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That's one of Hawk Decker's men, right?

Yeah. Hank Simons, boss.

And now, ladies and gentlemen, we offer you the final event.

The final of the bucking horse contest.

Morale, of the Hawk Decker's crew.

Watch him, folks, because he's really good.

All right, watch this boy riding now.

Hawk's gang done right well for themselves this year.

Sure have, Walters.

If it wasn't for that fella from up north, that made a clean sweep of this rodeo.

Six Bits, of the Hawk Decker's outfit, will attempt to ride Poison.

And believe me, folks. That horse's been poisoned

to everybody who has attempted to ride him so far.

Come on, Six Bits. Go there and get in the middle.

You know why they call him Six Bits?

He ain't rightly growed up here, but give him time.

I hope you collect.

L 90¢ you.

I sure need that 300.

Get on it, it's all yours.

Take it easy, it's a wild horse.

Watch him now!

Let him have it!

Boy, what a nasty spill.

Good ride.

Folks, here's a real one for you now.

You remember the boy that won the last contest?

The stranger from way up north.

Yes, sir.

He's going to attempt to ride that wild horse, Dynamite.

And folks, if he gets over this one this time,

he certainly is going to be the winner.

Let's have a big hand for Whitey Revel.

So long, stranger, and keep a deep seat.

That was tough, kid. But you've done your darndest.

I ain't asked for your sympathy.

Furthermore, you haven't ridden that Dynamite horse yet.

You're right there, partner.

Let's go and see what the stranger is going to do with Dynamite.

Tough luck.

I bet you don't want to ride this one, cowboy.

I bet you I do because I got glue on the shaft.

Oh, you liar.

Hey, Rusty, hold this for me till I come back.

Sure.

I might not be so popular after I ride this horse.

I'll wait here for you.

All right.

All right, let's go!

Come on!

Look how he rides that Dynamite.

I'm glad that's not me.

He sure can ride.

Good man.

He's doing all right.

I bet he's got glue on his shaft.

You just put this rodeo in your pocket, young fellow.

What's on your mind, boss?

I was just wondering.

Wondering if he can shoot like he can ride.

We might be able to use him.

Yeah, that's an idea.

What are you going to do with that money?

You had about everything on that belt.

I left it over in one of the barns, had my name on it.

I don't guess there's any thieves around here.

Got you.

You better get on over the judges stand and collect the money.

Yeah, I'm heading that way right now.

Well, the doing is about over.

I better round up the outfit before they get in trouble.

Agreements are sometimes broken.

And with that Decker outfit in town,

somebody's have to forget that this is neutral territory.

See you later.

Let's move you on down to the corral and watch that auction.

Glad you are my boy.

$300 is a lot of money for a young fella.

Don't throw it away.

Not on your life.

I'm going to buy the best horse that $300 can buy.

You're all right, Whitey.

$300.

Oh, God.

First on the draw, aren't you?

Fair.

Fairer than fair, I'd say.

Get it over with. You've got the drop.

I was only fooling.

Didn't you just take a shot at me?

No, but I just heard a shot.

I thought it was some cowardly letting off steam.

They don't let off steam like that around Dry Grass.

Not if they want to stay healthy.

Hey, look, look what I just won.

Silver and everything.

Hey, Wild Horse.

Did you just take a shot at me?

No, I didn't take a shot at you.

If I had, you wouldn't have been talking about it.

Come on, horse.

- Looking for a job? - Sure. You got one?

Maybe.

My name is Walters.

Greg Walters. Boss of the Rocking U?

Correct.

A fella's liable to get plenty action join up with your outfit.

Sit down.

I've got some talking to do.

Can you keep your mouth shut?

Mr. Walters,

compared to me, a clam is just a gossipy old woman.

If I qualify, when do I start?

Maybe when I finish talking, you won't want the job.

It must be a tough one.

And then some.

I'll give you good steaks,

a ranch of your own and a good start of cattle.

What's the game?

I ain't afraid to play it if it's on the level.

- It's on the level, all right. - When do I report?

You don't report to the Rocking U.

You get yourself a job with Hawk Decker's crew of wild horse hunters.

There you are, gents.

Come on, let's see some of your belts loosen up.

- Make a bid. - Give you $5 for the bunch, Hawk.

Reckon I can sell them to glue factory for ten and make myself some money?

I ain't asking for any funny stuff from the Rocking U.

If this wasn't neutral ground, you wouldn't be popping off so free.

That's what I call a fair offer for them critters, Hawk.

You can take it or leave it.

I ain't taking nothing from the Rocking U.

Decker's out gunning for you.

Him or some of his outfit.

That ain't all.

Some years ago, my own boy was killed in a stampede

that looked mighty suspicious.

And ten days ago, my nephew Jimmy was shot in the back from ambush.

Oh, God.

Looks kind of like they tried to wipe out your whole tribe.

Couldn't be no one else, you reckon?

No.

Unless it was that old Wild Horse Henderson you saw go by just now.

No, he's just an old cuss,

kind of cracked in the head.

It couldn't be him.

How come your outfit ain't been able to do something?

They ain't exactly sissies from what I've heard.

I thought I could bank on every man I've got, but I can't.

One of them is crossing me up.

I can't make a move that Decker doesn't know.

So the only thing I can do

is play their game and put a man into their outfit.

I'll take that job, Mr. Walters.

I was hoping you would, son.

Somehow I'm banking on you.

And if you find out who killed my nephew

and who's trying to get me,

a ranch is yours.

If you fail, I reckon you won't need it.

I won't let you down.

I got to get me a horse.

Get down to the auction corral.

Decker's got some horses up for sale.

You might pick yourself a good one.

Just a minute.

Bart, Whitey. Whitey, this is Bart Hunter, my foreman.

- Glad to know you, Hunter. - It goes both ways.

Bart, the one man I can trust.

Well, we've got the man and he's all set to go.

That's great.

Now maybe we'll get somewhere.

You want to keep your eyes open.

You're up against a tough proposition.

Let's go down the corral, boss.

Maybe you better not be seen with us.

It's a good idea.

You bought yourself a horse, cowboy.

Stay home or get these horses out of here.

Bring in Prairieland.

Want to bought yourself a horse, champ?

I'll take a look.

Cash talks with Hawk, then you got it.

That's our horse.

That's what I thought our horse was.

You better clear out of this country, champ.

Me? What for?

You'll find out.

I like the climate.

All right.

There's the horse. Let's get down to business.

Somebody give me a bit.

You better make it plenty.

There's the greatest four-year-old you've ever seen.

Prairieland.

King of the Dry Grass country. How much?

He's mine. He's my horse.

He's mine. He's my horse.

Keep your mouth shut, Wild Horse.

You ain't going to sell that horse to anybody.

He ain't your horse and you know it.

I come to get him. He's mine.

You stole him from Molly and me.

And you ain't going to sell that horse...

Stop it! Leave me alone!

Try it.

Hold it, hold it!

You've got more nerve or less sense than any hombre I ever met up with.

Yeah.

Folks around here that know don't draw on Hawk Decker's outfit.

That's all?

Where I come from, people don't pick on helpless old men either.

You're looking for a job?

Might be.

The horse go with it?

He does for $300.

When do we ride?

Tomorrow morning, at sunup.

I'll be with you.

Come on, Grandpa. Let's see what we can do for you.

I'll be back for the horse.

Listen, Hawk, what do you want to hire that guy for?

You don't know anything about him.

I am running this outfit and I'm running it the way I see fit.

We get you all fixed up here in just a minute.

Now, you sit right down there.

I ain't gonna forget this.

All right, old timer. I hope so. We'll get you all fixed up.

There, that'll fix it.

So you are still alive, Walters.

You ain't going to live long, though.

And when you're dying, I hope I'll be there to laugh at you.

I've got you licked right.

And when you go, you ain't going to have nothing.

Now hold on, Henderson.

I'm not going and I don't aim to breath poison,

because the area's poisoned around here slnce you've come.

Friend of yours, huh?

The old buzzard used to own the Triangle C.

I got cards on the table, Mr. Walters.

All right.

It was a fight between him and Rocking U for grass.

Well, I guess I won.

There was some hard feelings and a few killings.

It was about that time that my boy got killed in that stampede.

An old Henderson's daughter, Margie, disappeared.

Shortly after that, the old man himself left this part of the country.

When he came back, he had a baby girl with him.

That's Molly Henderson.

She's about 18 now.

Gosh, no wonder the old man is a little loose in the head.

I don't figure it's him that's laying for me.

That's just crazy talk of his.

It's someone else, son.

Someone else.

And that's your job to find out who it is.

Good luck, boy.

Hey, cowboy.

Are going in?

Maybe.

I'm kind of sorry the boss roped you in on this mix-up.

You're tagging with a dangerous man.

You keep your eyes skinned.

And if Hawk Decker makes a move, get him.

Get him first.

Pour me a drink.

All right, boss.

Did pretty well this time.

I'll say you did, boss.

Some of those horses you sold was a crlme.

If you want to pull out of this thing, it's not too late.

Forget it.

You know.

You got me sized all wrong, Hunter.

Shall we go in there?

Not a bad idea, but not you and me together.

Sure, I forgot.

See you after a while.

- Hey, Whitey! - Hello, boys.

Come on over here where you belong.

Oh, yeah.

- See you later, boys. - See you later.

- Hi, Hawk. - Hi.

We're pulling out for some Dog Butte in the morning.

Yeah, I'm all set.

Where you been?

Around.

Say.

I just had a very interesting conversation with Bart Hunter.

Told me you are a pretty tough hombre.

Better look out for myself.

The next time you see Bart Hunter, tell him to look out for his own skin.

I guess I'll have to explain.

In the old days, me and my gang, the Rocking U,

Wild Horse Henderson and his gang couldn't agree.

So whenever we came to town, we knew there would be fighting.

Yes, sir. Lots of fighting.

Naturally, the town got itself all clustered up with corpses.

And Dry Grass got an awful bad name for killings.

That's a fact.

Something had to be done about it, so we called a meeting.

Right in this saloon, I was here.

An agreement was drawn up and signed

that all killings had to be done out of town.

Anyone ever crossed themselves up yet?

No, sir.

That agreement ain't been broken yet.

That agreement is going to be broken now.

I've come to get the man who murdered my nephew Jimmy.

Shot him in the back.

He'd better draw, because I'm going to kill him.

On the count of three, I shoot.

One.

Two.

Three...

- I don't want any part of that. - Me neither.

They ain't going to blame this on us.

All my outfit, keep doing.

A"!/b°dy here?

- Yeah, I'm here. - All right. Give me a light.

Give me a candle. Anything.

- Just a minute. - Hurry up.

Just a minute.

I've got a ladder down here someplace, too, if I can find it.

Wa lte rs

What happened?

Somebody...

Somebody stabbed me.

Come on. Come on. Get some whisky, water...

Hold on.

Who's shot him?

Whoever shot out the lights got the boss.

He wasn't shot.

Was stabbed.

Boys, get him up on the bar.

Supposing you give out a little information.

What do you mean?

How come you didn't stampede with the rest of us?

I'm the one that shot out the lights.

W.R.

W.R.

What do you reveal?

So you shout out the lights.

Boys!

Wait a minute.

Hey, listen!

That's his horse, he's heading for the brakes.

He's not going to get away from us.

Get your horses.

All right, Mike, give me the towel here.

There it is.

There it is!

What is it, Gramps?

What's in that wallet that you're always looking at and saying,

"wait till Walters sees it?".

You wouldn't understand now, Molly,

but you will and soon cause the feud of the Rocking U

and Hawk Decker's horse thieves is on again.

Yes, and they're both out looking for Whitey Revel.

One trying to hang him for stabbing Walters

and the other out to protect him.

And I have got him hid.

Let them sling lead at each other, I hope none of them miss.

Where are you going now, Gramps?

I'm headed for Dry Grass.

I got to show this to Walters before he dies.

But why, Gramps?

You'll learn.

And don't forget, Molly, what I told you. Stick close to the cabin.

Remember the Rocking U and Hawk Deckers is fighting again.

Yes, sir.

What are you doing back here, Six Bits?

Hawk Decker sent me here, see if Whitey was hiding.

He wants him back in our own place.

He's afraid the Rocking U will get a hold of him and string him up.

Gramps told me all about it.

- Maybe he done it. - No, he didn't.

Maybe he did.

He knew Prairieland was Gramps' horse and mine and he bought him, didn't he?

But he didn't stab Walters because he didn't have that knife.

I had it. I found it in the corral fence and lost it.

I don't know who had it after that.

Hey, maybe your grandfather.

He hates Walters.

Gramps didn't do it.

Maybe you didn't lose that knife, Six Bits.

- Maybe you've done it. - I didn't.

I'm working for Hawk Decker.

But I wouldn't stab Walters or anybody else.

You've got to tell me where Whitey's hidden.

Hawk Decker says he won't take the blame for something he didn't do.

He won't take nothing off the Rocking U.

He's declared war on Walters. If Whitey hadn't shut out the lights,

Walters would have killed Hawk. That's why I've got to find Whitey.

I don't know where he is exactly.

Gramps got him hid somewhere up in the brakes.

If you see him, tell him to get rid of Prairieland.

You can see that horse a mile.

So long, Molly.

There's no trace of him.

He must have gone that way, Bart.

Thanks, Doc, for keeping me here overnight.

That was a close call, Walters.

You'll have to take it easy for a week or two.

I'm sorry, Doc, but I'm hitting for the hills pronto.

You can't do that.

You ought to be in bed.

My boys are out on the trail.

I aim to be with them.

Furthermore, I'm beginning to understand things,

and it ain't pleasant understanding.

Thanks again, Doc, for fixing me up.

Hello.

- Hello, there. - You've got my horse.

- Your horse? - You've got my horse.

He belongs to me.

You must be mistaken. I just gave Decker $300 for him.

Decker stole him.

You better get out of Dry Grants country.

Gramps got back to the ranch at daybreak

and says Walters were stabbed and everybody figured you done it.

- I done it. - Yeah, and after that,

Six Bits come by and told me the Rocking U was out after you.

You're telling me. Thanks for the tip.

No, you don't, mister. That's my horse.

Come on, get off.

If you don't get off, I'll shoot.

All right.

Come on.

Now get over there.

Turn your back.

Lady, you're making an awful mistake.

Hey, you're riding into trouble.

You're coming along with me.

I got orders to bring you in.

Bring me in where?

Hawk's waiting for you.

Put up that pistol, buddy. I ain't hostile.

Hey, kid.

I think you and me better sit down and have a talk. Come on.

Molly!

Molly!

Why do you come in on this, Six Bits?

You seem to be in on the nose.

Who stole my knife? Maybe you can tell me that.

- Who stole my knife? - I did.

- So you're the one I'm after, huh? - No.

I didn't do no stabbing. I didn't know, honest.

I needed that money awful bad.

When you won, I was pretty mad at you.

I went down to the barn. I was going to cut your saddle up.

For God's sake.

- What stopped you? - You did.

When you and Walters entered the barn.

I dropped the knife and hid out in one of the stalls.

And you heard us?

Sure, but I ain't said anything.

I'm just as anxious as you are to find out who shot Jimmy.

- Is that all? - No.

When I went back to look for the knife, it was gone.

The same way my gun disappeared when Jimmy was shot.

I figured something was bound to happen, and sure it did.

That's why I warned you down by the corral.

I see.

Whoever is doing the dirty work

is figuring on landing on whoever happens to be close by.

Yeah. If it hadn't been for Wild Horse,

I'd have been stretching for the murder of Jimmy.

Tell me something.

Why were you so anxious to win that money?

Do I have to tell you that?

You might as well, while you're in the telling mood.

I used to work for an outfit up in Wyoming.

The old man sent me to town to sell a bunch of cattle.

I got in a poker game and lost.

I see.

Ought to pay it back, huh?

Sure, I want to go home.

I don't like the job I got now. Working with Hawk and a bunch of crooks.

Don't worry about it, kid.

Things got a way of saving themselves out if you keep a stiff upper lip.

Let's get g0il19-

That's Whitey. I know that horse anywhere.

Look, we send Six Bits after him to bring him in,

and here he falls right in front of us.

Rocking U, boys!

Horse thief, huh?

I ain't no such thing, he's mine.

You stole him from me and Gramps.

I ain't going to take that kind of talk from you.

Where's Whitey? Where'd you get that horse?

I ain't going to tell you.

I think I'll take you back to camp with me.

You'll talk.

Climb on that horse.

Go on and get going.

Let's get out of here, there's too many of them.

And we're out of ammunition.

- But... - I'm giving the orders here.

Get your horses.

I reckon we'll have a pleasant surprise for Hawk when we come dragging you in.

Get on your horse.

All right. Tie it up there.

Get off that horse.

Come on, get in.

- Come on, get in there. - You'll be sorry for this.

Maybe I will, but get in there.

Where's Molly?

What have you done with her?

You're getting to be a plumb nuisance. Hawk will know how to deal with you.

Molly's all right. She's up to Hawk's cabin with him.

You're lying.

Go on, get in here, come along with us. Hurry up.

I thought I told you to stay in there.

What are you doing with that girl?

Didn't you get that horse?

No, I gave it back to her.

It was her horse in the first place.

You see?

Six Bits, come here!

- Take the girl where she'll be safe. - Wait...

- Good idea. - Hurry up.

I'm taking you in to see Walters.

You're plumb crazy.

Maybe I am, but I'll take a chance.

What do you want to drag me into this war's trouble for?

Walters said he was going to plug the man that killed his nephew.

And he was looking right at you when he said it.

- Well do I take you in or...? - You win.

Just act natural.

Yeah, sure.

We ran those Rocking U coyotes clean out of the country.

That's fine.

They were getting too high and mighty anyway.

Grampg!

Gramps! You shouldn't have followed me.

You're all right, Molly? You ain't hurt?

No, Gramps.

You can thank your lucky stars that you didn't hurt my girl.

If you had, I'd killed you.

What you bring that old fool here for? I told you to leave him alone.

Couldn't help it, boss.

We got Bart Hunter too.

- You got what? - Sure.

He didn't even put up a fight.

Threw his hands in the air and came right along.

Well, Mr. Bart Hunter. Come to pay us a visit?

You can't do nothing to me, Hawk.

You know the Rocking U outfit ain't through with you yet.

Mr. Bart Hunter and me are going to have a little talk.

Private like.

Not a bad idea.

I think I'll just sit in on it to kind of protect you, Hawk.

Sure.

I thought you'd like it.

Let's start the meeting.

Sit down.

What's he giving orders around here for?

Sit down.

We're going to have quite a little session.

Looks like you two finally caught up with.

You better stay away from front of the house.

There's liable to be some fireworks.

Come with me.

I have figured out some things.

In the first place, you two are partners.

That'll be mighty interesting information for Mr. Walters.

Right, Bart?

He ain't going to hear about it from you.

You ain't getting out of here alive.

No?

Who's that?

There's somebody riding fast and furious.

It's the boss himself!

Where are you fellas heading for?

- Back to town for help. - Help?

You need help against Hawk Decker and his gang of thieves?

Bart said that we were outnumbered and we ran out of ammunition.

Bart. Where is Bart?

I don't know. Hawk Decker's men got him maybe.

I aim to rid this country of Hawk Decker and his gang once and for all.

We'll run him out.

We're with you, boss.

Let's get some ammunition and get going.

Bart, you put Mr. Walters up to kill on Hawk, didn't you?

- That's a lie. - Sit down.

So that's the game you're playing.

I thought there was something funny.

Walters had me spotted the minute he came into the saloon.

You're crazy.

Why did I hang back and let your gang bring me in

if I was trying to double cross you?

Listen, you too.

I'm doing the talking now.

You can finish that argument when I'm through.

Bart Hunter.

You killed Walter's son.

You killed his nephew.

Then he was going to kill Walters himself after he plugged Hawk here.

Then you figured to lay the blame on Six Bits.

But when you found out he had my knife, I'd do just as well.

Then after you'd finish your killings, you'd have control of the Rocking U.

You didn't want to share it with Hawk.

That's why you wanted him out of the way.

If I misstated any of the facts, just let me know.

It ain't so.

He's making up every word of it. It's all lies.

After all I've done for you, try to get me plugged.

So you'd hog all for yourself.

I knew you were a crook when you tried to wipe out your boss.

It takes more than you to beat Hawk Decker.

I'll prove it to you. I'll prove it's all lies.

Listen, Hawk, we got to get rid of that hombre.

He's poisoned both of us.

Maybe you're right.

I'll settle with you after.

No, you won't.

Back up against that wall.

He's the one that killed Jimmy.

I told the boss he done it.

You talk too much, Bart.

And he puts Six Bits up the knife for Walters.

- I know it. - You're talking yourself into a hanging.

I could tell who left Six Bits' gun beside the body of that poor kid.

Who was it?

He's trying to save himself.

No, I ain't.

What are you driving at, Wild Horse?

I tell you, he done it.

I don't have to do no killing.

There are others doing it for me.

I'm waiting for Greg Walters to die.

And when he's on his deathbed, he'll find out that Old Wild Horse

is smarter than him.

It'll make dying mighty hard.

Because I'll be there telling him

that he's lost everything that he fought for.

And that is what's going to strip Greg Walters from the Rocking U

and everything he's got.

And there ain't no court of law

that can ever change it, even when he's dead.

Hey, wait a minute!

Cut this up.

Get back there.

Hawk, the Rocking U outfit! Walter's leading them!

- Gramps, what is this? - Wait.

Give it back!

He got Gramps.

'_"3';f-1?

Where's my horse?

Six Bits got him round back of the house.

Grampg!

You ain't hurt! Say you ain't hurt!

- Where did he go? - That way.

Keep them busy. I know a trick or two.

I'm going up above.

- They've had enough. - I'll say they have.

Hold up, boys.

I ain't going with you.

The doctor was right.

You go get them.

Here's the cause of all your trouble, Mr. Walters.

I had an idea he was.

I saw him coming up behind me in the saloon yesterday,

just as you shot out the light.

You earned your ranch.

If it's the same to you, I'll just assume the $300.

What do you need $300 for?

I don't, but Six Bits does.

He's in a jam in Wyoming. He wants to pay his old boss back.

That's right. Always play square with the boss.

You can have that $300 and the ranch, too.

Well, let's get going.

Get down, cowboy.

Here's the man you've been looking for, boys.

He's the one that's been double crossing the Rocking U.

What are you going to do with him?

Wait a minute.

Six Bits didn't have anything to do with this.

Of course not. Turn hlm loose.

And besides, he's on his way back to Wyoming pretty quick.

- You mean? - Sure.

I'll give you a check pretty quick.

Come on inside, boss, and rest up a little bit.

I'll take care of your horse.

All right, kid.

Hey, where's Bart Hunter?

He's got my proof. Where is he?

What?

Bring up Bart Hunter back here. Wait a minute.

He's all yours.

- There you are, old timer. - Open it.

Open it and read it.

I want to see Greg Walter's face

when he knows that I've got the best of them all the time.

You're plumb crazy.

Go on, son.

Read it and tell him what it says.

Well, Mr. Walters,

I want you to meet your granddaughter.

This marriage certificate says that your son Bill

was married to Pete Henderson's daughter.

The other one is the birth certificate of Molly.

So I guess the Rocking U has an heir.

You're not telling me anything I didn't know.

What? You knew this all the time and never said nothing?

Sure.

You're the meanest man that I ever knew. Why didn't you say something?

I didn't want you to take Molly away where I wouldn't find her anymore.

That's what I ought to do.

And that's just what I would have done too, you old buzzard.

Let me tell you, you...

I guess there ain't nothing wrong with those two old buzzards.

Let's get out of here. Come on.

If it wasn't by a gunshot, I'd...

Here it is.

You know where Wyoming is?

Sure.

You still got my horse.

I say, you still got my horse.

You mean our horse.