All language subtitles for Gunmen of Abilene (1950) Eng

* 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"