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(lively orchestral music)

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(dance hall band music)

- Are you enjoying the dance, Joan?

- Yes, Harvey.

- Well, I want you to,

because it's really in your honor.

- That's nice of you.

(dance hall band music)

(dance hall band music ends)

(applause)

- Don't forget, I want the next dance too.

- I won't.

- Excuse me, won't you?

(indistinct crowd chatter)

Well, Dad, Harvey proposed again.

- I can't see why you don't like him, Joan.

He's a nice fella and smart too. He has a lot to offer,

being the leading banker in--

- You mean the only banker, Dad.

- And when that oil well of his comes in,

he'll be the richest man in the state.

I want you to be happy, Joan.

(indistinct crowd chatter)

- There's Harvey now.

(match striking)

Okay, come on.

- This dance is good for two hours,

so the coast oughta be clear.

- Doug Redfern doesn't think Harvey will find oil.

- Who's Redfern?

A small time rancher.

Does he know more about oil than an expert?

- Well, he doesn't pretend to,

but he is a good judge of human nature.

- What do you mean by that? - Oh, nothing, Dad, only...

Well, Doug doesn't like Harvey,

and I have a feeling he doesn't trust him either.

- I think it's a dirty trick of Harvey

not to invite you tonight,

especially when your girl's there.

- That's the reason. But it'll take more than him

to keep me from dancing with Joan.

Someday, I'm gonna take that hombre apart,

just to see what makes him tick.

You boys get your masks on, while I scout around.

Ditch those masks, boys!

- What's up?

- Don't ask questions!

Come on!

(dance hall band music)

(dance hall band music)

- I think it was real catty of you

not to invite Doug to the dance.

' My Party, Joan.

I invite only my friends.

(dance hall music continues inside barn)

- They're going into the bank.

Spread out, boys, and we'll trap them.

(metal buckets clattering)

- Don't shoot. We'll have the whole town down on us.

Come on, let's go!

- There they go!

- Wait a minute!

(horse hooves clopping)

I know who they were and what they were doing.

And I think I know they were doing it.

You fellas keep quiet about this.

- Sure, Doug.

- Now let's take that dance.

- Okay, let's go.

(dance hall band music)

- Hold it, everybody!

(crowd screams)

(indistinct shouts)

- I don't carry a gun.

- You don't need one in your business.

All right, you!

Start playing!

(dance hall band music)

I hope you don't mind.

(dance hall band music "Red River Valley")

- Doug, I might've known you'd do something like this.

- I even turned bandit, so I could dance with you.

(crowd laughs)

- Harvey will be furious.

- He isn't exactly smiling right now.

You shouldn't be sore at me, Harvey.

I just stopped your bank from being robbed.

(dance hall band music)

Lucky for you, you didn't invite me.

Think of all the money I saved

for the bank.

(Doug applauds)

Excuse me a minute.

I almost forgot, Harvey.

Here's your key.

You should be more careful with it.

- What are you doing with it?

- [Doug Redfern] Why, I told ya

I just stopped your bank from being robbed.

- Thanks.

- You'd better get out, Doug,

before there's more trouble.

- I was about ready to go anyway.

[Doug Redfern] I got what I came after

and a lot more.

Come on, boys!

We're not appreciated around here!

(indistinct crowd chatter)

Wait a minute.

- Now what are you going to do?

- I haven't collected all my loot yet.

- LS that it?

- [Doug Redfern] Hey, you've been held up before.

(Joan laughs)

Don't forget we're going riding tomorrow.

- How could I?

- Goodnight, Joan. - Goodnight.

(indistinct crowd chatter)

(indistinct crowd chatter)

(horse hooves clopping)

(horse hooves clopping)

- It's probably none of my business, Joan,

but why does your father insist

on you marrying Harvey Meline?

- Well, Dad thinks I ought to like Harvey, because he does.

Thinks he's the catch of the year.

- He's liable to be yet.

- Oh, I don't know, Doug.

Harvey isn't so bad.

(distant guns firing)

- You stay here.

(distant guns firing)

(horse hooves clopping)

(distant guns firing)

(distant guns firing)

(distant guns firing)

(distant guns firing)

(guns firing)

(guns firing)

(guns firing)

(gun firing)

You had a narrow escape, pardner.

- Yeah, but they'd just as well shoot me

as to scare me to death.

(horse hooves clopping)

- I guess they didn't want you real bad.

What were they shooting at ya for?

- I dunno.

All I done was ride up and ask them for directions,

and they chased me away in lead.

This here community ain't very chummy, if you ask me.

(horse hooves clopping)

- Did you recognize any of them?

- Nope.

I'm a stranger here abouts.

- One of those hombres looked like Spike Travers.

I been thinking for some time your dad oughta jail him.

- He's arrested him twice,

but nobody will ever appear against him.

- He must know the right people.

- What do you mean?

- Nothing personal.

- Is your pa the sheriff?

- Yes.

- Well, I'm pleased to meet ya.

I always make it a point

to get acquainted with the local authorities.

Saves time and trouble.

- I'll give ya a hand.

(horse hooves clopping)

(horse hooves clopping)

- Okay, it's Harvey Meline.

- What's going on?

- We just chased off a nosy guy.

- I told you not to attract any attention.

What happened to him?

- Well, Doug Redfern come riding, and we ducked.

- [Henchman] Yeah, and he had your girl with him.

- Redfern keeps on,

and he's gonna land us all in the pen

for a nice long stretch. - What do you mean by that?

- Who do you suppose kept you away from the bank last night?

- Well, if he knows so much,

why didn't he tell the sheriff?

- Because he's smart.

He's waiting til he gets enough evidence.

I'm not in a spot to handle him just now,

but I don't know of anything

that's keeping you fellas from doing it.

- Well, now that you mention it,

I don't know either.

- All right then, get busy.

- My name's Gosden,

"Lucky" for short.

Know where a fella could get a job?

- What can you do?

- I'm a handy man with a shovel,

but I kinda had bad luck.

- How's that?

- Well, when I dig for gold, I get silver.

Dig for silver, I get lead.

Fight the drill for oil, I'd strike water sure.

Say, that reminds me,

Ain't there an oil well being drilled hereabouts?

- Yes, there is,

and here comes the man who's drilling it.

(horse hooves clopping)

- Just who is that gent?

- Harvey Meline,

the leading financial wizard of the county.

- Hello, Miss Joan.

- Did you run into any men, Harvey?

- Why, no.

What men?

- They probably saw him and ran.

Those bad hombres know a fighting man when they see one.

Don't they, Harvey?

- I don't know what your talking about.

- Got any vacant jobs at that well of yours?

- No, I've got all the help I need right now.

- And still, the well won't come in.

- Redfern, I'm getting tired of your sarcasm.

- Well, Harvey Meline,

just what do you aim to do about it?

- Please, Doug.

- There's ways of dealing with your kind.

- Them's fighting words, Meline,

because you didn't smile when you said 'em.

Someday, you'll be telling me

this country isn't big enough for both of us.

And that'll be just too bad,

because we'll all miss ya.

- Harv, ain't you gotta job for me?

Say, is he mad at you?

- No, he's really got a kind heart.

Now, if you keep after him,

he's liable to break down and hire ya.

- I'll do that.

(spit POPPi"9)

- He's a funny old fella.

You know, Doug,

I don't think he's as simple as he looks.

- Maybe not.

- I wish you wouldn't antagonize Harvey so.

- Harvey and I understand each other

a lot more than you think.

- You'd better be nice to him.

He'll be in oil yet.

- Yeah, oil sardine.

(Joan chuckles)

We better get going.

I wanna stop by the ranch on my way back.

- Hello, Doug.

- Howdy, Al.

Tell the boys I want them to keep their eyes open

for Travers and a couple of his men.

- Right.

- Doug, why don't you ever wear that bandana I made for you?

- Well, I didn't wanna tell ya,

but I lost it.

- Aw, that's too bad.

But if you're real nice,

I might make you another.

- Is that a promise?

- What do you think?

I better get home

before dad sends a posse out after me.

- All right, Joan.

- [Lucky Gosden] Mr. Meline?

Can't you find a job for me?

- No, and quit bothering me.

I'm busy.

- I'll do anything for money.

. Anything?

- Just about.

- Stick around.

You might find work.

(spit POPPi"9)

Any news, Brooke?

- Not yet,

but we should hit oil in another thousand feet.

- We'd better, and right soon too.

- Don't worry, we will.

We'll need more money by the end of the week.

- More money?

Why, you told me that last 5,000 would be all you'd want.

- Well, I thought it would be.

We've had accidents, delays.

That's tough country to drill in.

- I've borrowed to the limit already.

This thing is ruining me.

- It'd be a crime to stop drilling now.

We'll hit oil, sure.

- All right, all right!

(horse hooves clopping)

- I won't be in town again for about a week.

I've gotta ship some stock,

but I'll see ya soon as I get back.

- Well, I hope so.

Goodbye, Doug.

- Goodbye.

(cattle mooing)

(cattle mooing)

- Say, Spike Travers, isn't it?

- Yeah.

You take charge here, Al.

Get this stock to the loading pen.

I've got another matter to look into.

(horse hooves clopping)

(horse hooves clopping)

(horse hooves clopping)

(horse hooves clopping)

- You sure you weren't followed?

- Almost certain,

but I did see that Redfern hombre.

- What, where?

Where'd you see him?

- Don't get panicky.

Down the flat, driving some stock.

He didn't see me.

- Good.

- Where's Matson?

- He's out there on guard.

- [Harvey Meline] You take this.

Get it changed into currency at the usual place.

Take the money to the well, and give it to Brooke.

(gun fire)

Somebody's coming.

Ya better get back.

- Hey, this sure is lucky,

meeting you here like this.

I was just going out to your well

about that job you promised me.

- I didn't promise you a job.

I told you there's nothing for you.

- Well, they sure got to have something.

- All right, look me up in town.

I'll find you a job, just to get rid of you.

- That's mighty nice of you, Mr. Meline,

and I'm grateful too.

And you can depend on me.

L.. - I said see me in town!

- Thanks. (spit popping)

- I'm telling you, I'm sure it was Redfern.

- It couldn't have been.

- Well, maybe not,

but it was just the same.

- And I suppose he fired that shot.

- Well, ya got me there.

- Come on, let's see Harvey.

He claims he's seen Redfern.

- Where?

- Up on that rock, watching you.

- Are you sure it was Redfern?

- Well, it looked like him.

- There he is!

(horse hooves clopping)

- That's Redfern all right.

- Come on. - Wait a minute!

You'll never catch him.

Besides, I've got a better way of handling him.

- Doug!

Come inside.

I want to talk to you.

Haven't seen you for a week. Where have you been?

- Busy at the ranch.

- Doug, I've been hoping Joan and Harvey would hit it off,

and you're not exactly them to.

- Are you trying to ask me to stay away from her?

- Well, in a way, yes.

- I'm sorry, sheriff,

but I won't stay away from Joan until she asks me to.

Harvey's had his way around here long enough.

He has a habit of taking what he wants.

And if I can keep Joan marrying him, I will.

- What have you against Meline?

- Right now, I can't say.

But someday, I'll show him up for what he really is.

- Don't do anything you'll be sorry for.

- Anything I'd do to him wouldn't make me sorry.

(indistinct chatter)

- Oh, hello, young fella!

Say, you was right.

I kept asking Mr. Meline till he found me a job.

(spit clinking)

- ls Matson on the job?

- Yeah.

He's busy taking care of Redfern's horse.

- The main thing now is to keep track of him.

Watch him every minute.

Look out, you old fool!

- Oh, excuse me, gents.

I didn't know this room was busy.

- I'll show him how busy it is!

- Forget about it, Spike!

- I don't like him butting in here like that.

He might've heard something.

- Even if he did, he wouldn't know what it meant.

We've got something else to think about.

See that Redfern gets this,

and he must know where it came from.

- I'd like to see him wiggle out of this one.

(indistinct chatter)

- This is for you, I reckon.

- Where'd ya get it?

- Well, I found it on the bar.

(bartender laughs)

That's swell.

- Sheriff, you oughta have another deputy.

There's some tough characters drifting into town.

- I'd be glad to have another if the commissions will it.

- I'll see to it that they do.

(fist punches)

(fist punches)

(fist punches)

(body thuds)

(g u n fi res)

(fist punches)

(indistinct excited crowd chatter)

(indistinct excited crowd chatter)

(indistinct excited crowd chatter)

It's the bank!

There goes Redfern!

(horse hooves clopping)

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(horse hooves clopping)

(horse hooves clopping)

(bodies thudding)

(fist punches)

(fist punches)

(fist punches)

(body thudding)

(gun striking)

- That'll hold him for awhile!

Come on, let's go!

(indistinct excited crowd chatter)

- What'd they get, sheriff? - I don't know how much,

but they cleaned the safe.

- Sheriff!

I found this on the bank floor.

You recognize it?

- Can't say that I do.

- Look, there's initials on it.

D.R.

Doug Redfern.

I thought I'd seen that before.

He was wearing it the night of the dance.

- Looks like Doug might have some explaining to do.

- Dad!

You don't think he'd do a thing like that!

He told me he lost that bandana!

- We just saw him running away from here.

- That's right!

Another fella with him too.

- Better raise a posse, sheriff.

He probably wasn't alone in this.

- Swear me in, sheriff.

I'm raring to go.

- I could go to his ranch and arrest him.

- Why, that's the last place he'd go.

- [Harvey Meline] We'll raise enough men

to cover every trail out of this town,

even if we have to wait til morning.

- Mr. Harvey's right.

Aw, come on, sheriff,

swear me in before I change my mind.

- Oh, all right, all right.

- Now, don't miss this. The sheriff and the rest of them

will be busy on that false lead I gave them.

Bangs, you plant the stuff.

Matson, you make the phone call,

but give Bangs time enough to get to Redfern's.

- I get it.

That oughta take care of him.

(handpick striking)

(phone ringing)

- Yes?

Yes.

Okay.

Redfern's been spotted.

He's headed for his ranch.

- Who was that?

- I don't know.

What difference does it make?

Let's get going!

- He's as good as got right now.

(handpick striking)

(horse hooves clopping)

(horse hooves clopping)

(horse hooves clopping)

(horse hooves clopping)

(horse hooves clopping)

(horse hooves clopping)

- You two men, search the house!

- You are under arrest.

- What for?

- For robbing my bank last night.

- [Posse member] Here's some of the money, Mr. Meline!

- Where's the rest of it?

- The rest of what?

- The bags of gold coin you took.

- Who says I took them?

- We've got plenty of witnesses.

- Take it easy, fella!

- All right, Harvey.

I'll come to your party.

- Where's the rest of that money?

- What money?

. My money-

- Are you sure it's yours?

- Bring him into town!

(indistinct crowd chattering)

(gavel knocking)

- Order in the court!

- We expect to prove beyond the shadow of a doubt

that Doug Redfern robbed the bank.

[Prosecutor] And we will also show that bad blood existed

between the defendant and our complaining witness

and that the defendant was heard to threaten him.

- Yes, I found this beside the bank safe after the robbery.

- Doug lost that night of the dance.

- Do you know positively that he did?

- Well, he told me so.

- But you cannot state of your own knowledge that he did.

- No.

That is all.

[Prosecutor] Your Honor, I offer In evidence this horseshoe,

identified as being from Doug Redfern's horse.

It was found behind the bank the night of the robbery.

Also, this package of currency

[Prosector] found in the defendant's house

by a member of the posse.

(spit POPPi"9)

- Gentleman of the jury, have you arrived at a verdict?

- [Jury Foreman] We have.

- The defendant has been found guilty as charged.

[Judge] The prisoner will be remanded

to the custody of the sheriff

and brought before this court tomorrow for sentence.

Court adjourned.

(indistinct crowd chatter)

Douglas Redfern, rise and face the court.

You have heard the verdict.

Have you anything to say

as to why sentence should not be passed upon you?

- I've said plenty already,

but it hasn't done me any good.

- Under the authority vested in me

by the criminal code of this state,

I sentence you to 20 years in the state penitentiary.

(indistinct crowd chatter)

(handpicks striking)

(Matson gasps)

You don't reckon Harvey expects us

to dig up this whole Redfern spread?

- If we don't find that bag of money, he does!

He needs that dough, and he needs it bad!

(handpick striking)

(handpicks striking)

(handpick striking)

(Matson gasps)

- Come on, get busy!

You don't expect to find the money in that tree, do ya?

- No, but I'm keeping my eye on them hornets,

so they won't sneak up on me.

- Come on, let's get to work!

Let's get to work!

(handpicks striking)

- Try a little further to your right, Matson!

- What'd you say, Spike?

- I didn't say nothing to you.

- [Doug Redfern] But I was!

- How'd you get here?

- [Doug Redfern] You'll find out!

Now turn around!

Get over there!

I'm still waiting for you to tell me what you're doing here.

- We're trying to find that money you stole from the bank.

- I suppose Harvey hired you,

just like he did your evidence at my trial.

Now get going

- Not until we get that money.

- Oh, no?

- Look out!

Them are black hornets!

- That's what you think.

(g u n fi res)

(fake hornet nest breaks)

- That's going back to the bank!

- Over my dead body.

Now get going!

Pronto!

(g u n fi res)

Take him with ya,

and tell Harvey Meline he's next!

- And he told us to tell you you're next.

(indistinct crowd chatter)

- Go find out how Redfern got loose.

- I hear he's out gunning for him and everything.

(indistinct crowd chatter)

He's plenty fast too.

(indistinct crowd chatter)

(horse hooves clopping)

(indistinct crowd chatter)

- Hey, hey!

Doug Redfern's heading for town!

Standby for trouble!

(indistinct excited crowd chatter)

(horse hooves clopping)

- Redfern's been paroled.

- Yes, paroled to die.

Beat it.

- Wait a minute, Doug Redfern.

I know what you're here for.

You're gonna kill the sheriff and Harvey Meline,

but you got me to deal with first!

(body thudding)

- I don't know how you got here,

but you're going back, pronto!

- Now, wait a minute, sheriff.

I can explain that.

Read this.

(crowd laughter)

- What did ya find out?

- It's true.

He's been paroled.

Somebody's gonna sweat for this.

- Look out it ain't you.

- What do you mean by that?

- Oh, nothing.

Only saying Redfern's a tough hombre,

and he might come shooting.

- Sure, I shot Travers,

but he drew first.

- I don't doubt it,

but other folks may.

Listen, Doug,

why don't you go to some new range,

where you're not known,

and make something of yourself?

- What's your interest in advising me like that?

- I'm thinking about Joan.

- What about her?

- She's going to marry Harvey Meline.

- Can't you see Harvey isn't what you think he is?

He framed me for one reason.

Joan.

- If you have anything against him, tell me.

I'm sheriff,

and if you don't stop your talking--

I'm through talking right now.

Sooner or later, Harvey has gotta stop lead,

and I'm setting out to make it sooner.

- You shoot him, and I'll see that ya hang.

Tomorrow, I'm going to the judge,

and have you put under peace bond.

- Tomorrow will be too late.

- There he is,

the jailbird that just shot Spike Travers.

- I was just gonna look you up, Meline.

You and me, we're gonna have a showdown.

- You beat the law.

Just how, I don't know.

And you've shot down men

who were after the money you stole.

Seems the law don't hang for murder anymore.

They don't even keep them in jail.

But you, Redfern,

you're gonna hang.

- It won't do, Harvey.

That shooting was in self-defense,

and there'll be no hangings in this town.

- This is my town and my county.

I run it to suit myself. - And while I wear this badge,

I take orders from no man!

You incite a mob,

and I'll shoot you down!

- Sometime ago, I said jokingly,

this country was too small for both of us.

[Doug Redfern] This time, I mean it.

I'm giving you until sundown to get out!

- [Harvey Meline] So if I outstay the sun,

I'm pretty fair game, am I?

All right, I'll take you.

No quarter asked or given.

- I can't jail a man for planning a killing

but this town stays clean.

You go through with this,

and I'll settle the winner.

- My advice to you is,

don't be fool enough to hit the street come sundown.

- Give me a room until sundown.

- Number 12.

- Dad, you mustn't let them meet!

- I've done all I can do.

- [Lucky Gosden] Mr. Meline,

speaking for the citizens of this town,

let me beg you not to go through with this gunfight.

This fella, Redfern, is fast and tough.

- Yes, well, so am I.

- But you're too valuable a citizen to this town

to take a chance with him.

Let somebody fill-in for ya.

- Who, for instance?

- Me.

- Why, a fourth-rate gunmen

could kill you off before you could draw.

Get that gun outta my middle, you old fool!

- You see?

You can't tell how far a frog can jump by the way he squats.

What do you say, Mr. Meline?

- Come into my office.

I want to talk to you.

(spit POPPi"9)

- Joan, what are you doing here?

This is no place for you. - Oh, I know it, Doug,

but I had to see you!

Doug-- - Now you get outta here.

- You mustn't meet Harvey.

He won't fight fair.

You'll be shot down.

- Oh, no, I won't.

- You will.

I know him.

He's planning it now.

Please, go.

- Are you pleading for his life, or mine?

- Doug, I don't understand.

- Your dad said you were gonna marry Harvey.

- Well, I've got something to say about that.

(feet stepping)

- You get out the back way.

(g u n fi res)

(body thuds)

- Redfern just killed poor Lucky, boys!

[Harvey Meline] One this morning, one this afternoon!

How much more is he gonna get away with?

- There he is!

Let's get him!

- How do you know Lucky is dead, Harvey?

Because I, I saw him go to your room.

- And you sent him there to kill me.

- He's lying, boys!

Take him!

(indistinct men shouting)

- Back up, men!

There'll be no lynch law in this town!

Redfern, you've killed your last man!

- Careful, sheriff!

It's you and me against this gang!

- Now we'll settle him!

- [Lucky Gosden] Hold it, men!

- Lucky!

You didn't get shot?

- [Lucky Gosden] Certainly not.

Harvey hired me to kill Doug,

so I framed this little shooting stunt,

in order to break Harvey's nerve.

I represent the governor,

[Lucky Gosden] have ever since I been here.

And Harvey Meline has been fooling everybody in town,

but me and Doug Redfern.

Sheriff, grab that man.

He's one of them.

- Buzz, Jim!

- Harvey, what are you doing?

- Get outta my way!

- Harvey robbed his own bank in order to cover up the fact

he'd appropriated bank money to build that oil well.

Then he framed it onto Doug, to get rid of him.

(glass breaking)

The governor paroled Doug when I reported the frame-up.

Then Doug came back here,

to help me spring the trap.

- Harvey's getting away!

(wagon wheels clattering)

- Jim, Buzz!

Lock Matson up!

Come on, he may need some help!

(horse hooves clopping)

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(wagon wheels clattering)

(fist punches)

(fist punches)

(horse hooves clopping)

(fist punches)

(fist punches)

(body thumps)

(horse hooves clopping)

- Get that wagon!

- Okay, it's all here!

- What's all here?

- The evidence I need to convict Harvey

of looting his own bank.

Pile him in the wagon.

We'll head back to town.

(wagon wheels clattering)

Hey, there!

I'm not especially interested as to what happens to you two,

but please, be careful of my prisoner and that evidence.

(light orchestral music)

(light orchestral music)