All language subtitles for Goodnight.for.Justice.2011.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-TEPES

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[snoring]

[knocking]

Mr. Goodnight?

[knocking]

Mr. Goodnight?

I have a nine o'clock appointment!

Yeah.

[knocking]

Mr. Goodnight?

I have a nine o'clock appointment!

Yeah, just a minute.

I'll be right with you.

Yeah.

You're Goodnight?

Yeah, Morgan, right?

Come in.

I'll be right with you.

I'll be with you guys momentarily.

I was expecting someone a little more...

Lawyerly?

Yeah, can't say I blame you.

I was up all night on a case.

No cause for concern.

You'll get your money's worth,I assure you.

So it's true you've never lost a trial?

So far.

What can I do for you?

I need a patent.

So you're an inventor.

Just an ordinary man with an idea.

Every man is ordinary, until he does an extraordinary thing.

Right.

May I speak frankly?

Of course.

I'm not entirely sure

if my invention is 100 percent original.

Well, Shakespeare borrowed all

but three or four of his ideas.

That puts you in pretty good company.

Excuse me; I'm in a meeting here.

John William Goodnight,

you're under arrest.

For what?

For disturbing the peace,public drunkenness,

illegal gambling,

and destruction of property in Rooms 13, 47 and 49

the Drake Hotel.

Oh, that...

Well, I will take care of those damages right here?

So...

Mr. Morgan,I'll be in touch.

Okay.

You Goodnight?

Stand aside, this man’s under arrest.

Not anymore.

You wanted to see me, sir.

You know why you're here?

I have a few ideas.

Most of them unpleasant.

I believe the word is unprofessional.

I can't argue with that.

Tell me...

Do you like being a lawyer,Mr. Goodnight?

Well, sir...

while I have a great deal of respect for the law,

can't say the same for lawyers.

Myself included.

And why is that?

For a lawyer justice is inconsequential,

victory is paramount.

And you're tired of winning?

Well, you can be happy to know your winning streak's

come to an end.

You will no longer be practicing law in the State of Illinois.

You're taking away my license?

No, not quite.

Put your hand on the bible.

It is with the power vested in me

by the President of the United States,

that I hereby appoint you,

John William Goodnight,

to the position of Circuit Judge in the Wyoming Territory...

where you can continue to demonstrate

your respect for the law,

and perhaps find some respect for yourself.

Do you accept?

Do I have a choice?

No.

You know what I will miss the most?

Looking out there at all that land and sky.

Knowing it was once ours.

We could sell my ring.

We've already given up enough.

We all have.

It could buy us another month.

Another month without rain ain't going to grow those crops.

Besides there are some things that ain't to be sold.

Like what?

A wedding ring.

A man's soul.

We did our best out here.

There will be other times.

I know.

Grab your things, don't want to miss the stage.

You keep hold of that Johnny.

You don't let it break.

Gotta go.

Where's the stagecoach?

The town doesn't have one, son.

We'll ride out on this and catch a stage in Laramie.

We got enough for candy?

Can I help you?

How much for candy?

How much you got?

Grab a handful.

Thank you, sir.

I always go for the peppermint.

On your way, Judge?

Worn out my welcome,I think.

Not in my book.

That piece of dirt deserved to be hanged.

I hope so.

Looks like we'll be travelling together.

Aldous Shaw, Circuit Judge.

And my wife, Rebecca.

William and Anna Goodnight.

Please to meet you.

Where you folks headed?

John.

Where are you folks headed?

Back east.

I'm afraid we just didn’t get lucky out here.

Drought one year,floods the next.

Don't feel bad.

This is a hard country.

I've seen a lot of good people come and go.

A true man is someone

who does right by his family.

No matter where that takes him.

Thank you, sir.

Fred.

Judge.

Rebecca.

John.

Mrs. Goodnight.

Do you have children,Mrs. Shaw?

Sadly, no.

With the judge gone so much...

well, no child should grow up without a father.

Though I often wonder if we made the right decision.

I'm sure you're blessed in other ways.

That we are.

Still, looking at your boy,I can't help but think

what we've missed.

He's a good boy.

He's very handsome.

Yes.

That a six-gun?

Yes it is.

You a good shot?

Not bad.

I shot a can off a fence post with my pa's Winchester.

Son, with a gun like his,he's not shooting at cans.

You ever kill anyone?

John, watch your manners!

It's a fair question.

I have killed...to uphold the law.

And when you pull a gun like this,

chances are someone’s going to be shooting back.

A man has to figure out what he’s willing to sacrifices

in order to do what he knows is right.

I never met anyone who talks like you.

When a person's life is in your hands,

you owe it to them to be as good with your words

as you are with a gun.

So if you don't shoot them,you can talk them to death?

[laughs]

What's got into you!

Apologize to the judge.Go on.

No, not necessary.

You know who said almost that very same thing to me?

Abe Lincoln.

You met President Lincoln?

We rode the circuit together back in Illinois,

before he was president.

Looks like you lead a charmed life, Judge.

[horse neighing]

Looks can be deceiving.

Driver! Bandits!

Who are they?

I hanged one of their men back in town.

I'm afraid they're looking for blood, not justice.

[gunfire]

On the floor!!!

Faster driver, faster!!

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

Hold on!!

Ahhhh!!!!!!!!

Mr. Goodnight...

The Governor's offices are closing now.

Where on earth did you find tulips in autumn?

Well, it wasn't in the Wyoming Territory,

I can tell you that.

So you saw the Governor.

He's different than I thought.

More talkative,I imagine.

Yeah, a real chatterbox.

In fact, I'm pretty sure he told me

everything you wanted him to.

He's always been good at taking directions.

Better than me you mean?

You're angry with me,John.

It's just that the Wyoming territory

is the most dangerous,lawless place in America?

The last three judges there met with an untimely death.

You're just as likely to meet with one here,

the way you've been living.

You know I've always hoped you might settle down,

raise a family of your own.

But you haven't.

And you won't.

Not here, not like this.

Because beneath all that fast talk and fancy clothes

and big city manners,

you're still that same tortured boy.

And I fear you'll never have peace until you have justice.

It's been my blessing to raise you, John.

The blessing's been mine.

You gave me a life.

You lost your parents,I lost my husband.

But we have each other.

Now go out there,find that killer

and make him pay.

There's no guarantee I’ll find him.

He may be dead already.

That'll save you the trouble then.

Just remember, there's a difference between justice

and revenge.

Aldous knew that.

And when the time comes,

you'll know it too.

Will I?

Because even after all this time,

I still dream of killing him.

I do too.

But there are bigger dreams to have.

This is the knife that killed Aldous.

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

This is for hanging my friend,judge.

Oh!

[chuckles]

[sobbing]

These are yours now.

Aldous carried this gavel for twenty years,

calling order in every manner of court you can imagine.

He always said you needed order to respect the law,

and the sound of this gavel in his capable hand

would bring that order.

Some people do not heed the call of the gavel.

They come reluctantly to justice.

And for those who require it a little more,

that same capable hand would guide them with this...

John....

good luck.

[chickens clucking]

Will the court come to order.

The Honorable John William Goodnight presiding.

First case.

Yes, what seems to Bethe problem?

What brings you lovebirds to court today?

Trouble in paradise?

We got a bathtub problem.

Big problem.

A bathtub...?

That's right.

This beanpole poor excuse of a man

insists on taking his bath first,

but he's so dirty that by the time it's my turn

the water's so filthy I might as well bathe

with the pigs!!

Well she's so big,if she goes first,

by the time she's done there’s no water left!!

Have you considered the possibility

of taking your baths on different days?

Huh?

For instance, Ma'am,you take your bath on a Mondays.

Sir, you take your son Wednesdays...

Huh?

and Fridays.

That's my ruling.

Next case.

[arguing]

That will be a $1 fine and five days in jail.

I sentence you to three years of hard labour...

Do you swear to tell the truth the whole truth and nothing but.

Three years hard labour.

Order!

Order!

Order, please!

Case dismissed!

You're free to go!

May god have mercy on you.

Please take the witness stand.

It's been my experience

that people who exhibit such open contempt for the law

have generally just broken it.

I ain't done nothing wrong.

Section 94 of the Wyoming legislature

prohibits public spitting.

Three days in jail and $1 fine.

You gonna jail me for spitting?

Son, your incarceration will be a result of your own stupidity.

Now, I am going to read the charges off this docket.

and you tell me which other ones you're guilty of.

Arson.

Assault.

Trespassing.

Stealing chickens...

Stealing chickens?

You know I could maybe forgive that if it were one chicken,

But you stole eight chickens...

and from a widow no less.

He did that, judge.

I am ordering you to replace the birds.

Praise Be.

And clean out the public spittoons for 90 days.

[applause]

Thank you, judge!

Thank you! Thank you!

Next case.

Whiskey.

Leave the bottle.

I'm looking for someone.

I figure you see everyone who comes through here.

The ones that drink anyway.

It's a good bet the man I’m after drinks.

He'd be about 50.

Took a bullet in the leg,dragging a limp.

A lot of men come through here with limps.

On account of the war,mostly.

You recognize this?

What did he do?

Shot up a wagon load of people in cold blood.

You a bounty hunter?

No.

I'm the judge.

My apologies, your honor.

I'll be sure to keep a short look out.

You do that.

You know, your honour,

I do have a little something

you might be interested in.

One of my girls is on trial.

You know for what they pay me

I could use a little extra cash,

and I have been known to do things I shouldn't,

but unfortunately for you I don't take bribes.

She's a real nice girl,your honour.

Pretty too.

And I look forward to seeing every one of her virtues.

In my courtroom.

First case...Jones versus Landry.

Miss Landry, you have been accused of stabbing

Mr. Jones in the hand.

How do you plead?

I'm innocent.

I'd like to hear from both parties.

Mr. Jones, you first.

Thank you, your honour.

I was returning home after asocial drink with my colleagues

when this floozy appeared out of nowhere

and stabbed me.

This heinous and unprovoked act

has rendered me unable to use my right hand,

preventing me from exercising my duties at the bank

and causing my wife undue anxiety.

I see.

So it's your testimony then that she stabbed you for no reason.

That's right.

Sit down and tend to your heinous and unprovoked wound.

Miss Landry, did you stab Mr. Jones?

Yes.

But I had to.

I didn't know how else to make him stop.

Stop what?

He attacked me.

That's a lie!

Look, I may be a lot of things,but a liar isn't one of them.

You were drunk and you waited for me outside the saloon

and you tried to take advantage of me.

And when I said no,you hit me!

I did no such...!

I did no such thing.

I'm a pillar of this community.

Thank you very much for reminding me.

I'm ready to render a verdict.

Whenever I've had to stab someone,

it's usually been in the gut or the chest.

Mrs. Landry here, she appears to be a very robust young woman.

Now if she wanted to inflict

a more serious level of damage on Mr. Jones

it seems to me apparent she could have,

stab him in a more dire place,for example.

But instead, he appears here today in this courtroom

with a wound on his hand.

It appears to be a defensive wound.

While I find there is often reason to stab a drunk man,

there is never good reason to hit a woman.

Miss Landry, all charges are dismissed

and you are free to go.

Mr. Jones, you're also free to go home with your wife,

and when you get there,

check your kitchen knives and make sure they are dull,

in the very likely event she may want to stab you too.

What about my hand?

Use the other one.

Next case.

I thought you didn’t take bribes.

If it happens after the trial,it ain't no bribe.

What's going on?

(heavy accent)Murder trials are pretty popular around here.

I'm sorry to hear that.

He hated my father because of the color of his skin.

Said he'd kill him if he ever stepped foot

in his restaurant again.

When was the last time you saw your father?

Two weeks ago.

My baby brother took sick.

Papa went into town to fetch him some milk.

He never came back.

Do you have reason to believe

he went to Mr. Ayles' restaurant?

It was a Sunday night.

Everything else was closed.

When was your father found?

The next morning.

Hanging from a tree by the creek.

I'm sorry to have to ask you these painful questions.

It's just water.

You want me to drink from your cup?

Go ahead, I'm not contagious.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Now Isaac, I want you to think really hard,

Did you, or anyone you know of, actually see your father

with Mr. Ayles on the day he disappeared?

No sir.

Anyone in this courtroom...

(Louder)Does anyone in this courtroom have any knowledge

of Mr. Ayles committing bodily harm or injury to Mr. Samuels?

Son, this is a court of law.

We require proof that a man has committed a crime

before he can be punished.

You may sit down.

Harlan Ayles, you’re accused of murder.

How do you plead?

My client is innocent.

And with all due respect,these proceedings are a farce.

A man is dead.

I'd call that a tragedy,not a farce.

This is a trial with no evidence, no witnesses.

My client had nothing to do with this incident.

Well, then, he won't be needing his lawyer, will he?

Mr. Ayles hired meas his advocate.

Then I suggest you give him his money back.

Mr. Ayles, step up to the Centre of this court.

Your honour, you can't run a courtroom without lawyers.

Yes, I can.

And do you know why?

Because it's my courtroom and I don't like lawyers.

Place your hand on the bible.

Unlike your lawyer,do you swear to tell the truth

the whole truth and nothing but?

I certainly do.

You'd better.

Be seated.

Do I detect a bit of a Southern accent?

Tennessee.

Nice place.

Used to be.

Not the same after the war though.

Word is a little group got its start there.

Maybe you've heard of them.

Call themselves the Ku Klux Klan.

I wouldn't know anything about that.

Surely you read the papers.

Just the Bible.

A spiritual man,that's comforting.

Your restaurant is a White’s Only establishment.

It's within my rights as a citizen to serve who I want.

Sadly that's true.

Did Mr. Samuels ever enter your restaurant?

Once.

I told him he wasn’t welcome.

What happened then?

He left.

He understood.

Tell me when was this friendly exchange.

I'd say five, six months ago?

And your future dealings with Mr. Samuels?

We had none.

So it is your testimony,

he did not come to your restaurant two weeks ago

looking for milk for a sick child?

That's right, sir,he did not.

This record indicates that Mr. Samuels' murder

is the third lynching in these parts in the last year.

Three lynchings,no witnesses.

Yet you've been called to this courtroom each time.

And I've been acquitted every time.

The only reason I'm here now is because those Negroes

want to punish me for not letting them eat

in my restaurant.

You must have awfully good food.

Yes, sir, we do.

It's the finest in town.

And I mean to keep it that way.

So your restaurant, does it have shiny silverware?

Fine china, nice clean white tablecloths?

Yes, sir, we do.

You ever notice how a white tablecloth

can resemble a sheet out therein the dark?

I don't care for your insinuations, sir.

I'm a patriot.

I fought for this country!

In the confederate army?

Yes, sir.

Then might I remind you, sir,your side lost.

You may return to your seat,Mr. Ayles.

Isaac, I am sorry for your loss.

I too have lost loved one sin a terrible way.

What I can tell you is, while time heals the pain a little bit,

it won't erase the memories.

It is my hope and despite all the evil that's been done here,

you will be able to find a path of dignity and purpose,

and know that you can take solace in the fact

that you did your father proud.

And you.

My gut tells me you’re guilty as hell

and I'd love nothing more than to see you swing

from the same tree as Mr. Samuels.

But this is a court of law...

not a court of justice.

And the law is something I can't turn my back on.

Without any witnesses or any evidence,

all I can do is acquit you.

So you are free to go.

(Man's voice): Joke of a trial.

Last time I checked,

this land belonged to white folks,

not a bunch of coloreds who jumped off a slave ship.

I say we round up every last one of them

and decorate the trees from here to Knoxville!

Here! Here!

What the hell?!!

Ironic, isn't it?

Out here in the dark we’re all the same color.

I'll be back here three months

and another three months after that...

And if I so much as see your name on my docket again,

I'll come back and I'll hang you for real.

[distant screams]

(Woman's voice): Get off of me!!!

[gunfire]

Who the hell are you?

My name is John William Goodnight.

Circuit Judge, sworn jurisdiction in this territory.

Well we don't need no judge out here.

Mister, you're lucky I am a judge.

If I weren't sworn to uphold the law,

I'd shoot you right now.

The way I see it,we got a choice.

We can go into town and deal with this.

Or you can face the law right here.

Either way, justice is being served today.

Yeah, well there's two of us and one of you.

I like those odds.

When I drop this hammer,one of you is dead,

and it's a 50-50 chance that's you.

You still like those odds,Gambler?

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

Are you alright?

I'm fine.

Thank you.

You sure?

I can handle myself,generally.

They came on me by surprise.

So you're our new judge.

John Goodnight.

Kate Ramsey.

I think it might be a good idea if I rode along with you,

Miss Ramsey.

I suppose that depends on your intentions.

My only intention is to get into Crooked Stick

to a bed and a hot bath.

I'm just a little mistrustful of judges, is all.

I do hope you're not like the last one.

What was he like?

Bought, owned and thankfully dead now.

You?

No, no and not yet.

You can ride along with me if you like.

As low as they are,they deserve to be buried.

You bury all the men you kill?

I don't know.

I've never killed anyone before.

My father taught me to shoot.

He's good with a gun too.

Well, at least he used to be.

I've lived most my life in Crooked Stick.

I probably should have left by now,

but I feel an obligation.

My husband was the doctor there.

Since he died, I've tried to take over where he left off.

I've been alone three years now.

That long, you'd think I’d be used to it,

but I'm not.

What about you?

What about me?

Are you alone?

I've got my horse.

But can you talk to a horse?

I have a feeling you can.

Well I do enjoy a good conversation.

It was a nice place to live

before Dan Reed showed up.

I could treat the Indians at my clinic if not for Reed.

You heard of him?

You will.

He built most of Main Street

and employs almost everyone in it.

Naturally his generosity comes with a price.

No one stands up to him,no matter what he does.

And a lot of what he does is against the Indians.

When we get to town,I'll talk to the Sheriff.

Won't do much good.

He's on Reed’s payroll too.

I'm not.

Yet.

If I was interested in money,I'd still be in Chicago.

Do you always drink like that?

Like what?

Like there's no tomorrow.

There may not be.

You always talk so much?

What if I said yes?

Guess I could live with it.

Until morning, anyway.

I can't sleep.

Can you?

I'm trying.

You must have done something awfully wrong

to be appointed to this circuit.

I imagine there are few places on earth as lawless.

I imagine.

You running from something?

Not that I know of.

It's a woman, isn't it?

You're here because of a woman.

Are you going keep asking questions all night?

I might.

No, I'm not running from anything.

And yes, I'm here because of a woman.

My mother.

Good morning.

Good morning.

I'm glad to say you don’t talk in your sleep.

And I'm happy to see you drink something

other than whiskey.

After you had some of this,you might prefer whiskey.

I'll tell you what,when we get to town,

I'll make you a real cup of coffee

along with the best supper you’ve ever eaten.

Do you want to have dinner with me or not?

Supper would be fine.

Good.

Good.

Alright.

Here we are.

Crooked Stick.

Something wrong?

You got enough for candy?

I always go for the peppermint.

(Judge Shaw's voice): Piece of dirt, deserved to be hanged.

What is it?

What's the matter?

I've been here before.

A long time ago.

Then I guess...

welcome back.

And thank you.

My ma says you’re the judge.

I am.

My ma says you hanged a man for spitting in Jackson.

Well, your ma heard wrong.

I would never hang a man just for spitting...

unless, of course, he was spitting on someone he just killed.

But if I spit, I am not guilty of anything, right?

Son, every man's guilty of something.

You know what that is?

All the good he didn't do.

Thank you.

How much for candy these days?

Two cents, sir.

This your store?

Oh no, it's Mr. Reed's.

Used to belong to my grandpa though.

Is he around?

You actually just missed him,

but he'll be in tomorrow.

He's not in any trouble or anything, is he?

No, not as far as I know.

[snoring]

Good afternoon,Sheriff.

[door slam]

John William Goodnight.

I'm here to replace Judge Henry.

Yeah, we got a wire saying he was gunned down.

Terrible thing.

Being shot in the back usually is.

Wouldn't happen on my watch.

Glad to hear it.

So what do you make of our town so far?

The candy's pretty good.

Your jail looks a little full though.

I hadn't noticed.

Why are they being held?

Being Indian, I guess.

I didn't realize being Indian was against the law.

Judge Henry did.

Like you said, he's dead and I'm here now.

So I will see those detainees tomorrow in my courtroom.

Your docket's already full.

I'll make room.

Mr. Reed won't like it.

Well unfortunately for Mr. Reed,I don't work for him.

And may I remind you, Sheriff,neither do you.

I want to hear this case first thing in the morning.

[knocking]

Who is it?

Kate.

Walk right in,why don't you.

You about done in there?

The water's still hot.

You invited me to dinner.

Right.

I didn't realize that was tonight.

Well I'm here.

And I'm hungry.

I will just be outside.

You are hungry.

I don't eat out much.

Nobody asks me and I don’t like to dine alone.

Last time I was here I was with my father...

and I haven't seen him in nearly two years.

Where is he?

Moved to Laramie.

He's a businessman...

there's richer clientele up there.

But then I never did see much of him,

even when he lived here.

He was always coming and going.

Some men are restless like that, I suppose.

I suppose.

Are you restless?

Not exactly.

But you've never been married.

You ask a lot of questions.

You'd make a pretty good lawyer.

I thought you didn’t like lawyers.

I don't.

But I could learn to like them

if they all looked like you.

Thank you.

But you still didn't answer my question.

There was a question?

Why haven't you married?

I guess because when you get close to someone like that

it's just one more loss you’re going to have to face

down the road.

Why do I get the feeling that I scare you

more than those outlaws?

Maybe because all they can do is kill me.

[small laugh]

Relax, Mr. Goodnight.

The only thing I'm interested in killing

is the rest of this steak.

You're doing a good job on it.

I know you're just passing through.

But that doesn't mean we can’t enjoy a nice evening

before you free those Indians tomorrow.

So this is about those Indians.

This is about a lot of things.

Before we go any further,

I should tell you I can't be bribed.

Might I remind you,

that you're the one paying for dinner.

I have the feeling I'll be paying for this dinner

for a long time.

Why thank you.

Evening, folks.

Having a nice night?

Please tell Mr. Reed we were having a lovely night,

until you showed up.

Be happy to.

As soon as the Judge here packs up and rides out.

Now why would I do that,I just got here?

I can give you some reasons.

[scream]

[fighting grunts]

Help please!

Somebody help!!!

Please somebody help!!!

You come please!

[fighting grunts]

Please help him!

Come on.

I'd normally take you to the clinic,

but I expect you’re used to having girls

in your hotel room.

It's usually not this painful.

Maybe it's best you leave in the morning.

Best for who?

There's nothing you can do here.

I don't know why I keep hoping.

This place is poison.

You're just going to leave without waking me?

Figured I'd see you in court.

So that wasn't a kiss goodbye last night?

If it was, it would have been shorter.

I'll walk with you.

As much as I'd like that,it might be better

you waited a few minutes.

I don't want people getting the wrong idea.

This town already has their ideas about me.

It's not your reputation I’m worried about.

Judge Goodnight...

Dan Reed.

Your reputation precedes you.

As does yours,Mr. Reed.

I met your welcoming committee last night.

Yes, I hear there was a misunderstanding.

I apologize for their bad manners.

We've got a pleasant little town here.

I regret if you've gotten the impression otherwise.

I see you appreciate guns.

Beauty, isn't it?

Make up for last night.

You have it...

with my compliments.

I've got a gun.

A man can never have too many guns.

Judge Henry had three.

Pity he's no longer alive to enjoy them.

That it is.

You know, I'm not altogether sure

your judicial services are needed here.

We're used to handling our own problems.

Glad to hear that.

I figure as long as I'm here,I'll make myself useful.

And there's nothing I can do

to make you change your mind?

Afraid not.

I look forward to watching you dispense justice then.

On your way into the courtroom,

leave your gun with the deputy.

What about your gun,Judge?

My courtroom.My rules.

[laughs]

Yesterday, when I arrived here,

I recognized this town.

I was here as a little boy.

While I can see that this town has grown a great deal

in some ways it hasn’t changed at all.

As evidenced by the members of the Cheyenne

who are in this court today

after 30 days of incarceration.

I look forward to hearing the evidence against them...

should there be any.

Sheriff?

They were arrested for trespassing on Mr. Reed's land.

And where did this crime take place?

I'm not sure.

So you're sure it happened,but you're not sure where.

That's right.

And that's because you didn’t actually see it happen.

Mr. Reed saw.

Of course he did.

Have a seat.

Mr. Reed, can you shed some light on this mystery?

Be happy to, Judge.

Stand please.

Did you hurt your leg?

Old injury.

Sorry to hear that.

Appreciate the concern.

Why don't you start by telling the court

how much land you own?

100,000 acres,give or take.

That's a lot of land.

That's the better part of this valley.

I might have trespassed on my way in.

It's the savages I’m concerned with.

Not savages.

People.

The word "people" refers to individuals rather than Indians.

Not in here it doesn't.

Those "people" lit fires and spooked my cattle.

If they lit fires, there should be evidence.

That shouldn't be too hard to find.

Be my guest.

I believe I already am your guest, at the hotel,

which I am told you own.

That's correct.

My hotel employs 23 people

and pays a sizable tax to the town,

which is helping build a new schoolhouse.

And with all that going on,

you still have time to concern yourself with a few Indians

on a piece of land you barely recognize.

I'm not on trial here.

No, no. My apologies.

Must be the effects of that good bottle of wine I ordered

at the restaurant last night,

which I am told you're also the proprietor of.

I'm beginning to think you’re a bit envious, your honor.

[chuckles]

That may be.

Considering everything I have in this world

would fit into two saddlebags.

You may sit down,Mr. Reed.

Thank you, your honor.

Who will speak for the tribe?

Curtis White cloud,your honour.

I will speak for my people.

Did you trespass on Mr. Reed's land?

We come to town only to trade supplies.

Our village is 20 miles from here.

We use an abandoned trail that runs across

a corner of his land.

It saves us a day's travel.

And did you build a fire on this land?

We lit a small fire to keep warm.

We did no harm.

They've been warned not to use that trail.

Do white people use the trail?

White people don’t threaten my property.

His people do.

Mr. Reed, the Cheyenne have been building fire on this land

for hundreds of years

and somehow managed not to destroy it.

So, you were arrested in the act of trespassing?

No.

We were arrested when we got to town, just like always.

This has happened before then.

Many times.

Sometimes they just spit on us and call us names.

And sometimes they round us up like cattle and beat us.

I see bruises on your wrists and your clothes are torn,

what happened?

I was dragged down-main Street behind a horse.

And the Sheriff did this to you?

No, it was them.

Can anyone step forward and corroborate this testimony?

I'm beginning to think there’s something wrong

with the drinking water herein Crooked Stick...

There seems to be an epidemic of blindness.

I saw Mr. White cloud dragged down Main Street.

I've seen things that bad and worse, for years.

And you're just coming forward now?

Yes.

Mr. Reed threatened to torch my clinic

if I made any trouble for him.

Thank you, Miss Ramsey,you may have a seat.

I'm ready to make my ruling.

Will the defendants please rise?

You don't knock a man down,

then accuse him of living in the dirt.

You don't strip a man of his clothes,

then punish him for being naked.

While there are no laws on the books of this territory

protecting Indian's rights.

There is a law that says you can't hold a human being

for no reason.

We are all human beings here,

regardless of our heritage.

And as such, you men are free to go.

Mr. Reed, let this be a warning to you and your men.

I don't care how much land you own,

if I ever hear of another incident of abuse

regarding these people,

you will have the pleasure of hearing another of my verdicts

and I guarantee you,you won't like it.

Case dismissed.

Next case.

This isn't over.

I expect it isn't.

My grandson said you were looking for me.

You look the same as you did back then.

You must be blind.

Still like those peppermints?

You remember me?

That was a pretty memorable day.

Last time I saw Judge Shaw.

Seems like all the judges who comes through here

end up with a bulletin him eventually.

That's what they tell me.

I am going to do my best to see if I can't break that tradition.

After today, I wouldn’t bet on it.

It's can't be too good for your health

out here talking to me talking to me either.

I'm an old man.

Long past worrying about my health.

What do you remember about the outlaws

who killed Judge Shaw?

Not much.

They weren’t from around here.

Best I recall, they were just passing through.

Ever remember any names?

Nope.

Why the interest?

I thought they all died out there.

All but one.

Took a bullet to the leg and rode out.

If he's still alive,he would be about 50,

good with a gun,dragging a limp.

Sounds like you're describing Dan Reed.

How'd he make all his money?

Don't know and I don't intend to ask.

He turned up here half a dozen years ago with his wife

and started buying everything in sight.

He has a wife?

Not anymore.

She's the one that re-named this town.

We used to be called ...

Dry Gulch.

That's right.

But she didn't think that was too pretty

and I gotta say I agree.

Of course "Crooked Stick"isn't much better.

Crooked Stick's an Indian name.

Yeah.

(Man's voice): Come on!

Come on, you gotta see this!

Over here!

Take a look!

It was him,

it was Reed...

Evening Judge.

A man lies dead in the street.

And you're gonna do nothing about it?

Yeah.

Where's Reed?

He's in the hotel.

He's got his men there.

What the hell do you think you’re doing?

Keeping you company.

Evening, Sheriff.

Judge.

Say what you gotta say.

Mr. Reed...

I'm afraid you’re under arrest for murder.

[Laughs]

So who'd I kill?

Curtis White cloud.

Yeah, I heard about that.

A real shame.

Get up.

You've got the wrong man,Judge.

I've been in this fine establishment all evening,

enjoying a leisurely dinner.

Well don't bother ordering dessert.

One more time.

Get up.

You think because you’ve got a law book and a gavel

you can tell me how to run my town?

This isn't your town.

I paid for most of it,that makes it my town.

Some things can’t be bought.

I disagree.

Kill him.

I expect they'll get a few shots off,

but from this distance I don’t think they'll miss.

I guarantee you...

I won't.

You’ll give up your life over a dead Indian?

Young lady that's a pretty dress you’re wearing tonight

but if Mr. Reed doesn’t obey the law,

you're about to have his blood all over it.

Put your guns down,boys.

Go.

You're crazier than I thought.

You have no idea.

You see all those fine citizens?

When my men come for me,they won't help you.

Nobody will.

You expect me to stay in this filth-hole?

Last occupants felt the same way.

Yeah, well, when you think about it,

the more dead Indians we got now,

the less we have to kill in the next war.

Is that a confession?

It's a fact.

The way I see it doesn’t matter how many you kill,

it won't change the fact that your wife left you

for an Indian...

You know nothing about my wife.

I know she chose their way of life over yours.

I know she left you and all your money

with just the clothes on her back

and you never saw her again.

You have no idea what you've started.

This started 20 years ago.

I'm just hereto finish it.

What the hell are you talking about?

Your mind's so full of killing you don't remember it?

I remember it like it was yesterday.

You really are crazy.

You shot up a wagon outside this town,

thought you killed everyone inside it.

You took my family and the judge.

But there were some survivors.

And one of them is hereto make sure you hang for it.

I don't know nothing about your family.

But I do know I never killed a judge.

Yet.

[distant screams]

[gunfire]

See something you fancy out there?

Funny, isn't it?

How feelings for a woman can get in the way of things?

Tell them to let her go.

I'll let her go.

Unlock the cell.

Howdy boys.

Let her go.

She's all yours.

You are not getting out of this town alive, Judge.

You alright?

I'm so sorry I got you into this.

You didn't.

He'll be back for you.

I know.

I want you to take my horse.

Ride to the outpost and stay there until I come for you.

And if you don't?

Don't look back.

I can't do that.

You do feel something for me, don't you?

Yes.

When this is over, you’re taking me out to celebrate.

There's this little place outside of town.

The liquor's watered down and the food's awful,

but it isn't owned by Reed.

This isn't going to end well,Kate.

Probably not.

But I'm willing to chance it.

Why?

Because if we somehow manage to live through it,

I'm hoping you'll stay on here.

In Crooked Stick?

That might be the worst offer anyone's ever made me.

I mean, with me.

You're right,it's a terrible idea.

I didn't say that.

They probably won't kill us until daylight.

What is it?

Where did you get that?

Why? This ring?

My father gave it to me.

When I was a little girl.

Your father....

What's wrong?

What's his name?

Francis LeGrange.

Not Ramsey?

No, Ramsey was my husband's name.

I don't understand what this is about.

Your father taught you to shoot.

He's a gunman.

That's why he was gone all the time.

I told you,he was restless.

Did he have a knife like that?

He had lots of knives.

And a scar on his leg from a bullet wound?

You tell me right now what this is about.

That ring around your necklace,

it was my mother’s wedding ring

and it was ripped off her finger by the man who killed her.

I don't understand.

I think you do.

No.

I don't.

You don't know him!

He's a good man.

Or maybe he's just a good shot.

Did he ever tell you how he got so good with a gun, Kate?

Why he was coming and going all the time?

How did he get a woman's wedding ring?

Did he tell you how he made his money when he was young,

I'll tell you;

riding with an outlaw gang,robbing, killing innocent people

and watching them die!

You stop this!!

This isn't a trial.

This is you talking to me.

About my own flesh and blood.

I'm sorry.

But I'm not wrong.

He may not be that person now, but he was.

And when I bring him in,

you can ask him yourself.

You mean,before you kill him?

Hey!!

Come here!!

Hand it back to her!

Come on.

Looks like Hell's in session at Crooked Stick.

For once, we agree.

Doesn't have to be like this.

I offered you a chance to ride away.

You also offered me

that fine pearl-handled pistol of yours.

To be quite honest,

I'm kind of wishing I’d taken you up on it now.

How'd you come by it?

Condemned man's last word.

[chuckles]

He wants to know about my gun?

Won it in a poker game in Laramie.

Some mean son-of-a-gun who don't like losing.

You catch his name?

LeGrange.

That what you wanted to hear?

No.

Tell your boys to put their guns down

I'll give them a fair trial.

Sorry Judge.

No more trials.

Time to die.

[gunfire]

[horse neighing]

[gunfire]

[horse neighing]

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

[gunfire]

Let's get outta here!!!!

[gunfire]

Go! Go!!! Go!!!!

[laughs]

You would shoot an unarmed man?

If I did that would make me no better than you.

Argh!!!!!

You're the law now.

I expect you to do what’s right.

Count on it, sir.

Anytime you passing through,candy's on me.

You might end up regretting that.

We'll be sorry to see you go.

It pains me to know what I'm leaving behind.

Does it?

More than you know.

You're leaving behind hope.

We didn't have that before.

That's not what I meant.

Where you headed from here?

Laramie.

I'm looking for Francis LeGrange.

Don't think I know him.

Think a little harder.

Why didn't you say so,your honor?

Let's leave my honor out of it.

Where is he?

You've come at last.

I've been expecting you.

You remember me?

Are you not that distinguished gentleman,

Death?

You killed my parents.

I killed many.

It's something that seemed to come naturally to me.

I never troubled to recall the details.

You recall this?

When I was seven I watched my daddy get hung.

I listened to my mama praying for his soul be saved from hell.

This isn't about your parents,

it's about mine.

Shoot me.

What do you care what I have to say?

I want to make sure I’m killing the right man.

[coughs]

There is no wrong man.

Everyone's guilty of something.

You think I didn't see you that day hiding in the bushes

like a scared little school girl.

I let you live.

Because I knew, I knew you’d relive that nightmare

over and over until it tore you apart.

And I prayed that when that day came,

you would take the rightful place in my plan.

To bring more pain into the world.

More pain than all the good...

You killed him!

Mr. LeGrange died of natural causes, ma'am.

Frankly I'm surprised he lived as long as he did.

I'm sorry, Kate.

I was wrong.

The man I was looking for...

it wasn't your father.

[sobbing]

This belongs to you.

I know that now.

What are you going to do?

Watch you ride off.

And wish things were different.

I am going to miss hearing you talk.

That a kiss goodbye?

No.

You hold onto this.

For both of us.

I will be back.

When you come I might just be waiting.