All language subtitles for Hands Across the Rockies (1941)(HD)_Eng_HI

What do you think, Dade?

DADE: Well, I'll
tell you, Pop,

looks to me like Jessup's
got a pretty good idea.

Of course I have, and I'm
willing to pay you for,

let's say, for any
inconvenience it causes you.

How's it strike you, Hi?

I'll think better after
Juneau starts talkin' money.

RUFE: Hi's right, Jessup.

How much you reckon on paying
us for accommodating you?

Hmm, well, that depends.

A lot of things
to be considered.

In the first place, how's
she going to feel about it?

RUFE: I'll take
care of that part.

Next time I won't
miss, Peale.

I thought my father said for
you to get out and stay out.

What are you aiming
to do with Marsha?

I know you're up
to something.

Supposing we are?

We know what we're doin'

and you'd better not
come around here again.

You can't threaten me. Marsha
and me are getting married.

Why, you!

[GUN FIRES]

I'm not wasting no more
breath on you, Peale.

Next time you come
snooping around here,

I'm gunning you down
for trespassing.

Now, get out!

And remember this, I'd just as
soon kill you as look at you.

What's the matter?

We just found a young
fellow sneaking around

that we've been having
a lot of trouble with.

Who told you to
come out here?

Why, I only wanted
to see if...

Get back in your room.

Get in there, quick!
Hurry up.

I'm sorry about all
this rumpus, Juneau.

Pop told that jasper before
to get off our place

and leave Marsha alone.

After tonight, I'll
take care of Marsha.

Come on, let's get
down to business.

Did you ever ask a lawyer
if it's all right?

How do you mean, Dade?

Well, are you sure a wife
can't be forced to be witness

against her own husband?

Oh, yes, I'm very sure.

You know, I'm kind of sorry
Marsha happened along

when you and old man
Taylor had that argument.

I mean, it ain't easy
for me losing Marsha,

even though she's
only my niece.

Oh, yes, I know all about it.

But then again, $10,000 might
make us feel some better.

You can save the
crocodile tears, Rufe.

I always heard you Crawleys
drive a hard bargain.

Now, that ain't a nice
thing to say, Juneau.

It's worth something
to us, losing Marsha.

Yeah, it's worth a lot.

Maybe it is,

but you seem to forget
Marsha can still divorce me,

and then tell what she saw.

Oh, now, you oughtn't to treat
people like us that way, Jessup,

owning the Saddlehorn Saloon

and practically running the
whole town of Independence.

Why, you're a rich man.

Stop whining, Rufe.

You're getting more out of this
than you'd clear here in 10 years.

Meaning exactly how much?

$2,000 when she marries me,

and $1,000 a year for the next
three years if she stays married.

Well, I...

You ain't over-generous,
are you, Juneau?

That's a good offer,
and we're takin' it.

Now, hold on, Hi.

It might be worth a lot to us
to have Jessup in the family.

JESSUP: Now you're
being smart.

Pop told you not
to come out here.

Oh, you can't make
me marry him.

I'll do anything.

I'll go away, I
promise you I will.

I'll never tell anybody about
seeing you shoot old man Taylor.

You'll never tell anybody nothing
when I'm through with you.

Come on!

Oh, Rufe, better come down
to the Saddlehorn tomorrow

and we'll finish
our business.

I don't think we'll have any
more trouble with Marsha.

After you two get hitched,

there won't be nobody
botherin' about

who perforated
old man Taylor.

MARSHA: [SOBBING] Please, Uncle
Rufe, I didn't mean nothin'.

Your Taylor left some family?

Oh, just a no-good son
called Cannonball.

Between us, I'm not very much
worried about Cannonball Taylor.

[WHISTLING]

Cannonball! Yeah?

Be careful with that
suitcase of mine.

It's the only one I've got.

Oh, I wasn't aiming to
hurt it none, Bill.

[LAUGHING]

What's the matter with you,
driver, for goodness sakes?

Bill, you know, I
sure do appreciate

you goin' over to
Independence with me

and help me straighten out
things about my pappy.

Cannonball, what in the world
are you packing that thing for?

You don't think I'm gonna
let you square the accounts

with the men who dry-gulched
my own pappy, do you?

Well, I hadn't
thought about it,

but I do know this.

You've got to find him first.

What are you
looking at, Bill?

Have you got that
newspaper I was reading?

We'd better get aboard.

I have an idea this is going
to be a very interesting trip.

[SHOUTING COMMAND]

[WHIP CRACKS]

Hey, driver, wait a minute.

[LAUGHING]

I forgot the most important
piece of my baggage, driver.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[WHIP CRACKS]

♪ Have you heard about
the big adventure ♪

♪ Happened on a
stagecoach long ago? ♪

♪ He got on at Dallas ♪

♪ She got on at Wallace ♪

♪ I read it in the
paper, so I know ♪

♪ They were passin' through ♪

♪ They were strangers, too ♪

♪ And the trip
was mighty long ♪

♪ The whole darn ride,
they were side by side ♪

♪ While the stage
went bumping along ♪

[WHISTLING]

♪ She was young and shy
and he winked his eye ♪

♪ As he whistled her a song ♪

♪ Then pretty quick,
they were getting thick ♪

♪ While the stage
went bumping along ♪

[WHISTLING]

♪ The chassis swayed,
the horses neighed ♪

♪ The wheels went
bumpety-bump ♪

♪ He held her hand,
and like a band ♪

♪ His heart went
thumpety-thump ♪

♪ So they stopped the hack
at the parson's shack ♪

♪ And he tied them
good and strong ♪

♪ Then back they climbed
and they pulled the blind ♪

♪ While the stage
went bumping along ♪

♪ While the stage
went bumping along ♪

♪ Along ♪

♪ The stage went
bumping along ♪

[SIGHS] Boy,
wasn't that good?

I'm glad you got that
out of your system

'cause there ain't
gonna be anymore.

Anybody got a match?

You got a match?

Oh, I'm sorry, I
didn't hear you.

I was kind of interested
in this paper.

That's all you've done
since we left Pawnee.

Must be mighty
interesting reading.

It is.

All about this fellow they say is
the toughest man west of Kansas.

Must be a pretty tough hombre
from what it says here.

Say what his name was?

Cash Jennings.

Doesn't happen to be a picture of him
there with that writing, does there?

No.

But I can give you a pretty
good description of him.

Go ahead.

Well, he's about 6'2"

and weighs about 210.

That might fit anybody.

Yes, but this fellow's got black
hair and wears a mustache.

And when last seen,

wore a checked shirt with
a vest, black pants,

and carried a white
pearl-handled Colt.

Come to think of it, that
description might fit you.

I'm waiting to hear you
say that it doesn't.

No harm meant.

I was just telling you what it says
here in the paper about Jennings.

You weren't thinking of
catching up with Jennings

and turning him in, were you?

No, I wasn't doing what
you might call thinkin',

but I was kind of
playin' with the idea.

Maybe somethin'
changed your mind?

CASH: I said that maybe
you'd changed your mind?

Driver, pull up at
the station ahead.

Somebody is gettin' out.

I never change my mind without
a good reason, Jennings.

Never try that with a man
who's got his mind made up.

I'll take your gun.

Whoa. Whoa.

All right, Cash, step out.

Thanks, Cannonball.

I knew that rifle would
be good for something.

Who was doing the shooting?

My friend here.

Gentlemen, here's a man I'm
sure you'll be pleased to meet,

Cash Jennings.

Cash Jennings?

Why, you're right.

We've been looking for
him for a long time.

Take care of him, Buell.

We appreciate that
kind of service,

right on our front doorstep.

Who shall we say delivered
that surprise package?

Well, it doesn't make much
difference now that you've got him.

We're in kind of a hurry
to get to Independence

and if you won't mind,
we'll get rolling.

Well, thanks, anyway.

[DRIVER SHOUTING COMMANDS]

That serves that
big galoot right.

Don't like my singing.
He gives me a big pain.

Hey, Bill, look at that boy
and that girl riding double.

That ain't the way we done our
courting back in Georgia.

Well, they don't look too
happy for a courting couple.

No, sir.

There's a Texas brand on that
horse that boy was ridin',

and that girl didn't
seem at all happy.

Whoa.

[CHUCKLES] She ain't gonna
throw me this time.

[GRUNTS]

No, it didn't throw you.

You can get
yourself tangled up

more than any man I ever saw.

[SIGHS]

You know, Bill, I
ain't really clumsy.

[LAUGHING]

Just unlucky, that's all.

Hey, Pop, Pop, Peale's
riding into town right now.

Marsha's with him.

I'll teach that young feller a
lesson he never will forget.

And when I get through
with her this time,

she won't never
run away no more.

They're laying for that same boy and
girl we passed back on the road.

Johnny! Johnny.

So we caught you anyhow.

A fine business, running
away from your own kin.

Bringing shame on
your whole family.

But I'll teach you...

Don't touch her
with that quirt.

Say, this here's
my own niece,

and that there young squirt,

why, he ain't no better than a...
a kidnapper.

That's what he
is, a kidnapper.

If I was you, mister, I'd
just keep out of this.

Hey, Bill, I'm kind of
needing me some advice here.

I don't know whether I should
shoot that old coot first

or this big bull
here with that gun

or should I nail that little
skinny lizard with the knife.

Sorry, Cannonball,

but if there's to be any shooting,
I'm feeling kind of selfish.

Well, I ain't letting
this hammer down slow

unless they put away that
knife there and that gun.

Why, I wasn't aiming to
hit her with the quirt.

What is this anyhow?

We don't stand for no
gunplay in this town.

It's mighty nice of you
to tell these gentlemen.

Marshal, we're preferring charges
of kidnapping against him.

He went and stole
Marsha away.

It is not true, Marshal.

I went off with
Johnny of my own...

Hey, Bill, what's that old coot
trying to do, commit suicide?

You quit threatening people
with that there rifle.

Put it away, Cannonball.

The marshal sounds
mighty convincing.

Don't worry about
him, Marshal.

What about this boy?

Well, kidnapping's a mighty
serious charge in this territory.

Then if I were you, I'd take
your prisoner and lock him up

where he'll be safe.

It's a good thing for you the circuit
judge gets in town tomorrow,

a mighty good thing. Come on.

Let's go, Cannonball.

A stranger in town is apt to be
judged by the company he keeps.

He can't talk to
us like that.

He did.

Somebody better tell Jessup.

Pa and me will go over.

You take Marsha out to the ranch and
see that that's where she stays.

Come on, Pa.

Find her?

Yeah, we found
her, all right.

The marshal's got
Peale locked up.

And Dade took the girl
back to the ranch.

All right, we'll have
the wedding tomorrow.

You'd better, and quick.

Why, what's the hurry?

You tell him.

Well, Hi means that...

Taylor's son come
back to town.

Cannonball?

I've never seen him before,

but the fellow with him
called him Cannonball.

Yeah, and the tall hombre that's
backing his play don't scare easy.

He don't scare at all.

Well, neither do I.

Who is he? What's his name?

The only name we
heard was Bill.

Don't know the rest of it.

He looks like a mighty handy
man with the irons, Juneau.

I told you I didn't scare.

As for bills, well, I always make a
point of paying mine off personally.

[LAUGHING]

You hear that, Hi?
That's a good one.

He pays his bills personal.

I don't think he'll
find it quite so funny.

I'll bet he won't.

Bill, you still ain't told
me where we're goin'.

You ain't forgotten what we
come over here for, have you?

No, but the reception we got
when we arrived in town

was kind of interesting.

Yeah, but me, I always
say, one thing at a time.

I'm afraid that won't
work here, Cannonball.

You see, I have never yet seen
just one bad apple in a barrel.

Well, I'm just a buck private
in this here man's army.

Where we going, General?

Right now, I'm going over
and talk to that gent

who wears the
marshal's badge.

Well, he ain't going to
tell you nothing, not him.

You never can tell.

The town lawman might be
able to tell us a little bit

about why things happen,

and maybe who gunned
down your dad.

Good afternoon, Marshal.

What's the idea in
sneaking in here?

I thought we should get
better acquainted.

What's your name?

Bemis. Bemis?

Hickok is my name.
Bill Hickok.

Not Wild Bill Hickok?

Folks have got to
calling me that.

Folks who didn't
agree with me.

But I'm really a
peaceable man.

Looking for
something, Marshal?

Yeah. Where's that
other feller?

The one who looks like a
groundhog and packs a rifle.

Oh, he's watching you.

Huh?

Let me tell you, Hickok, I'm
the marshal of this here town

and I don't stand for no
gun-toting shenanigans.

Then maybe you weren't around
when Dan Taylor was dry-gulched.

Taylor? What has he
got to do with it?

I was just wondering.

I got a good mind to throw
you in the calaboose.

I find fault with both
those statements.

Both them statements?

Whether you've got a good
mind or not is open to proof.

And furthermore, I doubt whether you
could put me in that calaboose.

What are you after anyhow?

I want to see your prisoner.

He ain't allowed no visitors.

I'm not a visitor.
I'm his lawyer.

Well, he ain't told
me about no lawyer,

and if he ain't told
me, he ain't got none.

Weren't you just asking
about my assistant,

the one with the gun?

Well, all right,

but don't you try no tricks,
because I'll be watchin'.

CANNONBALL: And don't you try
any tricks either, Marshal,

'cause I'll be watchin', too.

Peale, this feller
says he's your lawyer.

I hope you don't
mind, Marshal,

but I want to talk
to my client alone.

Peale, there are a few
questions I'd like to ask you.

I don't want any lawyer.

But you've got one.

Who are you, anyway?

Right now that doesn't
make much difference.

Son, there's a
question in my mind

as to whether you're
ever coming to trial.

What are you drivin' at?

I've got an idea there are a
couple of people in this town

who'd rather not hear what
you've got to say in court.

Oh, they wouldn't
dare do that.

I believe I can help
you, if you'll let me.

How?

Well, I don't know yet,

but first, you've got
to do a lot of talking,

and I want the truth
from you, Peale.

Why are they so anxious to keep you
and the girl from getting married?

I can't tell you that.

Please, you've got
to understand me.

I'm trying to understand,

but you're not
making much sense.

It would make sense
if you knew Jessup.

Jessup? Who's he?

No, I'm not saying anything.

Marsha wouldn't
be safe a minute.

Well, what I can't figure out is what
Marsha has to do with this fellow Jessup.

Don't keep asking me.

I tell you, I just
can't tell you.

Well, all right, son.

What's your name?

Finney, sir.

Abel Finney, Jr.

[CANNONBALL LAUGHING]

Abel Finney, Jr. Ain't
that a funny name, Bill?

And can you imagine, he says
he's the prosecuting attorney

for this sink of iniquity.

Bandits.

Threatening qualified
servants of the law,

invading the premises.

Cannonball, put
that gun down.

Don't you know you shouldn't threaten
qualified servants of the law

and invade the premises?

You've got to treat
officers with respect.

Oh, Bill, I was just
entertaining them.

I was telling them
about the time

I scalped old George
Mackus by mistake.

You're to blame for this.

Oh, Mr. Prosecutor,
surely you must know

that every man is innocent
until proved guilty.

Certainly I know it.

If there's anything I
know, it's the law.

Well, in that case,
I'd be very careful

before I accused anybody of
being responsible for anything.

I came here to see my client.

Your client?

Yes. I'm representing
Johnny Peale,

and if you're interested, I'm holding
both you and the marshal responsible

for his appearance
in court tomorrow

and for the conduct
of a proper trial.

Oh, Bill, good night.

I was just going to
tell them about the

time I heaved the
hand-axe at Billy Barton

and threw it just
a little high

and put a dadgum part right
down the middle of the hair.

Maybe they'd rather hear it
another time, Cannonball.

Now, if you'll just
load that rifle,

maybe we can kill one
bird for two crimes.

[LAUGHING]

[PLAYING HARMONICA]

There's two of them now.

Well, let's go then.

Where do you think
you're goin'?

Oh, I just thought
I'd go to bed.

What for? It's early yet.

Better sit down and wait
till Pop gets back.

Oh, please, Dade,

if he wants to see me,
h-he can wake me up.

I'm not going to
try and run off.

You'd better not.

Stay here and keep your eye
on your friend in there.

Why did you come out here?

Has anything
happened to Johnny?

No, ma'am, not yet.

You see, I want
to help you two,

but he's afraid of what may
happen to you if he talks.

Oh, he shouldn't be afraid.

They wouldn't dare
do anything to me.

Johnny seems to
think they might.

What's Jessup got
to do with this?

Well, if one of you
doesn't start to talk,

there's not going to be
much I'll be able to do.

HICKOK: You want to
marry him, don't you?

MARSHA: Oh, yes, that's where we
were going when they caught us.

You can't marry a man
who's in jail for life,

or what's worse, never gets
a chance to stand trial.

[CHOKING]

Bill!

Bill!

Bill!

[GRUNTING]

RED: What do you think
of the trial tomorrow?

JOE: I don't see any sense in
trying a case like that, anyhow.

You're right. A 100% right.

Well, if the Crawleys go down to
jail and hold their own trial

before the judge gets here,

it'll not only save
the county expense,

but it'll save them having a family
shame like that aired in open court.

If I was one of the Crawleys, I'd have
that young Peale tied to a tree right now.

JOE: Just let 'em say the
word, I'll help 'em.

RED: That's right.

[MEN CLAMORING] JESSUP: Now, now,
wait a minute, boys, wait a minute.

I wasn't recommending
anything.

I was just sort of, well,
thinkin' out loud.

You don't mind if I
think out loud, do you?

No, I never object
to a man thinkin',

as long as he's careful
how he thinks.

I never worry much
about my thinkin'.

It just kind of takes
care of itself.

And now let me introduce
my assistant,

Cannonball Taylor.

[GUN COCKING]

And I'd like to
introduce myself.

My name is Bill Hickok.

Hickok?

Sorry, it doesn't
mean a thing to me.

Do you mind if I give
you a word of advice?

Not at all.

I understand that this afternoon
you interested yourself

in something that
didn't concern you.

It might not have
concerned me at the time.

Well, Hickok, it doesn't
concern you now.

We welcome strangers
in Independence,

but we see to it that they
mind their own business.

I'm a lawyer, Mr. Jessup,

and a part of my business
is drawing up wills

for men who haven't
got long to live.

Have you made your
will, Jessup?

I don't think there's
any hurry about that.

Another part of my business
is conducting trials.

And there's going to
be a trial tomorrow.

I hope that makes
sense to you.

You men are being smart.

This gun goes off with
a hurrah and a bang.

I hate to interfere with
your plans, Jessup,

but it would be
unwise for anyone,

anyone at all, to leave this place
within the next few minutes.

[SIGHS]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

They're here, Jessup.

Be right out.

You boys stay around the place.
I may need you.

Okay.

Well, where's Dade?

He got shot up last night.

Red, take her over to court
and keep an eye on her.

That won't be hard to do.
Come on.

What's going to happen if things
don't turn out right in court?

I told you I'd take
care of you, didn't I?

All you've got to do
when they get you on

the stand is what I
told you last night.

That talk's easy, Jessup,

but those lawyers can ask a lot
of embarrassing questions.

I almost hope this one does.

Why do you say that?

Because the sooner
he opens his mouth,

the sooner I'm going to stick
my foot in it, boot and all.

You coming over?

No, not yet.

If anything happens,
Red will let me know.

The old man would feel
better if you was there.

I'll be there
when I'm needed.

I'm waiting for some boys to
show up, boys I can trust.

Nice day for a trial,
isn't it, gentlemen?

I'm gonna kill that man.

Maybe you'll get your chance.

[ALL CHATTERING]

[GAVEL BANGING]

CLERK: Everybody get up.

This here court, Judge
Plunkett presiding,

is now open for business.

Everybody sit down.

[GAVEL BANGS]

[ALL CHATTERING]

Quiet! Quiet!

Take your hats off.

This is Circuit
Court Number 12

and I am in full
charge of the same.

Now if there's any doubt
in your minds about that,

just pay attention
to this 10 gauge.

It's loaded with a buckshot.

My wife tells me I ain't
got much patience,

and she's right.

I don't stand for no swearing or
hollering or taking on in my court.

So if you see anybody with
an impulse like that,

you'd better stop 'em quick

because when this blows,
she blows awful wide.

Oh, yeah, I just recollected,

this town's got a reputation
that smells to the high heavens.

I aim to clear that atmosphere
before I leave here today.

Now, this here is a
kidnapping case.

Well, I don't know
much about kidnapping,

but I promise you I'll
do a bang-up job.

You lawyers ready?

The prosecution is ready.

The defense is ready.

Well, then what are
we waiting for?

Let's hear your case.

Oh, yeah, we got
to have a jury.

Hey, you 12 men over there on my right
there in those two aisles, stand up.

Any of you drunk
or half-witted

or got an impediment that'll
keep you from thinking straight?

All right, you're the jury.

Sit over here.

You got through the gate first.
You're foreman.

Sit there on the end.

Now, keep your ears open
and your mouths shut

and we'll get
along all right.

Either one of you lawyers want to
challenge any of these jurors?

No!

All right, let's
hear your case.

[CLEARING THROAT]

Your Honor,

we intend to prove that the
defendant, said John Peale...

Don't tell me what you intend to prove.
Just prove it.

Well, but, Your Honor...

Do you want to hear
a lot of hot air

about what he
intends to prove?

No, Your Honor.

I'm quite satisfied that
the court is well able

to judge the merits of this case
without any unnecessary conversation.

And don't you go to wasting my
time with any long speeches.

Of course not, Your Honor,

and just so we don't waste any
more of the court's time,

I'd like some bench warrants issued now
so that I can summon my witnesses.

I object! Your Honor,
he can't do that!

Get off the platform!

He can't, huh?

Clerk, give this here lawyer
them bench warrants he wants.

Hey, take off your hat.

Who are you?

My assistant, Your Honor.

I'd like him to serve
these bench warrants.

All right, but tell him to
keep his hat off in my court.

Yes, Your Honor. Keep your
hat off in the courtroom.

And you, Mr. Prosecutor,
if you got any witnesses,

get 'em up here on the stand.

FINNEY: Your Honor, my first
witness will be Mr. Rufus Crawley.

PLUNKETT: All right, get him up
here in the chair and swear him in.

What's up? Hickok's
trying to pull something.

Well, don't stand there like a dummy.
Start talkin'.

He's getting the judge to
sign some sort of papers,

warrants or something
for witnesses.

Witnesses? Why, he's
got no witnesses.

Must be some sort of a trick.

That's why I come
out and told you.

I don't know who
his witnesses are,

but I know a way to
take care of 'em.

Come on inside.

Joe, get my gun.

Hank, Shorty, come
here, all of you.

Hickok's just gotten warrants
to bring in some witnesses.

I want you all to go over and cover
every window in that courthouse.

I'm going over to
court now myself.

Keep your eyes glued on me, and if
things don't seem to be going my way,

I'll give you a signal.

I want you to start that crowd
yelling to string up Peale.

That ain't gonna be so easy.

Some of those people may
think he's innocent.

You just get the
thing started.

I'll handle the rest.
Now beat it.

Now, Mr. Crawley, you say you
are the girl's legal guardian?

That's just what I am.

And you were her guardian on
the morning of March the 16th?

Now, let me see...

If Crawley knows anything
about this case,

let him say it himself.

Look here, Crawley, if you got any
testimony this court wants to hear,

get it out of your system.

Otherwise, you can step down.

FINNEY: Go ahead, Mr.
Crawley.

I'm sure the court will overlook your
nervousness after all you've been through.

Well, there ain't
much to tell.

This here no-good Peale come out and
made Marsha a lot of fancy promises.

Then he waited
for his chance.

As soon as our
backs was turned,

he grabbed her and
made off with her.

Why, that lying old devil.

There he sits now, him
and his fancy lawyer,

laughing at the shame he
brought on Marsha and us.

Is that the whole story?

FINNEY: Well, these are the barest
facts of the case, Your Honor.

There's a great deal
more I wish to bring

out to color it for you
so that you may...

Get off my desk.

I ain't interested
in no colors.

Facts is what I want, and facts
is what I'm going to get.

You got any more to say?

You want to ask this here
witness any questions?

HICKOK: Yes, Your Honor.

Go to it.

[ALL CHATTERING]

There's Callie.

My wife, too.

Silence! Silence!
What is all this?

Who are these women?

If you'll permit
me, Your Honor,

these ladies are
my witnesses.

Your Honor, I object!

Why, this is a
travesty on the law.

I told you to keep
off my platform!

Objection overruled. Shut up.

[ALL LAUGHING]

Quiet! Quiet! Quiet.

I'm through talkin'.

But, Your Honor... Sit down!

There you are, Bill,
all six of 'em.

The rest of the jury
ain't even married.

And here's the old
buzzard's whip.

I want you to keep
your eye on Jessup.

I'd kind of like
him to stay here.

Jessup.

If I may, Your Honor, I
think I can explain this.

Explain it?

Why, Your Honor, these ladies
are wives of six of the jury.

This is an outrage!

I think the jurors can judge for
themselves whether that's an outrage.

[PEOPLE CHUCKLING]

What'd you bring them
into court for, mister?

As witnesses.

But, Your Honor,
he can't do that!

For once you're right!

Look here, young fellow,

I've been pretty lenient
with you so far

because you've been smart
enough not to yell at me

like I was in the
next county.

But you can't get
away with this.

HICKOK: Well, in that
case, Your Honor,

you might as well
sentence the boy

without listening to anything he
might say in his own defense.

What's that?

There is no question

that Marsha Crawley ran
off with my client.

You mean you're entering
a plea of guilty.

Far from it, Your Honor.

I said that Miss Crawley
ran off with my client.

And I'm sure that these six
ladies can convince the court

that she had good reason to.

Your Honor, I object!

This is irrelevant,
immaterial

and has no bearing
whatsoever on the case!

Look here, mister,

you hear what I said
about hollering before?

A-And that's enough of
that kind of language.

How do you expect to get a
fair decision from a jury

when you got half their
wives on your side?

I was depending on the court's sense
of justice to instruct the jury

that their relationship to these
witnesses must bear no weight.

Of course, if the court
would rather not...

Who said the court
would rather not?

All we're interested in is the...
is the truth.

Realizing that, Your Honor,

is the reason I
summoned these ladies.

To help the court
get at the truth.

I felt that they would
be of great benefit

serving, Your Honor,
as expert witnesses.

Expert? What kind of
experts are they?

I feel that even the prosecutor
will grant that they are qualified

to judge whether my client forced
Miss Crawley into running away.

Well, I don't know what you're
getting at, young fella,

but go ahead for
the time being.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Crawley, is this your quirt?

Why, I... It, uh...

Answer yes or no.

You stole it and I'll
have the law on you!

Look here, Crawley,

you're gonna get more law than
you can shake a stick at,

if you don't stop that
hog-calling in my court!

Now, is it or is
it not your quirt?

Yes. Yes what?

Yes, Judge.

Who asked you to be polite?

I mean, is it, yes, it is
your quirt, or, no, it ain't?

It belongs to me.

I'd like to enter this as
Exhibit A for the defense.

You got any objections?

Accepted.

[ALL LAUGHING]

HICKOK: Thank
you, Your Honor.

And now I'd like to
introduce Exhibit B.

Exhibit B, Miss
Marsha Crawley.

I, Your Honor... I... I...

PLUNKETT: You what?

I object.

You object to what?

Trying to make an exhibit
out of a person.

He can't do that.

He can't?

Why, certainly, Your
Honor, he can't.

Well, since you know so much,

maybe you can point me out
the law that says that?

Well, no, Your Honor, but
it stands to reason.

Not to my reason, it don't.

Son, what are you
trying to get at?

The quirt and the girl
are the two things

I'd like to have examined
by the expert witnesses.

And if it pleases the court,

since these ladies are of
unquestionable integrity,

I'd like to suggest
that they conduct

their examination
in the anteroom.

I object! I object!

That's one trick he ain't
gonna get away with.

Maybe you can tell me why?

Because the law says the
witnesses ain't allowed

to take the evidence out of the
court unless they're watched.

Finney, are you insinuating

that my wife can't be trusted
without being watched?

Yeah, how about that?

Yeah, what about that?
You know so much.

Can he or can't he?

Well, maybe he can.

This court don't
take no maybes.

Can he or can't he?

Well, I guess, um...
I mean, he can.

And you ain't got
no objections?

[SIGHS]

No objections.

Ladies, you take these two
exhibits into the next room

and get back here as
quick as you can.

[ALL CHATTERING]

[GUN COCKS]

We don't want you
to leave yet.

If the court pleases,

would you appoint one of these
ladies to speak for the group?

You ladies all in agreement?

We sure are, Judge, and
we got plenty to say.

Then you can step right up here
in the chair and have your say.

Clerk, stop wasting time.
Swear in the witness.

FINNEY: This is highly
irregular, Your Honor.

You'll get your chance.

Do you swear to
tell the truth,

and nothing but the
truth, so help you God?

I do.

HICKOK: Did you examine the
body of Miss Marsha Crawley?

CALLIE: You bet we did.

Hey, Mr. Judge, look who's
trying to sneak out.

I'll judge the
whole lot of you.

What do you mean yelling
out in open court?

I believe, Your Honor, he was
only calling your attention

to the fact that Crawley's son
might be needed here later.

Crawley's son, eh?

You're staying right in this courtroom,
brother. Sit right down there.

I believe you had two
exhibits to examine.

Will you tell the court exactly what
you found in those examinations?

That girl was beat
with this quirt.

That's what we found.

Welts on her shoulders and
arms as big as my finger.

What?

Who done that?

Why didn't you tell me that?

Jessup said not to.

Your Honor...

Objection overruled.

Oh, I... I wasn't
objecting, Your Honor.

PLUNKETT: You wasn't?

No, I simply wanted to tell you that I
would like to withdraw from this case.

Oh, you would, would you?

There are certain phases of this
case that I was not familiar with.

Mister, there's a lot of things
you ain't familiar with.

And one thing is, you ain't
backing out of this now.

You started it, didn't you?

There's no law that says
I have to stay here.

Oh, there ain't, huh?

Ever hear of
contempt of court?

Yes, but you can't...

There, now you done it!

Marshal, I sentence this galoot
to 30 days for contempt of court.

Take him away.

You can't lock up
the prosecutor.

No.

What's your name?

Marshal Bemis.

Well, get him out of here,
or for the next six months

you ain't going to have
a name, just a number.

I'm gonna appeal
that 30 days.

Another 30 days. Second offense.
Appeal that, too.

[ALL CHATTERING]

Quiet! Quiet!

Young fella, you're nothing
but an out-and-out slicker.

[CHUCKLING]

But you get results.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Now is there anything else you
found or wish to tell the court?

I got a few things to tell,

and they're all aimed at that
good-for-nothing I'm married to.

That girl was no
more kidnapped

than I was when
I married you.

And if you want to
live home anymore,

you better decide
this case right.

Now don't get
excited, Callie.

The jury's got nothing
to do with it.

This is a plain
case of perjury.

Charges against Johnny
Peale dismissed.

[ALL CHEERING]

And I sentence Rufe Crawley to 10 years
in the calaboose for lying in my court.

[ALL CHEERING]

Quiet!

Quiet! Quiet! Quiet!

And I'm just getting started.

Your Honor, there's another
case I'd like to try

which does not appear
on the docket.

Oh, letting your success
get to your head, huh?

I don't consider the
case just tried

turned out as it
did because of me.

I was only interested in
bringing out the truth.

Well, what's this other case?

Before I mention it,

I'd like to call your
attention to the fact

that this court is without
a marshal or a prosecutor.

Yeah, I know that.

And in order to try this
case I have in mind,

it'll be necessary
to have both.

I'd like to volunteer the services
of myself and Cannonball Taylor

to fill those posts
temporarily.

Well, I ain't appointing
any officers till

I find out what you're
getting at first.

We have a witness in court,
Miss Marsha Crawley,

who can prove that Dan Taylor was murdered
a few weeks ago by Juneau Jessup.

[ALL CLAMORING]

What's going on out there?

Never mind. Get the cash box.

We're making tracks
out of here.

Look out! The back door.

[RIFLE FIRES]

Cannonball.

Wait, this is my job.

[GUN FIRING]

Oh, Judge, about Jessup.

Oh, shooting Jessup
was a public service.

Besides, it saved the
state a lot of money.

We don't have to feed him.

Don't bother me
about that now.

I've gotta make out
this wedding license.

[ACCORDION PLAYING
WEDDING MARCH]

[CHUCKLES]

Oh, uh, telegram
for you, Bill.

The wedding license
is all ready.

All you two have
to do is sign it.

♪ Ro-ro rollin' ♪

♪ A cowboy's got
to keep rollin' ♪

♪ When his job is done
with the settin' sun ♪

♪ He goes ro-ro rollin' ♪

♪ No back-slidin' ♪

♪ A cowboy's got
to keep ridin' ♪

♪ He don't grow no roots
on his high-heeled boots ♪

♪ He goes ro-ro rollin' ♪

♪ Ladies, ladies ♪

♪ Take a tip from me ♪

♪ A cowboy husband ♪

♪ Don't come with a guarantee ♪

♪ He may marry ♪

♪ But don't expect
him to tarry ♪

♪ When he sees a horse,
he's a total loss ♪

♪ He goes ro-ro rollin' ♪

[ALL LAUGHING]

Well, Cannonball,

I'm afraid we're not even gonna
be able to stay for the wedding.

Oh, but you must.

Someone's got to give
the bride away, Hickok.

There's nothing
I'd like better,

but Cash Jennings
broke out of jail.

I turned him in, and it's
my job to get him back.

I wish there was some way we
could show our appreciation.

Oh, forget it.

Hickok, there's one thing I
want to know before you leave.

If I can ever be of
service to the court?

Where did you become
a counselor-at-law?

Well, I'm afraid someone
must have misquoted me.

You see, I said that I was
a counselor at gun law.

Counselor at gun...

[ALL LAUGHING]

That's a hot one.