All language subtitles for Bonanza.S03E23.DVDRiP.XViD-NODLABS_prob3

Whoa! Well, here we are,
safe and sound.

Safe and sound?

Joe, you drive too fast!

Well, I'm just trying
to bring a little excitement

into your life-- I think taking
care of your pa and brothers

made you too serious.

Do you think breaking my neck
driving with you will cure that?

No, but I think I could think
of another cure for you.

I wonder where
Dad and Jimmy are.

Dad and Jimmy?
Caroline, don't you have

any romance in your soul?

They really should have
been back by now.

Yeah, well,
don't worry about 'em.

You know, it takes a little time

to look at
a thousand acres of land.

You should have gone up, too.

Jimmy went with them.
Well, Jimmy's a good son,

and I'm no good.

I'm kind of shiftless
and irresponsible.

I think you know what I mean.

Are you looking
for somebody, stranger?

Yeah, a man called Partridge.
You know him?

Lem Partridge is my father.

Is he here?

You got some business with him?

Yeah, kind of--
him and me's old friends.

He's not here now.

He's up in the hills
surveying a piece of land

with Mr. Cartwright.

You could wait for him.

Yeah, well, I'll catch up
with him later.

You just tell your daddy an old
friend from Tucson dropped by.

Tell him Jack Groat said...

said hello.

Caroline, what's the matter?

Tell me what's the matter?

That man outside,
you knew him, didn't you?

No, no, I didn't know him.

My father did.

Who is he?

Jack Groat from Tucson.

That's my mother.

You know, my father said once,
if it hadn't been for Jack Groat

my mother'd be alive today.

Hi, honey.

Well... for a young couple

supposed to be
enjoying themselves,

you're both looking
mighty serious.

Oh, that's really fine land
up there, Little Joe.

This time tomorrow, your father
and I are gonna own it.

How about staying for supper?

Try some of Caroline's cooking.

Dad...

there was a man looking for you.

Oh? What man?

Jack Groat from Tucson.

Jack Groat.

Dad, isn't that the man that...

Yes, that was the man.

He said he'd be around
for a while and he'd see you.

I guess I always
expected he would.

Well, Dad,
what are you gonna do?

Do? What's there to do?

Well, you've got
to do something.

Don't worry about it, son;
I'll handle it.

Mr. Partridge, I...
I know it's none of my business,

but... is it true
what Caroline said,

that this... this man Groat
was responsible

for the death of your wife?

Yes, Little Joe, it's true.

Happened about
ten years ago in Tucson...

one sunny, peaceful day.

Their mother
had gone out shopping,

trying to find a bolt of cloth
to make a dress for Caroline.

There were two men,
both ugly drunks,

started shooting up the street,
trying to kill one another.

When she came out of that shop
one of their bullets hit her.

A dozen men standing by
just watching.

When I got there, she was dead.

And one of these
two men was Groat.

I was sheriff of Tucson
at the time

and was sworn to uphold the law,

so the only thing
I could do was to...

send them both to prison,
which I did.

But I made
a sad mistake that day.

I should've killed them
in the street

like a pair of mad dogs.

Instead, I arrest them
and gave them a fair trial.

I tried to convince myself
that I had done the right thing.

But that's mighty small comfort
when you're burying your wife.

Well, Dad, what
are you gonna do now?

I guess I'll just have to wait
to see what he means to do, son.

Now, stop worrying.

I've handled plenty of men
like Jack Groat.

Let's have some supper, honey.

You'll stay, won't you, Joseph?

Well, no, thank you,
Mr. Partridge.

I wish I could, but I-I'd better
be getting back to the ranch.

Well, you tell your father I'll
meet him at 9:00 in the morning

at the land office, all right?
Yes, sir.

Good day, Caroline, Jimmy.

Uh, Caroline.

♪♪

Yeah, Lem told me
the same story some time ago.

What do you think this fella
Groat intends to do?

Do?

When you've been sitting
in jail for that long a time,

stewing inside
and building up a poison

against the man
who put you there,

you might do anything.

You'd think
it would be Partridge

who'd have all the hatred.

Yeah, well...

I guess when...
when his wife was killed,

Lem kind of sickened on his job.

You know, he never
even taught his boy

how to handle a gun?

Seems all the things he's
been running from these years

are... about to catch up
with him, don't it?

Pa, why don't you
go to the sheriff?

Well, Lem Partridge
is a grown man.

I'm having a meeting
with Lem and Wade Colly

about that land deal
in the morning.

I might try to persuade him
to go see Roy.

Hoss, you ride in with me?

Sure, Pa.

Whoa.

How long you gonna be, Pa?
Oh, just as long as it takes

for Lem and me to haggle
with Wade Colly

over the price
and then sign our names.

You load up the buckboard.
And, oh, don't forget,

make sure that
that side meat...

I know, I know,
the side meat's nice and lean.

All right. I'll meet you

back at the store as soon
as we're finished. Right.

Hi, Wade.

Hello, Ben.

Jimmy. Where's your father?

Caroline and I talked him into
going to see Sheriff Coffee.

Good. Good.

Well, Wade, I hope
you haven't changed your mind

about selling that land.

I'm no rancher, Ben--
I'm far more comfortable

operating out of
an office here in town.

There are days when I wouldn't
mind changing places with you.

I see you got
the deed all ready.

Hey, you didn't put
the price down, did you?

We still got some dealing
to do, you know.

I'm just waiting
for Lem Partridge.

Well, you'll sell your land,
don't you worry, now.

Well, I'm not worried, Ben. I...

Oh, here he is now.
Good.

You looking for someone, mister?

Well, I was told I'd find
a man named Lem Partridge.

My name's Partridge.

Well, you ain't the Partridge
I'm looking for, sonny.

You want my father.

Oh, yeah, well,
I guess old Lem

would have a boy about your age
now, I guess he would.

Who are you, mister?

What do you want?

Oh, I just want to say hello
to an old friend from Tucson.

You're Jack Groat.

Well, now, sure does
make a man feel at home

to have folks know his name.

What do you want with my father!

Easy, Jimmy, easy.

Ben, be careful!

Yeah, be careful.

This ain't
none of your business.

This is strictly
between me and Partridge.

The boy asked what you wanted.

Yeah, he did, didn't he?

His daddy should've
taught him better manners.

You shouldn't be so nosy, boy.

He's gonna kill him.

He swore he would,
'cause dad sent him to prison!

I been waiting ten long years
in Yuma Prison for this day,

and when Lem Partridge
walks through that door,

I'm gonna put a bullet right
in the middle of his belly.

And there ain't none of you

that's gonna raise even
a little finger to stop me.

Not even you, boy.

Suppose you just
ease that gun out...

real slow.

Uh-uh.

Over there on the table.

Keep quiet.

Now, look, Groat...

all this happened
such a long time ago--

Why bring it up now?

And don't forget,
last time you were lucky.

You got away with
a few years in prison.

This time it'll be the rope.

So why don't you just ride
quietly out of town

and forget the whole thing.

Last time was an accident.

This time I know
what I'm gonna do.

This is gonna be a fair fight.

He's gonna draw
and I'm gonna draw,

and I'm gonna walk
right out of here.

Well, I guess there
isn't gonna be any fight.

Partridge hasn't
worn a gun in ten years.

Partridge knows I'm in town;
he'll be carrying a gun.

He's unarmed.
You shoot an unarmed man,

you won't get 50 yards
from that door.

If I know Partridge--
and I do--

He'll be armed.

Over there.

You, too.

Come on, move!

Sit down, boy.

What happened, Pa?

What did he do?

Killed Jimmy Partridge.

I should have killed him.

Take him
to the sheriff's office.

I got to tell Lem.

Sheriff, I think I'm
gonna be very comfortable here.

It's better than I'm used to.

Yeah, it's a real nice
little jail.

Inside.

Well, I never got Lem Partridge,
did I?

But I got his boy.

Now let Partridge suffer

like I done
for ten years in Yuma.

You're gonna hang, mister.

Oh, I don't think so.

No, that boy went for a gun.

That makes a fair fight
out of it,

and I got two witnesses
to prove it.

You got a couple of witnesses
that heard you say

you was out to get
Lem Partridge, too, buster.

Big boy, they don't hang a man
in this territory

for what he meant to do.

Got a real dandy there, Roy.

I see ya.

That boy never touched a gun
in his whole life.

I never let him.

You all knew that.

Lem, there was nothing
we could do.

Nothing you could do?

I tried to stop him.

What was that for?

The man's son is dead.

I know that.

Was he trying
to call us cowards?

No.

Wasn't anything like that.

I guess what he was saying
was that...

if one of us had taken the risk
of trying to stop Groat,

we stood a better chance.

Sure, a chance to get
our heads blown off.

I don't want to be a dead hero.

Where's he going?

I don't know, Pa.

He just turned and walked away.

Howdy, Lem, I'm...

All right, Roy, where is he?

Lem, this is foolish.

You're just asking for trouble.

Open it up.

Why don't you...

I said, "Open it up."

All right.

Come on, Roy, hurry it up.

This is the way you fight, huh?

When you're the only one
that's got the gun?

I should have killed you
ten years ago.

Well, I'm not gonna repeat
that mistake this time.

Hold it, Lem.

Let go.

Lem!

Haven't you done enough already?

If you kill him like this,
you'll be no better than he is.

No, come on, let go.
Go on home, Lem.

Let go.

And him?

He'll stand trial;
you know that.

That's right, Partridge.

I'll stand trial;
you know that.

Lem!

Give me a chance, Ben.

A chance, that's all I ask,
a fair fight.

Now, we can't do that.

Lem, you're forgetting you
was a sheriff once.

Now, go on home and settle down.

You're just stood there
and let my boy die,

and now you're protecting him.

If it was one of your own sons,
Ben, you'd have done something.

But you didn't.

You're guilty.

Both you and Wade just the same
as if you'd pulled that trigger.

Old Lem didn't mean
what he was saying.

As soon as he simmers down,
give him his gun back, huh?

Now, come on, Pa,
let's go home.

Pa?

I don't know what to say.

I got no words.

He was a good boy,

never did any harm.

18 years old.

Why, he never even had a chance.

Sorry we're late, Lem.

We want to pay our respects.

A little late for respects,
isn't it?

Dad...

You're a big man around here,
Ben Cartwright.

But from now on, to me,

you're a small man.

Small man.

Who stood by and let my son die.

It's not Mr. Cartwright's fault
that Jimmy's dead.

A man that stands by

and lets evil happen,

he's as guilty as the one
who does the evil.

You can't salve
your conscience shedding tears

at this boy's grave, Ben.

Because you're not wanted here.

Lem, I'm your friend.

Not anymore.

You stopped being my friend

when you let my boy
go for that gun.

I never, ever seen Pa
like this before.

He's taking it terrible hard.

Well,

he's known Lem Partridge
for quite a long time.

He was like an uncle to Jimmy.

Yeah, but he's acting
like it was...

it was his fault
the boy got killed.

I don't get it.

Well, he's upset
about what Mr. Partridge said.

Yeah, but he must know
that he wasn't responsible.

Well, not for what he did.

He's thinking
about what he might have done.

Yeah.

Looks like there was something
we could do or say or something.

Maybe there is.

Maybe we can prove

that he couldn't have
stopped him.

Pa?

We've been talking, and, uh,

I got an idea.

Adam, talking isn't
gonna help anything.

Don't you realize there wasn't
anything you could do about it?

I don't know.

I just don't know.

I don't think I'll ever know.

Well, there's a way to find out.

What do you mean?

I think I know how to take
the doubt out of your mind.

Hello, Wade.

Hello, Ben, Little Joe, Adam.

What can I do for you?

Well, it may seem a little
strange to you, Mr. Colly,

but, uh. we want to go over
what happened yesterday.

We'd like to go through it
the way it actually happened.

Well...

With empty guns, of course.

Now, where were
you standing, Pa?

Over there by the corner
of the desk.

Joe, get over there.

And where was your gun?

That table just
on the side of it.

Joe.

Where were you, Mr. Colly?

Well, I was over there by Ben.

What's the sense of all this?

Well, you-you'll understand
in just a minute.

Now, where was Jimmy?

He was sitting in that chair.

An, uh, Groat?

Groat was right here
by the window.

Adam, I don't...
I don't like this.

Pa, it's the only way.

Now, uh, what actually
happened now?

Well,

Groat stepped up to the window
where you are,

had his gun in his hand.

And, uh, he just moved
over to the window

'cause he heard someone coming;
I guess he thought it was Lem.

And he began to pull down
that shade.

That's when it happened.

Jimmy went for my gun, and...

All right,
let's see what happens.

You see, Pa,
you wouldn't have made it.

Well, maybe Groat wouldn't have
been as quick as you.

And you wouldn't have been
as quick as me, Pa.

I don't know.

I'll never know for sure.

I didn't go for that gun
before Jimmy.

Pa, that's not the point.

We just showed you,
if you went for the gun first,

you would have been killed;
you didn't have a chance.

You don't understand.

You weren't in my shoes.

Well, what more proof
do you need?

Thank you.

Joe, look, you...

You go on back home.

Something I've got to do.

Bye, Wade.

Is your father here, Caroline?

No, he isn't.

Where is he?

I don't know, Mr. Cartwright.

I don't know.

What's the matter, Caroline?

It's my father.

I've never seen him like
this before, Mr. Cartwright.

Now, Caroline,

come on, now,
pull yourself together.

Now, tell me what's wrong.

Well,

after the funeral yesterday,

My father rode away
and he didn't come back

until dark.

He wouldn't eat any supper.

He sent me to bed.

But I could hear him pacing
all night long.

All night?
Yes.

I dozed off and on,
but I could still hear him.

Early this morning,
I couldn't stand it anymore,

so

I walked into the room
and found him

cleaning a rifle.

I'm sorry to be such a baby.

Oh, Caroline.

You've had a terrible few days.

Did your father say
anything to you?

No, he didn't.

He just...

When I saw him with a gun...

I just rushed over
and tried to take it from him.

He pushed me away.

Mr. Cartwright,
that's the first time

my father has ever
touched me in anger.

Oh, dear.

You know, men sometimes say
things or do things in anger

which they really don't mean.

Well, he didn't even look
like my father.

He just glared at me
and turned and left the house.

I heard him ride away
on his horse.

When was this?

This was a couple of hours ago.

I-I'd better be going now.

Mr. Cartwright, please,
tell me something.

I-I don't understand.

When...

when my mother died,
my father put up his guns.

Now, when my brother dies,

he puts them back on.

Caroline, sometimes when a--

When grief piles up on a man,

his thinking gets blurred
in spite of himself.

But why does he have
to kill Groat?

Oh, no one's going
to kill Groat.

Groat's in jail.

Now, Sheriff Coffee and I
are your father's friends,

so don't worry about anything.

Oh, thank you.

Have you eaten today?

You'd better fix yourself
something.

Roy, the man left his place
with a loaded rifle.

In his frame of mind
he's capable of doing anything.

That's right.

You reckon he's coming here?

Well, I don't know
where else he'd go.

There's the man he wants.

But you ain't gonna let him take
me, are you, Mr. Cartwright?

No, sir, 'cause you know
your duty as a citizen.

Don't you, Mr. Cartwright?

And you, too, Sheriff.

You can't let
that man come in here

and kill an unarmed prisoner,
now, can you, hmm?

Oh, look at that big man.

Yes, sir, ain't he a big man

with a gun hanging
from his belt?

But you wasn't so big yesterday,
was you, Mr. Cartwright?

We'd better find
Lem Partridge, Roy,

try to talk some sense into him.

Yeah.

Hey, wait a minute.

You can't take off
and leave me alone here.

He'll kill me.

He's right, Ben, we can't go off
and leave him alone.

My deputy's taking
a prisoner down to Carson.

You mind spelling me off
while I have a look around

and see if I can find Lem?

All right.

If you do find him,
go easy on him, will you?

Yeah.

Oh, it sure does give a man
a good feeling

to know he's being guarded

by the chief witness
for the defense.

Well, let me tell you
something, Groat.

When I testify at the trial,

it'll be against you,
not for you.

Well, you got to tell the truth,
don't you?

I mean, a big,
upstanding citizen like you

ain't gonna lie, now, is he?

You'll hang, Groat.

One way or another you'll hang.

What do you mean?

Now, put up that rifle, Lem.

Now, you step aside, Cartwright,

'cause I'd just as soon
kill you, too.

Now, look, Lem,
I can't let you do this.

All right.

You got a gun.

Try and stop me.

I'm gonna count,
and when I get to three,

you better be out of the way,
or go for your gun.

One.

Don't be a fool, Lem.

Two.

Use your head.

Three.

The jail.

Now, the next time
it's going to be for keeps.

You'd better shoot for keeps.

Lem!

He tried to kill us,
he tried to kill both of us.

Ben, are you all right?

I'm all right.

Yeah, it's only a flesh wound.

Ben, he meant to kill you.

Well, he could have killed me
and he didn't.

Even though he thinks
you and I are guilty?

Well, maybe we are guilty.

How could we be guilty?

Guilty of what?

We're guilty of
what we did yesterday--

Or didn't do--
in the land office.

That's only human.

Are you saying we're guilty
of being human?

Ben, you all right?

Yeah, I'll live.

Where's Lem?

Well, he got away.

This is pretty serious.

You know, it's one thing
to want revenge

on the man that killed
your own son.

But it's another
to go around with a gun

just shooting at people.

What are you going to do?

I'm going out to get
a posse together

and send them out
to look for him.

I don't reckon
he'll be home after this.

Roy, Lem Partridge is
an old friend of mine.

Don't hurt him.

Let me go look for him,
will you?

Ben, you just do whatever
you want, but I got a job to do.

Now, he's wounded one man
and tried to kill another one.

I got to bring him in
just any way I can.

♪♪

Hello, Caroline,
has your father been here?

No, Mr. Cartwright.

Oh.

Well, thank you.

Good-bye.
Good-bye.

You fellers want me to whip up
a batch of eggs?

It's way past suppertime.

Nah, I'm not hungry.

I still say we ought
to be out looking for Pa.

Now, we've been
all through that.

It's not going to do any good
for all of us

to go running
around the landscape.

If Pa wants us, he'll come
for us here at the ranch.

Well, it's just not like Pa

to go this long
without sending word.

Well, ain't no use in sitting
around, worrying about it.

We might as well eat.

How do you want your eggs?
I said I'm not hungry.

I don't know what you're going
to do; I'm gonna look for Pa.

Well, now, wait,
there's no sense

in all of us going out,
looking for him.

Hoss, stay here just in case.

Why don't you check
all the ranches west of here

and see if anybody's seen him?

I'll ride into town
to see if I can find him.

Ah, don't look so worried.

Eat some of your eggs

and it'll take your mind
off your troubles.

Hey, Sheriff.

Sheriff, why don't you stop
that paperwork

and put some wood in the stove?

I'm freezing.

By the time
I get this paperwork finished,

you're going to be
on your way to a place

where you're never going
to get cold again.

Oh, you and that Cartwright.

If you ain't a pair of big men
in a small puddle.

Well, you, listen, old man,

I'm going to have myself a trial
and then

I'm going to walk
out of here free.

You think so?

Yes, I think so.

That boy was shot
in self-defense,

and you know it as well as I do.

Well, let me just
tell you something

about this small puddle.

The folks that live here are the
folks that is going to try you,

and every one of them knows

that Jimmy Partridge never
handled a gun in all his life,

and the witnesses
are going to say

that you threatened
to kill Lem Partridge.

They say Jimmy went
for you, all right,

but to protect his pa.

And you shot him.

In self-defense,
in self-defense, you old goat.

He dove for the gun.

Now, how are you going
to convince a jury of that?

He never reached
the gun, did he?

He dove for it,

and I got two witnesses--
very highly thought of

in this small puddle-- that are
going to testify to that.

Ah, you talk too much.

All right, all right, why would
the boy try to reach me

when he knowed I was going
to gun him down, huh?

Why?
Yeah.

Because he loved his pa enough
to take that chance,

and all the people
in this small puddle

are going to know that, too.

More beautiful words
from the big man.

Well, it don't mean nothing.

You just stand back over there
and I'll give you your hot grub.

Now, look, Sheriff,
I told you I was freezing.

You're such fine,
upstanding people in this town.

Is this how you treat
your prisoners?

You freeze 'em to death?

Oh, all right.

Here, wrap yourself up in that
and shut up.

I ain't gonna wrap myself up
in this thing.

It's crawling with bugs.

What are you talking about?

That blanket was just washed.

All right, look, it's crawling.

You can't show me
a bug on that...

Thanks for the lecture, big man.

Everybody's a big man.

What kind of a blasted sheriff
are you, anyway?

How could you do
a stupid thing like that?

I'm asking you,
what kind of a sheriff are you?

Well, right now
I'm a pretty sick one,

and that infernal talking
of yours

ain't helping me out
one little bit.

Oh, my head.

Oh, the devil take your head.

What about my life?

You and your, your papers
and your talk about witnesses.

Oh, calm down, will you?

I was only doing my job.

I just can't understand it.

I was sitting in my office,
minding my own business,

and now, just a day later

a man is all fired up
to kill me.

Oh, Wade,
nobody is going to kill you.

Is that so?

Well, that's what you think,
Ben Cartwright.

Do you know what happened?

Do you know what
our smart sheriff did?

Oh, Roy, I-I couldn't find him.

Was the posse ab...?

What's wrong,
what happened to you?

That's what I'm trying
to tell you, Ben.

This idiot let Groat escape.

Oh, no, Roy.

He's right, Ben.
I'm a stupid idiot.

I let that Groat maneuver me
into a position

where he hit me over my head
with my own gun.

After all the years I've had
of handling assorted criminals.

That's not the important thing
right now, Roy.

Groat's free,
and Partridge is running

around those hills
with a rifle, and...

there's gonna be shooting,
and there could be killing.

Never mind about them.

We've got to think
about ourselves now.

They're not the only ones
who could be killed.

Others could be killed, too,
like you and me!

What are you talking about?

I'll tell you what.

He knows we would be
witnesses against him.

Now he'll want to kill us.

Oh, nonsense, Wade.

Nonsense?
Yes, nonsense.

Groat's not gonna bother
with us.

Why not? He's a killer.
We're the only witnesses.

That's exactly the point.
He needs us alive.

He's after the man, uh, he came
to km in the first place.

That's Lem Partridge.

Yeah, that's Lem Partridge.

And the first place he'd look
for him would be Lem's place.

Caroline is there... alone.

Yeah, Ben,
we got to get out there.

Oh, Roy, you're in no condition
to go anywhere.

You get yourself to the doctor.

Wade, you come on with me.

Walk in between two men out
gunning for each other? Not me!

What are you doing here?

I mean, I'm worried about you,

and I went in town
to look for you.

Oh. Did, uh, Sheriff
tell you about Groat?

Yeah. He told me
you were headed this way.

Did you see anybody
on the way up?

No, not a soul.

Seems quiet enough around here.

Check the barn.

Oh, there's nothing there
but Partridge's horses.

Yeah. Well, Caroline seems
to be all right.

Looks like your fears about
Groat were a little unnecessary.

Who is it?

It's me.
It's Ben Cartwright, Caroline.

Are you all right, dear?

Yeah, yes.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

My father's not here
right now, Mr. Cartwright.

Wait here.

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It's all right, Adam.

What's troubling you, Caroline?

I'm troubling her, big man.

And I'll just trouble you
to slip that gun out,

put it on the table.
You, too.

Go on.

Easy.

Now get over in the corner,
both of you.

He's waiting for my dad.
He's gonna kill him.

Say, she's as smart
as her brother, ain't she?

And prettier.

Groat, you already killed
the man's son.

How much more blood do you
want?

Just his,
and I'm gonna spill some of it

soon as he comes
through that door.

I might just as well be hung
for a sheep as a lamb.

Oh, I might... I might let him
crawl a little bit first,

50's I can see the look
in his eye.

Yeah, I think
I'll let him beg a little bit.

How do you know
he'll be back tonight?

Mister, I got all the time
in the world.

Get back in the corner,
all the way.

Go on!

Hello, sweetheart.

What are you doing here?

Drop the rifle.

Go on, drop it.

Oh, I've been waiting for you.

I should have figured
Coffee's jail wouldn't hold you.

There ain't no jail
gonna hold me

until I settle with you final.

Get over by the fireplace.

Away from the gun.

I don't want this
to go too fast.

Not after waiting all this time.

I want to taste it a little.

Come over here, sister.

If this ain't
the most stubborn family.

You know, you're gonna bruise

just as easy
as your brother, honey.

Do as he says, Caroline.

Ain't this interesting?

Now this is really getting
interesting, ain't it?

Just like yesterday

when you walked
into the land office, huh?

Yeah, just like yesterday.

Who are you,
and what do you know about it?

He's my son.
I told him.

Oh, your father,
the big man here.

Well, did the big man also
tell you how he sat tight?

You know, since I've been
to this-this lovely little town,

it-it's kind of got to me.

Yeah, it-it's made me want
to be a solid citizen, too,

like the big man there.

Well, just how big a man
does it take

to shoot a boy in the back?

You don't bother me, sonny.

That was self-defense.
Your daddy knows that.

You were there, Pa.

Would you call it, uh,
self-defense?

Well, I don't know.
I always figured

that self-defense was facing
a man, not a boy's back.

Suppose we let old Partridge
here have an even chance?

Suppose we let him go
for a gun, huh?

Even chance, huh?

Just like you gave the kid.

You don't even know
what the words mean.

You got a big mouth on you, boy,
like your pa.

You got some ideas
of being a big man, too?

Well, now,
what do you think, Pa?

Are we as big
as solid citizen, there?

Well, maybe if the tables
were turned,

he wouldn't be talking so tough.

Well, you try me.

Come on, try me!

Well, talk is easy, ain't it?

Now you two listen to me.

This is the way it's gonna be.

You open your mouths again,

and this little girl
is gonna get it.

You filthy, murdering animal.

Ten years in a prison will make
an animal out of any man.

You'd shoot her in the back
just like Jimmy, wouldn't you?

You know it, Cartwright.

You was there.

Now I understand, Ben.

I didn't realize how
it was yesterday, but I do now.

Shut up, Partridge!

Make your move.

Groat, you've already
killed his wife and son.

It wasn't my bullet
that killed his wife!

Yeah, I was a little drunk,
but it was an accident!

And I never would have gone
to prison

if it hadn't been
the sheriff's wife.

If she hadn't been
the sheriff's wife,

you wouldn't be alive today.
You got off lucky!

Lucky, yes.

Ten years lucky?

Well, let's just try your luck!

Groat!

Hold it!

All right.
What are you waiting for?

Go on and kill me!

Adam, ride into town
and get the sheriff.

Good man, Lem.

Good man.

Say, Ben, I thought
that wild young son of yours

was supposed to take my daughter
riding this afternoon.

Yeah, I guess he is.

Oh, morning, Wade.

Morning, Ben.

Here are the deeds
for that land.

And at the right price, Lem.

Good.

Here they are,
made out right and proper.

Thank you.

Well, that looks pretty good,
doesn't it?

Yeah.

Man has a lot
to be thankful for.

Lot to mourn maybe, but...

a lot to be thankful for.

Not the least of which
is a good friend.

Thank you, Lem.

Why don't you ride out and
have a look at your new land?

Oh, I'm gonna do that.

Caroline.

Thanks for coming out, Wade.

Not at all, Lem.

Ben, do you still think
we were guilty of anything?

Well, as you said, Wade,

perhaps of being human, hmm?

Oh, and Caroline,
don't keep my son out too late.