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* GUNMEN OF ABILENE *

Like a plague sweeping across the early frontier,

the lust for gold filled many with uncontrollable greed.

This is the story of a greed so great,

it deluged an entire community with terror,

bloodshed, and murder...

Take the bag.

Only earth, and rocks.

There's a guy who offered,

a lot of money for this, in Blue Valley.

Let's go.

"BLUE VALLEY"

"SHERIFF'S OFFICE"

But there I was Dickie, I was in an awful place,

why damn outlaws had me hand in something proper,

there must have been 15, or 20 of em,

but I got to drop one of em single handed,

took their guns away...

and then I took em on bare handed one at a time,

what happen then granps? Well then.

Now, see here, Dickie.

I told you before, you got to have some respect for my office.

I've been Sheriff, here for 20 years.

Now, thank you to remember.

I'm sorry, granps. Huh?

I mean, Sheriff. That's better.

What happened?

Then, I brought him in and I hung a brother Nick's.

Oh, Uncle Nugget.

I'm sorry to interrupt but it's time,

for Dickie to get ready for the stage to Abilene.

You know, even the busiest law man,

has to take a little time out to visit his daddy.

You can finish off the rest of the outlaws

when you come back in a few weeks.

But I gotta wait until granps finishes my gun.

Oh, sure he does.

He's going to need this gun in case he runs into some outlaws.

Yeah, that's right.

But how do you tell him Outlaw?

Nothing to it.

Well, I can smell him a mile away.

Look, Sheriff.

Maybe those could be outlaws.

Nah, if they was,

I didn't know that the minute, I sought eyes on them.

Yeah, I guess you would.

Well, there's your gun.

You better scoot now so Mary can get you ready.

That staging going to wait, you know.

Maybe, I'll see some outlaws.

Yeah, well, if you do, just use that gun on em.

Tell em about me...

and they'll run faster than a prairie dog.

Gee, thanks, gramps. Huh?

I mean, Sheriff...

Bye.

Bye, Dickie.

Uh!...

See you when you get back, Johnny.

"SHERIFF'S OFFICE"

Hey, old Jim.

Where can I find, Henry Turner?

At the General Store, right there.

Thanks, granps.

"SHERIFF'S OFFICE"

"GENERAL STORE"

"GENERAL STORE"

There you are, mister Barnes.

Thank you.

That'll be a dollar and a half.

Take it out of my cut.

What about Sam Condit?

Got him on the first shot.

Here's the stuff.

Looks like rocking sand to me.

Rocking sand, huh?

See those bright specs? Yeah.

That happens to be gold.

You it is sure?

You bet I am.

Meet me at the fork in the road,

the edge of town in an hour.

I want to show you something.

Follow me.

Looks like this mine's been worked before.

A long time ago, there must be 20 or 30,

of these shafts around in this area.

It came to the end of the vein over here,

like they did in all the others.

I don't see... what you're well.

Come on.

Sam Conditt knew more about gold,

mining than anybody else in town.

Thought there ought to be another vein along here and he was right.

It starts here.

Gold, huh?

Anybody else know about this?

Nope. Sam told only me.

You see, I grubstake him.

We were, you might say, partners.

I convinced him that he ought to make,

sure about it before he let out the news...

and he was on his way to Abilene to have the samples

I say when unfortunately, he ran into you.

And all we do is take out the claim, huh?

I'm afraid not.

Conduct made a map.

Vain runs somewhere along this line,

under the town of Blue Valley.

The whole town sitting on a gold mine.

That's why it wasn't found before.

You see, we can't very well stake out,

a claim on someone else's property.

True.

That's why I sent to Abilene for you and your men.

You did bring your men?

They're on their way,

but all I've heard since I've been here is bad news.

What about this big money, you promised us?

Right here.

I said we couldn't stake out a claim,

but we can take out the gold, all of it.

I got mining equipment coming in next week.

What if the people get wise?

They won't get a chance to, Brink.

If you and your men really tear this town wide open.

I think they'd be awfully glad to leave.

We'll wipe out Blue Valley just like this.

And I tell you, we got to do something about this.

Two more weeks of this plantering and looting,

we won't have any time left.

Three killings in the past two days and why?

There's nothing in Blue Valley to make it worthwhile.

Yes, I know and what's our Sheriff Nugget Clark doing about this?

He's trying his best.

He's out riding with the Pussy right now.

Sure, yes.

But three days too late.

Nuggets getting too old for this job.

What we need is a new Sheriff.

We've gotta get someone in here to wipe out,

these outlaws before they wipe us out.

Now, just a minute, folks. Just a minute.

It's not fair, blame all this on Nugget.

He's doing everything he can.

I know he's trying, Doctor Johnson.

I like Nugget. We all do,

but he hasn't brought one of them in yet.

What are we going to do?

Just sit around and wait till they kill us all.

He's right, dad.

It isn't just one outlaw we're up,

against is a whole organized ban.

What we need is some bit of go out after them.

Well, maybe Nugget could use some help.

Uh, Marshall Sims up in Abilene might send us some help.

Oh, help nothing.

What we need is a new law man.

That's right.

You could do it, Doctor.

You know Marshall sins.

It's either that or this is the end of Blue Valley.

All right.

I have to go up, to Abilene this afternoon.

I'll speak to him about it.

All this shooting and killing.

Doesn't make sense in a peaceful place like Blue Valley.

Makes me wonder if I'm doing the right thing

than taking my boy Dickie back there.

Only his mother was still alive. I could've left him in Abilene.

I know how you feel.

I hope the man I'm going seeing can change things.

What's his name?

It's a Marshall. Rocky Lane.

And also a good man.

How's Nugget Clark taking this?

He doesn't know.

You certainly feel pretty bad about it.

I guess he will.

So will Dickie.

When is no man coming?

Tell me he'd leave about when we did.

Kinda fancied riding his own horse down.

I hope knows his business.

I'm sure he does.

What happened daddy? Stay down!...

I'll be dark. Hello, Rocky.

Daddy? Daddy?

Is he hit bad?

We must get him to town at once but I'm afraid.

Better hitting this boy up in the box.

Come here, son.

Up you go.

Get rolling fast.

I'll check the gun guard. Right, Rocky?

"DR. M.C. JOHNSON PHYSICIAN"

Hello, son.

Hello!...

Is the Doctor in?

He's in there with my dad.

The father is, awful bad.

Don't you worry, but Doc will take good care of him.

I wish Gramps had been there.

He would've kept their different one of those outlaws.

Gramps? The Sheriff.

He's killed more outlaws and he can count.

He must be a mighty good Sheriff.

He is not afraid...

Ain't scared of nobody.

You wait and see.

Is that all right?

Is he Doctor Johnson?

Sometimes you have to wait and see.

Isn't that right, Doc?

Yes. Yes, that's right.

Just heard about Bill. How is he?

We have to wait and see, Gramps.

I mean, Sheriff.

Sure we do, Dickie.

If that's what the dock says.

You'll catch those outlaws, won't you, Sheriff?

You bet I will.

See what I told you?

He'll catch him all right.

Sure he will.

Mary?

Yes, Doctor.

I think it'd be a good idea,

if you fixed a bed for Dickie upstairs.

He can stay here with us, for a while.

I understand.

And Mary...

maybe you could pay us a little visit too,

if it's alright with your uncle. Yeah, of course you can.

I'll be glad to, Doctor.

Come on, Dickie. You can help me fix your bed.

I broke my gun, Jeff.

Could could you fix it, for me?

Sure, Dickie.

And I'll put a notch in it for everyone of them offloads,

that hurt your dead.

Bye, Sheriff.

Dirty new account vomits of picking on a little kid.

Just wait til I get my hands on.

Oh, Nugget.

This is the new. That's right.

Uh, I'm new around here.

Name's Rocky Lane.

Well, I'm always glad to meet any friend of the docs, Rocky.

Yeah, I heard about you helping out there at the stage when it was attacked.

Sounds like you can take care of yourself, all right?

Well, he certainly can.

Thought maybe I could find some work.

Well, now...

maybe I could use a young fellow like you as a deputy.

What he's. Oh, sir. That sounds fine.

Come over to my office and we'll talk about it.

All right, Sheriff. I'll be there.

But Marshall, what's the idea you're supposed to take his place?

How long has he been Sheriff?

Oh, I guess more than 20 years.

20 years, is a long time.

Yes, I know what you mean.

Frankly, I feel the same way about it.

Maybe I could do, a better job,

if I didn't wear this Marshall's badge.

How about taking care of my identification papers...

and my badge for me?

All right, Marshall.

Thank you and maybe we better drop that Marshall.

Let's keep it between ourselves, huh?

That's the way you want it, Rocky.

I'll put these in the safe place. All right.

Mary? Uh!...

Mary, this is mister Lane.

Doctor, I know.

I couldn't help overhearing...

but don't worry, mister Lane,

a woman can keep a secret,

especially when she's grateful. Thank you, ma'am.

Well...

Afraid of from Abilene. That's a welcome sight.

You know, those outlaws have been ranking our wagons,

at such a rage that we're running mighty low on our supplies.

I wonder how this one got through.

Oh, just lucky I guess,

or maybe not carrying anything valuable.

Valuable like the life of a little boy's father.

Well, I had better keep the Sheriff waiting.

According to the best of your ability. I do.

Now your deputie lane.

There's just one thing you gotta remember.

I'm the Sheriff. What I say goes.

Yes sir, Sheriff.

Just don't forget that. I'll try not to.

Now the first thing we got to do is to catch,

that murdering coyote that killed Dickie's father.

That's right.

By the way, uh,

Doc Johnson tells me a lot of the freight wagons have been attacked.

Yeah, two, maybe three a day.

Yeah, they're knocking over everything they can get the hands on.

But some of them do get through, is that right?

Yeah, some.

Wouldn't it be a good idea to find out why?

Why some make it and some don't?

Yeah, I've been puzzling over that myself.

Well...

maybe if we rode out and look one of them over,

we might get a lead.

Now, stop taking the words right out of my mouth, mate.

I was planning on doing just that.

Can I ride out with you?

Good idea. You got plenty to learn.

I reckon the best way for you to start is to watch me work.

There's a freight land coming in over there.

Howdy.

Have any trouble getting through?

No, why?

This trouble's all we've been having around here.

I ain't heard nothing about it.

Where you headed?

That's my business.

Well, you're going to be out of business,

unless you keep a civil tongue in your head.

Now, where you going?

I'm taking this road to Deep Wells.

Anything else you want to know? Yeah.

Who you driving for? For myself.

Looks like Jake's having trouble.

Come on!... 0 which takes

Grain?

What's it to you?

Now, see here, you're talking to the...

Hum!...

Where'd them critters go?

I must have left the road.

And we lost them, all right?

This whole section is full of old, deserted mine shafts.

Ding dang it, there goes another cargo.

I don't think they were after that wagon.

They were just trying to scare us off.

Don't make sense to me.

Maybe they figured we were getting too nosy.

About what?

This.

Do you know what this stuff is, Doctor?

It looks like an explosive part of some kind.

Well, could you find out exactly what it is?

Oh, I think so.

I'll make an analysis.

Might take a couple of hours.

Oh, it's fine. I'll see you after supper.

Glad to do it. Thank you.

Good afternoon, Doctor Johnson.

What can I do for you?

I need some hydrocotonicasm.

Seems I've run out of it.

Haven't had a call for that in a long time.

Analyzing something, doctor? Yes.

Our new deputy wants me to find out what this is.

It's a new one on me.

Well, I'm not sure but I believe,

it's some kind of an explosive powder.

That's all.

Well, I'll get you that asset, Doctor.

But how would Lane get a hold of that powder?

He was messing around with them sacks just before we rode in on him.

That Lane's getting too smart.

He's got Doc Johnson analyzing the stuff right now.

You mean they might find out his blasting powder?

Yeah, and they might start putting two and two together.

Maybe I'd better go see the doc.

My health don't feel so good lately.

Come on, Todd. Why do you?

Stay with the horse, Whitey.

Stay where you are, Doc.

What do you want?

Only keep your hands up

You get hurt fooling around with this stuff, Doc.

I just found that out.

Too bad you did. Right!...

We was doing alright until that Lane stuck his nose into things.

I don't like it, Brink.

Who is this lane? Where did he come from?

I got an answer for that.

But you ain't going to like it either.

I got these out of the doc's office.

So Lane's a Deputy Marshal.

Yeah!...

It's Todd. Lane's caught him.

He'll talk, Brink. He'll name us.

Todd won't talk.

Neither will Lane when I get through with him.

Don't break, you'll have the whole town on us.

You get back to the mine.

I'll watch Lane very carefully.

You're the boss.

Why would anyone want to hurt dad?

He never hurt a soul.

All he did was help people.

I know how you feel, son.

Your father was one of my best friends.

There isn't anything in this world that I would.

Sheriff, this is one of the men who was in on the shooting.

Nice work, Rocky.

Come on, you miserable curve.

Put it away, Tim.

I'll all take care of him.

The law?

We haven't got any law around here.

Don't talk like that, Tim.

You know Uncle Nugget's doing everything he can.

That's all I've heard.

I thought we're supposed to have a new Sheriff.

Where is it?

New Sheriff. Yeah.

Someone who give us, some real protection.

What did he mean?

Well, he's a little excited I guess.

The death of his father hit him awful hard.

Maybe you better have a talk with him, miss Mary.

Try to calm him down. I'll try.

I know Tim's got an awful bad temper.

Sometimes people say things they don't really mean. Yeah.

Nugget...

there are three men involved in that shooting.

Let's see what we can get out of this one in here.

Ding ding it, I'll choke it out of him.

All right you farmers. Now start talking.

Come on. Who's with you?

Where's the rest of your gang?

You're going to talk if it takes me all night long.

I'm going to make you talk.

Now, we'll start all over again.

Now, how about it? Has he talked yet?

Not even two words. It makes sense.

That's his breakfast.

Too good for him.

That's one law I'd change if I had my way.

Maybe...

if we was to starve him, he might start talking.

Yeah, that wouldn't do any good.

Uh!...

I think you had a much better plan.

I have? Yeah, yeah. Of course I have.

Outside of that fellow Todd in there,

we don't have a single clue to this thing.

Now, you won.

Like you told me when you haven't got a clue.

You gotta make one. Arthur.

Yeah, that's right.

Well, it makes sense to me.

If he was to get away,

the first thing he'd do would be to join up,

with his gang wherever they're hiding.

Mm-hmm. I guess he would.

Well, I was thinking about your idea of letting him escape...

and then trailing him.

Let escape? And you're right.

If we could follow him,

he might just lead us to the boss of his whole outfit.

Hmm, I know.

You sure I said that?

You betcha. Last night.

Now, when I take this fool in there to him,

I could just kind of accidentally like,

leave the cell door unlocked...

and you and I would be waiting outside,

when he makes his break.

Funny, I don't remember seeing Reckon

Yeah, yes, I had a good ID there.

There's no harm in trying it.

All right.

You take the food in there. Yes, sir.

Leave his cell door unlocked.

When he escapes, we'll follow him. Yes, sir.

That's a smart idea, Sheriff.

Ain't been shared for 20 years for nothing.

Let him go on. Give me his food.

Yes, sir.

Here's your grub.

All right, let's go.

Hey!...

Mister Turner, that looks like a prisoner.

It can't be.

Let's find out.

Knocking that lame guy then let him get away.

So stupid? Maybe not so stupid.

What's that? Nothing.

Well, I'm going after him.

We've got to stop him. That's right.

My guess is he'd be heading for the minefields.

Lots of places for him to hide out there.

Yeah.

There he is.

Hallelujah.

Looks like he knows where he's going.

Look, let's cut across over there.

Wash him from those trees.

Look!...

It's, Jim.

Take it now. Where'd he go?

Aren't these the minefields?

Yeah, he could be any worse.

But we coulda had him if Tim hadn't stuck his nose in.

Let's, get moving.

Must have let him escape on purpose so they could trail him.

We better get out of here.

Take it easy. Now, what happened?

When young Johnson and I discovered his cell

was empty, the kid wanted to take out after him.

I had to do something to stop Lane so I told.

Tim he'd probably find, Todd at the minefields.

You did what?

So, you sick big kid on me, did you?

I had to do something I didn't mean Lane.

I bet you didn't you double Trump. Shut up.

How'd you get out?

Stupid Deputy, Lane.

Forgot to lock my cell when he brought me my food.

I ordered. Stop it.

Stupid, huh?

He happens to be a United States Deputy Marshal.

What? And you were leading him right straight to us.

Don't worry, I lost him. All right.

Now, we'll go lose him for good.

Now, Frank.

We can play smarter than that.

Blue Valley's been expecting, a new Marshal.

Maybe we shouldn't disappoint them.

Yeah!...

I see what you mean.

Well, we could've spent a week of looking for him,

out there at the minefield and still have missed him.

If only Tim hadn't messed things up. Yeah.

There's something I want to ask, Tim.

What's going on here? That's what we want to know.

What's the idea rope me off my horse?

I could've gotten him. I had my reasons.

Just how did the prisoner escape?

Well, you see... It was my fault.

Tim, there's a couple of questions I want to ask you.

Maybe that's not all that's your fault.

Who are you, Lane? Where do you come from?

He's been helping me. Fine, lot of help.

Perch, he let the prisoner escape then he stops me from catching him.

How do we know he isn't working with the outlaws?

Ding dang it. I guess I know an outlaw when I see one.

I ain't been Sheriff years for nothing.

That's the trouble. You've been Sheriff too long.

Now, see here. I thought we were expecting a new law man.

Where is he? He's right here.

Barrel's a name.

Deputy US Marshal. Sent over here from Abilene.

Deputy Marshal? It's about time.

Now, maybe we'll get some action around here.

I don't believe it.

This is the gateify me.

But, I I'm the law around here.

Tell them Joe.

I've been served here for 20 years.

So you're a deputy marshal?

That's right and who are you?

Says his name is Rocky Lane.

Rocky Lane, huh?

Know him, Marshall? Maybe.

He wouldn't be riding a satin black horse, would he?

That's right.

A black stallion. Why?

It all adds up to one thing.

A man we've wanted for a long time.

Wanted for robbery and murder.

Get your horses man's.

Eh!...

Going some place, Sheriff?

You.

What you doing here?

I've got some business to finish.

You mean outlaw business?

I'm not an outlaw. How do I know he ain't?

You gotta take my word for it.

Well, you don't look like a killer,

but that new... Marshal lion.

He isn't a Marshal. He ain't?

I know there was something funny about that.

Seems like I've seen him somewhere before,

but I can't think just where.

Now, listen, Nugget.

You don't honestly believe they'd bring in somebody

to replace you after all these years, do you?

Yeah, I don't know. Of course, they wouldn't.

Well, you're the best Sheriff in this part of the country.

Yeah, you think so? I know it.

You can't run away, now. Folks around here need you.

You're not going to let him down, you?

Well, they let me down.

Asking, for a new law man.

Well, folks act like that sometimes when they get panicky.

They don't always do the things that are best for him.

Blue Valley needs you, Nugget.

Are you going to walk out on him?

Friends...

I heard you talking down here.

You're going away, Granps?

Well, I, I just.

But I thought you're going to catch those outlaws,

you promised.

Of course I'm going to get him...

and I'm going to stay right here until I do.

Come on!... We'll go upstairs.

Well, you know, I just come over here

to say good night to you. That's all.

David... David, you want to be out of bed this time of night.

Where's Tim? He ought to be back pretty soon.

Looking for me?

I didn't think you'd be fool enough to show yourself around here.

I came back here to see you.

You mean to kill me like you did my father.

I didn't kill your father.

I didn't expect you to admit it.

Well, Elaine, I'm going to give you a better break than you gave him.

I'm taking you over the Marshal.

Get moving. Tim.

Tim, what are you doing?

I'm taking this murder over the Marshal.

But you can't, Tim, he's the Marshal.

He is.

You're crazy. No, Tim.

I was here when Rocky spoke to your father.

He's the man your father got from Abilene.

Well, if you're the Marshal, why didn't you say so?

You didn't want to hurt uncle Nugget.

Well, what about Farrell's papers?

Those papers are mine, Tim.

I gave them to your father for safe keeping just before he was killed.

They must have stolen them from him.

Oh, you found Tim? Mm-hmm.

Did you tell him about the Foonie, Marshall?

Yeah. He told me.

I wish I could remember where I seen him before.

Probably on a wanted poster.

No, no, no, somewhere is around here.

Tim, what were you doing out at the mine peels this morning?

I was looking for the prisoner. I was waiting for him out there.

How'd you know where he'd be?

Well, I didn't exactly,

but Henry Turner over the General Store thought I might find him out there.

General Store. I got it.

This Pharaoh wrote in town a couple of weeks ago with another man...

and he asked me where to find Henry Turner.

Henry Turner, right?

Well, there's nothing wrong with Henry.

No, no, he's alright. I've known him for years.

Maybe you haven't known him well enough.

What? What could he be after?

Scaring the folks around here with all the shooting and killing?

Well, I don't know, but we're going to find out.

All right...

now you know what to do. Keep him busy.

You'll be as busy as a rabbit in a lettuce patch.

Evening, Marshal. What do you want?

Oh, I just come to clean off my desk.

And besides, there's a few things,

I'd better tell you about too.

Never mind, you don't need to, huh?

Oh, yes, I do, Marshal.

I wouldn't feel like I was doing,

my duty if I was let this go undone.

Now, you take this fellow here.

All right, get going.

After you talk to him, go back to the house. I'll see you later.

Tim, what is it?

Sorry to bother you, mister Turner but I need some shells.

Now, this is a funny hour to be buying shells.

I know but I just ran out. I'm going to need them.

Trouble?

Yeah, I just saw the new Marshal

in a big hurry to get out the minefields.

Minefields? Did, did he say why?

Not exactly...

but I've got an idea he knows where that Rocky Lane is.

Uh, let me have those shells. Sure, Tim.

Thank you, mister Turner.

Why don't you just take your stuff and clear out of here?

Well, it's only the beginning. I got a lot more.

Now, you take this one here.

He knew it the whole upstage coaches all by himself.

Oh, he was a sleek one.

No, he was a tough one.

I always figured that he was leader of a band of artwork.

Yeah, but this card just robbed

everybody in sight and then he killed it.

Don't you want to hear? I've already heard.

Thanks a lot, old hammer.

You mean Brink hasn't been here tonight?

I ain't seen him.

I heard he was headed this way.

That was me, Turner? Wayne.

Well, I see you got yourself in a little deep.

I... I can explain you see.

Maybe you can explain him being here.

There's a law against Harborn Outlaws, you know?

So this is where he was bringing the stuff.

Don't do that.

That that's dynamite. You'll blow us up.

Dynamite is an old mine shaft.

That should add up, to some kind of mining, eh, Turner?

I don't know what you're talking about, Lane.

No crime against having dynamite, powder.

All depends on what you aim to do with it.

You and that fake, Marshal.

He's. He's right here, Lane.

Drop that gun. Drop it.

Don't do it.

Get that other gun, Todd.

Frank, am I glad to see you? I bet you are.

I'm glad to see him too for the last time.

No, Frank. Not yet.

Tie him up. Hmm!...

I've got an idea how we can,

wipe out the town for good...

and place all the blame on lane.

Have your men ride in tonight...

and shoot the town up, good and proper.

Get the folks are riled up.

They'll be ready to do anything the new Marshal tells them.

Then you're going to tell them to pack up and move.

We'll be waiting for them at Rainbow Ridge.

That'll be as far as they get, I guess.

What are we going to do, Marshal?

With Ted here shot, three others killed in this raid?

We won't even be able to protect our women and children.

If Lane's gang strikes again, we'll all be killed.

Best thing to do is evacuate the town.

You boys get your things, in your wagons...

and be ready to leave by setup.

You mean up, and leave our homes?

For the time being, yes.

You can camp out past Rainbow Ridge.

I've got a posse coming from Abilene.

We'll be ready to wipe out Lainey's

gang when they strike next.

Well, that's more like it.

Then we can return when you clean them out.

That's right.

Better get your wagons together.

I don't like this business of running away.

It's for your own good.

You wouldn't want anything to happen,

to that girl and the kid, would you?

Well, I for one of mine.

We'll be ready to go with the other.

Fine...

because if you disobeyed my orders,

I might have to arrest you for your own protection...

and I'd hate to have to do that.

Uh!...

No use getting him around until we

find out what's going on around here.

I like to break his neck.

Feel the same way myself.

But we gotta think about Mary and Dickie.

Get him in a wagon. Go with the others.

I wish I knew where Rocky was.

Come son up.

I'll take a look around out at the minefields of Rocky.

You take care of Mary and Dickie.

Now get him move on.

Blackgate, what's the matter, boy?

Sorry, we ain't got enough for you too...

but where you're going, you ain't going to need it.

And you suppose you could spare me a drink of water?

Sure.

Diane man always gets his last gosh.

Thanks, Nugget. Eh!...

I'm tired of waiting for you.

The delegate wants the people leave town

I don't know.

I know that, we have to go there.

They want to dynamit a wagon,

on the road in Rainbow Ridge. Dinamite!

yes turner followed, by Marshall.

We have to end this fast.

Hurter's found a new gold vein down here.

Says it runs right under town.

Jumping catfish.

That's why he wants to get rid of all the town folks,

so they can have the mind of themselves.

Wait till the folks in town hear that.

We better move fast but they won't be alive to hear it.

Come on.

I hope Nugget found Rocky.

If he did, he ought to be up, to us by now.

Here they come. Good.

Not yet, Brink.

Will he all get strung out along the main road,

then we'll catch him all at the same time.

Get the wagon train off the main road at the fork down there.

That's not working. Do what I tell you.

Speed them up. Nugget, you lead the way.

Hayah!...

Hayah, hayh!...

Hayah!...

Swinging off the main road.

Light up.

Oh, Tim!...

Hayah, hayah!...

Hayah!...

Hayah!...

Hold it. They're out of range.

We can still use our guns.

Get your horses, boys.

You too, partner. Come on.

Wow!...

You alright Granps? Sure I am.

Anybody hurt?

No, I think they all got through. Good.

While you stay here with Mary and Dickie,

I want to see how Rocky's doing.

No!...

Uh!...

Looks like that took care of all the environments.

Yeah...

all except him over there.

It's all yours Sheriff.

Then you're still not going to tell Nugget that you're the marshal.

I don't see any point in it.

Blue Valley seems to be mighty satisfied with it, Sheriff.

You should have seen the folks when they heard about that gold mine.

Yeah, we're all going to be rich.

Well, everybody's going to have a part of it.

That includes you, Rocky. Oh, no.

Thanks just the same, Nugget, but I've gotta be on my way.

You're leaving now, Rocky?

That's right, Dickie boy...

and you'll be sure and do whatever your gramp says, will you?

Oh, sure.

He fixed my gun like you said he would...

and he put those notches in it.

Well, he certainly did.

But then your grants can fix just about anything.

I'll let walk out leave. Bye.

So long. Good luck folks.

Goodbye Rocky. Bye Rocky. Bye Rocky.

"THE END"