I wanna know which one
of you killed the girl.

- Who are you?

Why should I give
you any information?

- Who did it, Mulligan?

- Now I know...

Now I know who you are.

- Who did it?

- I'll tell the
other who you are.

Lupe!

Lupe!

- I'll have my
holster now, friend.

- Why not, huh? Now
that you're one of us.

Give me your hand, Shenandoah.

(light guitar melody)

- This tune reminds
me of Phoenix.

Now there's a city for ya.

Pretty girls, lots of bars,

and all the banks just
bustin' with money.

- Yeah, and more
lawmen than bankers.

- We'll be leaving
these parts, soon.

(guitar melody intensifies)

(Lupe grunts)
(woman gasps)

You know, Damon could be right.

Phoenix ain't such a bad place.

Be sure he's right about
the money in the banks.

What do you think, counselor?
Should we go there?

- No, it isn't easy to
find a good, safe hideout

near Phoenix.

I think we outta head
over toward Nevada.

- Yeah?

And you, Shenandoah,
what do you say?

- Don't matter to
me where we go.

Omaha's a town I'd
like to see, though.

Why not go there?

- No. We were in
Omaha two years ago.

It's too dangerous for us.

- Why?

- They're too smart up that way.

They know us too well.

And besides that, they don't
run away when you shoot.

They chase you.

- Yeah, but I heard you got away

with some big jobs out there.

What made you decide to leave?

- We went a little too far.

It happened when we
attacked a stage coach.

- Shut your mouth!

- I remember hearing some story.

Give me the details, Damon.

(horses galloping)

- Here, Lupe. It's about
a thousand dollars.

- How'd it go?

- They put a bullet
into Latimer.

- (chuckles) He was
no good, anyway.

(Murdock laughs)

What's that?

- I took it off this
guy in the bank.

He had no more use for it.

(light tinkling)
(Murdock laughs)

- That's just what I need
for a little present.

Damon, go down to Richmond
and give this to our friend.

(horse galloping)

- Damon!

- What is it?

What are you doin' here?

- Have you already
handed over that present?

- Yeah, what of it?

- Who to?

- None of your business.

- Could be,

but there's somethin'
you can tell me.

What was it that
happened in Omaha

when you attacked
that stage coach?

- Who are you?

- That really is my business.

- I'm sorry. I
don't know nothin'.

- It's funny you don't remember.

One of your gang killed a girl
that was on that stage coach.

Tell me who did it, Damon.

- You'll be in real
trouble with Lupe

as soon as he hears about this.

- Stop, Damon, or I'll shoot!

(guns fire)

(sorrowful trumpet melody)

(horse gallops)

(sorrowful trumpet music)

(horse galloping)

(horses whinnying)
(horses galloping)

(horse galloping)

Give him some water.

(horse gallops)

Howdy, ma'am.
They're nice horses.

- Yeah, they are.

Who are you and
what do you want?

- I guess you're Jane Wilson.
- [Jane] Yeah.

- I wanna speak to your father.

- Suppose you begin by
introducing yourself, stranger.

- You can call me Shenandoah.

- Shenandoah? I thought so.

- Someone been talkin' about me?

- Don't let it bother you.

Just clear out.

I don't want you
hangin' around my dad.

- Put the gun down,
will ya, ma'am.

I'm sure you wouldn't wanna
murder an innocent man.

(horses gallops in background)

- I'm not bluffing,
so don't call my hand.

- [Wilson] Jane!

- Glad you made it
in time, Wilson.

- What's goin' on here?

What do ya think you're
doin' with the six gun, Jane?

You gone crazy?

- No, papa.

- Hi, Shenandoah.
- [Shenandoah] Hi.

- I was just down in
Richmond to pick up the money

for the last heard
of steers I sold.

- Well, you left the
ranch in good hands.

Your daughter knows how to
look after herself, all right.

Someday, when you have time,

I'll teach ya how to
draw a gun properly.

And how to keep it from shakin'

when your hand's tremblin'.

(Jane scoffs)
(men laugh)

- Well, did you
turn up anythin'?

- Nothin' so far.

- Why don't you forget it?

This game of yours is too risky.

I sympathize with your
motives, all right.

I just don't believe
it's worth it anymore.

- I'm determined to find out
which one of 'em killed her.

I wanna go to Richmond and
have a talk with the sheriff.

What's he like?

- Him? Don't know him.

He's fairly new around here.

Careful, Shenandoah.

- You and your cowhands may
have to help me, Wilson.

- You can count on me.

- Thanks.

So long, Wilson.

- Good luck.

(horse gallops)

Janey, I'd like to explain,

but I promised to say nothing.

- Why should you have
to explain, papa?

- Now, well listen to me, Janey.

(horse gallops)

- Lulu! Lulu Belle!

- What is it, Slim?

- Shenandoah's here. I saw
him ride up the street.

I reckon there's
gonna be some trouble.

(horse gallops and whinnies)

Lulu?

Why you starin'? You ain't
in love with him, is ya?

- It's been so long
since I've been in love,

I can't remember what it's like.

- Uh-oh.

- Are you Sheriff Gallagher?

- Reckon I am. Who are you?

- Call me Shenandoah, sheriff.

- (scoffs) That don't
tell me much about you.

- It isn't meant to.

Any other questions?

- Yeah. Why don't we stop
beatin' around the bush

and talk turkey?

What do you want?

- You see, Gallagher,
in a small town,

you get to hear an
awful lot of talk.

People just won't tend
to their own affairs.

So, I thought I'd
best come see ya

and have a little talk
before anybody had a chance

to give you a wrong
idea about me.

(watch tinkles)

- Conscience botherin' ya?

What's the matter?

You suddenly decided
you don't wanna confess?

- No, I was just figurin' what
was the best way to begin.

You see, sheriff, it was all
so long ago and far away.

And anyway, what are a
few counterfeit dollars?

I was only worried because
word was goin' 'round

that I had printed 'em myself.

But you can see, I'm
just a simple cowhand

and I wouldn't know how.

- Hold it, Shenandoah.

We can talk about
your counterfeit
money some other time.

But you came here to tell
me somethin' different

and I wanna hear it.

Come on, will ya? Spit it out.

- No, honest, sheriff.

That's really all there was

and now I realize it
wasn't important, anyway.

But thanks for givin'
me your time, Gallagher.

(light guitar melody)

(dramatic melody)

(woman gasps)

- Don't you like me, Shenandoah?

- You try all the new recruits?

- No. Since we moved here,
you're the first one.

- But all the same,
Lupe wouldn't like it.

- Lupe. (scoffs)

- Have you been with him long?

- It seems like a century.

- Didn't you meet each other
two years ago in Omaha?

- No. I've only been with
him for about a year.

He took me outta a
honky tonk in Mexico,

near Chihuahua.

What does he expect from me?

- Maybe the thinks you
should be grateful.

- Be what?

He promised me a respectable
life in a decent town.

And then he brought me
here to this awful desert.

But I don't wanna be a slave

to a bunch of
murdering cutthroats!

(woman gasps)

- Get back inside, you lazy.

What you doin' out here, anyway?

- Lupe, you've punished
her enough. Calm down.

(woman cries)
- What did she say to you?

- Nothin'. She was
complainin', that's all.

She was sayin' how she wished

that life was different for her.

No harm in that, is there?

- You speak pretty
smooth, stranger.

Come on inside.

(woman crying)

Shenandoah here
is coming with us.

All right, lawyer. I want
you to explain the situation.

- Well...

Tonight, we ride
down to Richmond.

There's a big ranch
there, cattle ranch.

We've been keepin' that
spread under observation.

And today, the owner
collected the money

for a herd of steers
that he sold last month.

Apparently, he doesn't believe

in depositing his
money in the bank.

He wants it where he
can see it. (chuckles)

Which is very convenient.
(Lupe chuckles)

- What's his name?
- [Krueger] Wilson.

- I wouldn't attack his
ranch if I was you, Krueger.

- Why not?

- If we start attackin'
isolated ranches,

then all the ranchers around
the area will get together

and form posses
to track us down.

We'd find ourselves
in plenty of trouble.

- Hmm, except for one thing.

Before long, we're movin' out.

- Wilson has too many
men. We'd be outnumbered.

- I'm beginnin' to think

you got a yellow
streak, Shenandoah.

Well? Then, it's all settled.

(dramatic violin melody)

(horse gallops)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(horse gallops)

- It's Shenandoah.

(suspenseful violin melody)

(horse gallops)

Hi there, Shenandoah.
Come right in.

What brings you here
this time of night, son?

Sit down.

- Listen, there's
no time to waste.

Get all your men together.
Lupe's on his way here.

- Clark! Peter!

You think anybody knows
that you've warned us?

- I don't think anyone saw
me, at least I hope not.

- What's up, boss?

- Lupe and his men are
planning to attack us tonight.

Get the men together

and send to the nearest
ranchers for reinforcements.

And hurry up!
- [Peter] Okay, boss.

- You, Clark. You ride into
town and find the sheriff.

Tell him to hurry out
here as soon as he can--

- No! Better not tell Gallagher.

- Oh, and why not?

- He's workin' for Lupe.

- Gallagher?
- [Shenandoah] That's right.

He's the one who
told the bandits

that you had all
that money here.

As soon as Lupe heard
that, he wanted it.

- Go with Peter.

And you, what are
you gonna do now?

- I have to get back up there
before they notice I'm gone.

It's my only chance.

- [Wilson] It's too
risky. You can't go back.

- It's the only way I
can keep close to them.

If I give myself away
now, the game's up.

- But whatever made you
come here and warn me?

This probably means you've
ruined the whole thing.

- I don't know.

I guess revenge isn't the only
thing that matters in life.

- I have to go and
organize the men.

Lupe's gonna get the
reception he deserves.

- Wait a minute.

You'll have to forgive me
for thinking so badly of you.

Who are really, Shenandoah?

- Just a bandit.

- You're no bandit.

If you were, you
wouldn't have come here.

Why do you stay with
Lupe and his gang?

- So long, Jane.

- Wait, Shenandoah!
Oh please, stay here.

My father would give you work.

I know he could use ya.
He needs men like you.

You could make a new
life for yourself.

- I can't stay. You know that.

So long.

(horse gallops)

(horse whinnies)

(horse snorts)

- Where'd you get to?

- Not far, just to the river.

- Ah.

(cicadas chirping
in the background)

- No sign of Damon?

- Probably havin' fun in town.

- When he gets back, I'll
teach him to have fun.

Come on.

(dramatic orchestral music)
(horses galloping)

(suspenseful melody)

(dramatic orchestral music)
(horses galloping)

(suspenseful melody)

- Maybe you'd better
take Jane into town

and leave her some place
safer than the ranch.

- No, papa. I'm
gonna stay with you.

Besides, it's too late.

They may turn up any minute now.

- All right, but don't
stand around here.

Get in the house. Go on.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- All right, here we are.

Now, let's do this
nice and neat,

so we don't wake up
the whole countryside.

Murdock, you take your men
around the back of the corral.

Krueger, Shenandoah,
take Harry and Sam,

and attack the house
from behind the rocks.

The rest of the men and me go
straight for the main gate.

Don't anyone move until
you hear my signal.

(horses galloping)

- Here they come. Get down!

(horses galloping)

(Krueger whistles)

- Let's go, amigos!

(men shouting)
(horses gallop)

(guns firing)

(man yells)

(guns firing)

- Pull out, boys! Follow me!

(guns firing)

(horses galloping)

All right, spread out.

We'll hit them again and
this time, don't stop!

(horses gallop)

(guns firing)

(man grunts)

(guns firing)

(man groans)

(guns firing)

(horses gallop)

(guns firing)

(men shouting)

(guns firing)

- Didn't know they
could run so fast.

- We did all right,
eh Mister Wilson?

- Yeah, Clark, we did
pretty doggone well.

But I sure as heck
wouldn't wanna be

in Shenandoah's
boots at the moment.

(sorrowful guitar melody)

- Give me that coffee.

(spits) Rat poison!

(woman scoffs)

Shenandoah, the time
has come for you and me

to get one or two
things straightened out

to make sure we don't
misunderstand each other.

- Lupe, you need that
gun to talk with?

Or you afraid to listen to me?

- The only one who has
anything to be afraid of

is you, Shenandoah.

And you know it.

All right, counselor.
You can begin.

Let's hear the case
for the prosecution.

- When the boys
attacked the farm,

you didn't shoot, did you?

Were you afraid
you might get hurt

or of hurting someone else?

- I don't believe in
wastin' my bullets.

It was clear from the beginnin'
that we were outnumbered.

There was too many of them.

Speakin' about gettin' hurt,

you kept well outta harm's
way, didn't ya Krueger?

(Shenandoah chuckles)

- You're right, we
were outnumbered.

Tell me, Shenandoah, do
you recall where you went

before we left the
ranch last night?

- I already told Murdock.

I took my horse out
to give him a drink.

- Uh huh, but your horse
had been sweatin' a lot,

which means ya must've
gone a long way.

And that doesn't make sense

when there's a water
hole near the stable.

Ah, another thing.

How do you explain the fact
that Wilson was expecting us?

At midday, there were
five men on the ranch.

And at midnight, there were 50.

Strange, huh?

- Very strange.

- Mhmm.

Well then, is it
possible do you think,

that somebody might've
warned our friend, Wilson?

- Of course it
is. Some wise guy.

One of us, significantly.

- Like you, for
instance, Shenandoah.

- Or you, Murdock.

- Huh uh. Murdock was
playin' poker all evenin'

with me and the
rest of the boys.

You're the only person who
wasn't here. (chuckles)

(light guitar melody)

Have you any idea what could
have happened to Damon?

- No, no idea.
- [Krueger] Naturally.

But the last time he went
into town, you went too.

Isn't that right?

- You made too many
mistakes, Shenandoah.

(light guitar melody)

- You went down to Richmond
to talk to the sheriff.

What was it you wanted to say?

- He was the only
member of Lupe's gang

you forgot to introduce me to.

Not very polite, was it?

I though I ought to know him.

- That's enough.

We don't believe
your stories anymore.

(dog barks)

This man arrived a few
hours ago from Jacksonville.

He says they arrested

the man who robbed
the bank last year.

It wasn't you.

- But what reason have you

to believe his word
instead of mine?

- Reason enough.

It was his brother and
he was hanged yesterday.

- Why you been lying
to us, Shenandoah?

Who are you?

What do you want here?

Tell me!

- Someone has managed to
turn you against me, Lupe.

I wouldn't have thought it
was so easy to fool you.

(Lupe laughs)

- Pablo, go have a look
in the old graveyard

and see if there is a
coffin in good condition.

(Pablo laughs)

(Lupe laughs)

(men grunting)

(Shenandoah groaning)

(men grunting)

(men grunt)

- Now beat him, Lupe!

(Shenandoah grunts)
That's it!

Go on!

(Shenandoah grunts)

(Shenandoah gasping)

(Shenandoah grunts)

You dirty rat!

(Shenandoah groans)

(Shenandoah gasping)

A gun's too good for ya.

- Wait!

(Shenandoah gasping)

- Of course you can
kill him if you want,

but don't you think
we better find out

what brought him
to this territory?

- Yeah, Krueger's right.

Sam, go to town and bring
back Sheriff Gallagher.

(Shenandoah groaning)

- I know this type. He has
to be persuaded to talk.

(Shenandoah groaning)

(Shenandoah gasping)
(men laughing)

(Shenandoah groans)

All right, Gallagher. We
want to know who this man is,

and you're the man to tell us.

- I only agreed that
I wouldn't interfere

in any of your jobs.

I don't wanna get mixed
up in anything, myself.

- Don't forget how much
we paid you, sheriff.

We don't care if you have
trouble with your conscience.

You better think real clear like

and not give us
any wrong answers.

(Shenandoah groans)

- Someone told me they
saw him talkin' to Wilson.

He'd know his name.

- Wilson, yeah.

It's beginning to get
a bit clearer now.

Means there's only on
thing left for us to do,

and you can arrange that.

I want Wilson's daughter.

He'll talk or she will.

- But I never agreed to
do anything like this.

Lupe, you can't!

- Murdock and the
boys will go with you.

Careful, Gallagher.

If you make a false
move, you're a dead man.

- Get out!
- [Murdock] Let's go, sheriff!

(Shenandoah groans)

(light orchestral music)

- I'm still not sure why you
wanna send me away, papa.

- The ranch is no place
for you right now.

I feel happy to know
you're safe in town.

This'll all blow over
before very long.

(ominous orchestral music)

- There they are.

(ominous orchestral music)

- Now then, all you have
to do is ride out there

and get him to stop for a while.

Go on, get a move on!

- Wilson! Wilson!

Run for you life! Wilson!
(gun fires)

- Hiya! Hiya!

- After them!

(dramatic orchestral music)

(horses galloping)

(guns firing)

(man yells)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(guns firing)

(horse galloping)
(Jane yells)

(dramatic orchestral music)
(guns firing)

(man grunts)

- Hurry up, let's go!

(dramatic orchestral music)

Come on!

(dramatic orchestral music)

(light guitar melody)

(Shenandoah whimpers)

- All right. Are you
going to talk or not?

Who is this man? Come on!

Answer me!

- I don't know! I
don't know, I tell ya!

- Let go.

The two of you
were seen together,

so you know who he
is and what he wants.

- I don't, I tell ya. I
really don't, honestly!

(Lupe chuckles)

- Murdock, remember Omaha

and how you killed that
girl on the stage coach?

You hurt her a little
bit first, though.

I can still hear her
screaming. (chuckles)

If you ain't going to talk,

then there's just a
chance that Murdock

may do to you what
he did to her.

And he won't need
asking twice to do it.

Ain't that right, Murdock?

(Shenandoah grunting)

(Murdock laughs)

(Jane gasps)
(men laugh)

- No!
(Murdock laughing)

No, no, no!

No, put me down!
(Murdock laughing)

(men laughing)

Help! (cries) No!

(Jane cries)
(men laughing)

(Jane yelling)

(Jane grunting)

- Let her go, Murdock!

I'll talk.

(Jane gasps)

- (grunts) Let her go!

Don't say anything!

You don't believe they'd
keep their word, do you?

- Elsie, put that gun down!

- No, Lupe, no!

I've always done
everything you've wanted.

You've made me help
you with every dirty,

rotten, disgusting thing you've
done for over a year now!

But this is too much for me.

I won't do it!

I'll kill you before I'll
let you hurt that girl, Lupe!

- No, wait!

This is something
I have to do alone.

(Shenandoah groaning)

I already told you
to put it down.

Do what I tell you to do!

(whip cracks)
(Elsie grunts)

Do what I tell you...
(gun fires)

(gun fires)
(Elsie groans)

(guns fire)

(Jane yells)
(men grunting)

(guns firing)

(gun clicks)

(Shenandoah grunts)

(horses galloping)

(man grunts)
(gun fires)

(gun fires)
(Krueger groans)

(horses galloping in distance)

- You better wait for me here.

I'll come back for ya.

(horses galloping)

- Shenandoah, where's Jane?

- She's in there. Don't
worry, she's all right.

Go and take her home.

- And you?

- I haven't finished, yet.

(dramatic violin melody)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(horse gallops)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(horse gallops)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(horse gallops)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(horse gallops)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(horse gallops)

(people yelling)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(Murdock panting)

(door slams)

- All the others
have been killed.

I need money, Lulu Belle.

I gotta escape.

- What do you need?

- All you have.

- No, I'm fed up wastin' all
my savins' on you, Murdock.

- Give me what I need
or I'll shoot ya, Belle.

- No.
- [Murdock] I want the money!

(drawer clatters)

- Shenandoah!
(gun fires)

(gun fires)
(Lulu gasps)

- [Shenandoah]
Come out, Murdock!

- Come and get me, Shenandoah!
(gun fires)

(gun clicks)

Come on out,

if you're not too yella
to shoot it out with me!

(door creaks)

- [Shenandoah] Murdock!

You'll never get away!

(Murdock panting)

(gun fires)
(glass shatters)

(Murdock panting)

(gun fires)

- Listen to me, will ya?

I got cash! Why
don't we share it?

There's enough for us both!

I'll give ya all of it!

(Murdock gasps)

- Murdock!

Remember the girl you murdered
of the Omaha stage coach?

That girl was my wife.

I'm United States
Marshall, Joe Logan.

(Murdock laughs)

- I'm gonna get
away, Shenandoah.

I'm too smart to be caught.

I'm gonna get away, you'll see.

(gun fires)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(glass shatters)
(fire crackles)

(gun fires)

(fire crackles)
(Murdock panting)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(fire crackles)

(glass shatters)

(dramatic orchestral music)

(boards creak)

(gun clicks)

(Murdock pants)

(boards creak)

(gun fires)

(sorrowful trumpet melody)

(gun clicks)

(sorrowful trumpet melody)

(gun fires)

(Murdock moans)

(sorrowful trumpet melody)

(gun fires)

(Murdock groans)

- Saloon! The saloon's on fire!

(woman yells indistinctly)

(water splashes)
(Shenandoah grunts)

(light harmonica melody)

- By the trumpets
of Jehoshaphat!

I ain't never seen
anything like that before.

But where's Lulu Belle?

Lulu Belle! Lulu Belle!

(fire crackles)

Lulu Belle!

Lulu Belle!

Lulu!

(Lulu groans)
Lord.

Lulu Belle, what's
the matter with ya?

Say somethin' to me.

- It's all over and finished.

Shanendoah...

- He sure did, honey.
It was a great fight.

Why, that Shenandoah's
the best I ever did see.

- And now he's gonna go away.

- I guess he is.

- (groans) Bring--

- Yeah, that's what I'll do.

I'll go and get him and bring
him back to ya. How's that?

- No, Slim. It doesn't matter.

I understand him.

If he's decided to go,

you can't stop him.

But I'm glad he went, anyway.

- Wait, Shenandoah!

Shenandoah!

Shenandoah!

(triumphant orchestral music)

(dramatic orchestral music)

* I am a lone and angry man

* Drifting like
the shifting sand

* My fate's to die
with gun in hand

* For revenge

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