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And Pharaoh, brother, said quarter to three.

I'm wondering if we're earlier late.

Ah, we're late.

The bank's closed.

I'll be able to get that cashier's check today.

Well, now, you worry about the unimportant stuff.

I'm just wondering how long it'll take us

to get across the street to that saloon.

Stop worrying about the saloon.

That'll be open on midnight or later.

Yeah, but Joe, on a hot day like this,

they might run on a cold beer.

Hey, Mike.

Josh, how you doing?

Joe, how are you?

Sorry, we're late.

We weren't waiting.

Just got here, but the banks are already closed.

Well, we're not going to let that stand, beaters, are we?

We got the money for the herd right here.

Well, we got the money going to do, so we got no bank.

You want to turn it into a cashier's check,

so let's go get one.

Just like that, eh?

Why not?

That enough business with this bank

to rate a couple of favors.

This is Mike's barrel, open up.

Sorry, the bank's closed.

I'm Mike Farrell.

This is Joe Cartwright.

He wants to trade $15,000 for a cashier's check.

He's in a hurry and so am I, so open this door.

Must be new.

I've never seen you before.

Well, not exactly new.

I've been here a month, but I do know you.

I wouldn't have opened the door

except that Mr. Moore, our president,

pointed you out on the street yesterday.

Good.

Let's get out with it.

Nice.

Highly irregular.

I'm not sure Mr. Moore would approve.

Yeah, I'll approve.

We're all taking my business elsewhere.

Besides running a regular about a cash deal,

money right here.

Well, I guess it'll be all right.

Dean $1,120, and please make out of cashier's check

to Joe Cartwright.

Well, Mike Tyler, make sure he'd hit over $1,000, Joe.

Yeah, we would have been sent over.

We lost two cross and creak.

Well, most herds of few heads short.

Pleasure to pay for the extra stairs.

Pleasure to take the extra money.

You got a receipt, Vlogger, on or somewhere?

Yes, sir.

I hit it around here the other day.

Oh, there you are, sir.

Thank you.

Joe, the next time you're up in the Arizona territory,

you stop going to see us.

Here?

Just ask anybody whether your car boy isn't.

I'll tell you what to find.

All right, I'll do it.

Yeah, it's a great spread to your car.

Good hunting, man.

Come and plan to spend a week.

I'd love to if my father ever gives me a week off.

Hey, August, got right.

All right, thank you.

Here's your seat.

Thank you.

Hey, listen, thank you very much.

Sorry we kept you silly.

You don't keep much of a washer down there.

Anybody can walk right in.

I saw you coming.

Well, everything went like we planned it.

Not quite.

What happened to that cashier?

Oh.

You hit him too hard.

I only tapped him.

I swear he had a head made of eggshells.

Where's the money?

Let's get something straight first.

There's a rope in this now.

The price is going up.

I want a bigger cut.

How much?

Down the middle half.

Woo.

Day one.

You make it a third and I won't give you an argument.

And you can count out your share right here and now.

No tricks.

I'm your friend.

Remember, I found you and your wife down in Mexico.

No money, no food,

closing your boots and wanted by the law.

And I haven't taken very good care of you ever since.

Sure you have.

Because you needed a man who knew banks.

We needed each other.

I'll get the money and count it out.

Jackson, how many banks have you peeled to get money to invest in high living and, uh,

race horses that stop to graze, two, three?

More sense of difference.

No difference.

It's just that you're going to ride back to get Lisa and head right for the border again.

And that's a mistake.

Because you're going to wind up broken, hungry just like you did before.

Are you really better over the ranch?

And Lisa loves it there.

She'll like Mexico City much better.

She'll like Mexico City much better.

It's pretty green paper.

It's going to put us right back on top again.

Some of those blanks on the bed and wrap them up good.

Put them on his horse and dump them in the rocks in one of the canines on the way south of here.

What do we do with this horse?

Turn them loose the first day in the inside and we see.

They'll steal them.

I wouldn't have thought of that.

That's the difference between you and the other.

I'm not sure.

I wouldn't have thought of that.

That's the difference between you and me.

Calamityas I know.

There's so much money involved I wanted to come and tell you about it personally.

I've been sick.

Truly sick about this.

Now look, my $15,000 was given to a teller in your bank.

Now, dude saw it and so did the Farrell brothers.

I'm sure they did.

But unfortunately, the man who took your money and made out that check was an imposter.

Now, this bears the genuine signature of our cashier.

If you compare it with the one on the forgery.

Yeah, they're completely different.

So how do I get my money?

I'm deeply sorry, but we can't honor a forgery check.

Wait a minute.

You've got a sheriff in dryer wells.

What's he doing about this?

Trying to find the imposter.

Without success up until the time I left.

We suffered a loss too.

Our cashier was clubbed over the head and died later.

Now, let's my turn to say I'm sorry.

I'll keep these, I might need them.

Dude, settle in horses.

Where are you going?

After the money.

I'm going with you.

I know you're not.

Well, if you in charge of the ranch when he's in San Francisco,

it was my job to deliver in cellos cattle.

I lost the $15,000 and I'll get it back.

Now, what if I go along?

I never vended dry wells.

I'm going to be in a car.

I'm going to be in a car.

I'm going to be in a car.

I'm going to be in a car.

I'm going to be in a car.

I never vended dry wells.

Well, now's your chance.

Back as soon as we can, brother.

Keep dog, brother.

How about you, these are candy?

Mr. Moore, you might as well stick around for supper.

Well, thank you.

That's very nice.

Mr. Jackson.

Lisa.

Yes, Mr. Farrell.

Did the mail come?

No, but I'd like to talk to you anyway.

In the house out of the sun where it's cool.

I don't mind the sun.

I do.

I'm back for ration, son.

Good.

How's the kitchen help treating you?

Just fine. Thank you, Mr. Farrell.

You're way too formal.

Let's make it Mike and Lisa, shall we?

Pedro!

Get in here!

Pedro!

Scrapes!

Throw him out!

And if you ever give Signe or Jackson anything like that again,

I'll slice off your ears and roast him and throw him to the dogs.

It's not his fault.

He gave me what I asked for.

You put steaks in there.

Thick, juicy, tender steaks.

I want corn.

I want potatoes.

I want fresh bread and fresh butter.

See, Pedro.

And two of the best bottles of wine I've got.

Wait a minute.

You've got to yell at them if they don't do anything.

Speaking of wine, what's your pleasure?

Nothing. Thank you.

Lisa, it's not right for you to be living out there in Adobe's shack doing all your wrong work.

I'll let you do it, because it's what your husband wanted.

It was wrong when he was here and it's worse now.

To better days.

Lisa, in this part of the world, the quality lives in the big house.

The hacienda, the jackpot for servants.

This place is full of spare rooms.

Pick anyone you want.

Anyone.

No, Mr. Farrell, I'm afraid my husband would never approve.

I'm afraid my husband would never approve.

I'm afraid my husband would never approve.

I'm afraid my husband would never approve.

To Farrell, I'm afraid my husband would never approve.

Kelly, open up the gate.

Hey, Lisa.

What do we owe the honor of this visit?

I heard your horse. I hoped it was my husband riding in.

It was my brother's been bothering you.

He is persistent.

I'll take care of it.

Thank you.

Made a quick trip.

Maybe even a little quicker than you expected.

Only $500.

Last of the car ride heard.

Quartermaster Fort James satisfied?

Why shouldn't he be? There's no better beef than car ride beef.

We're nothing better than Farrell, do we?

We got the mind up right the way we should.

A little trick with the bank to dry our wells.

We did push right back on top again.

We haven't heard the last of that.

Don't you think I know that?

All I bought was time.

Time to get rid of that herd.

The car rides will be coming over the mountain.

They have boots that do the same thing.

When they get to me, what's in it?

What can they prove?

They bought a herd and they paid cash for it.

We don't know anymore about what happened after that, then they do.

I'm not going to believe that.

We're going to have to fight them.

All right.

We'll fight.

We've got the men.

What do you mean we've got the men?

We've got three guns we can depend on.

Mine, yours and Kelly.

Ohio, more.

There's something else on your mind. Let's have it.

Yeah.

Something else.

I know that that thing in dry wells was just an excuse to get the Jackson's out of Mexico.

I watched you work for a lot of years, Mike.

Adam Jackson didn't know it, but he was dead from the minute you saw Lisa.

You want Lisa?

But she...

I'm not sure.

You want Lisa?

But she doesn't want you, and that's the way it's going to be.

Don't you mouth off of me, boy. You're talking to the man.

I changed your pants, cleaned your messes, wiped your nose and paint your bills ever since you were born.

My bills.

You were the one that couldn't cut loose from the poker tables to your end so deep we had to mortgage the ranch.

My ranch.

I built it.

Our ranch.

Paul left it to both of us.

Get out of here.

How many fights do we have, Mike?

A hundred, two hundred.

And you want them all except the last one?

I could have broken you over my knee if I wanted to.

Not then or now and don't ever try.

Stay away from Lisa.

Stay clear away. Are we going to tangle?

And that'll be the second and last fight you'll lose.

Billy Blake was right in here under this statement all the time.

You and the Furls was in the bank.

Well, Billy was getting on. He didn't see too good. He didn't hear too good.

I guess that's how come somebody could hide in here until he pulled the blinds locked the door.

Oh, no suspects, huh?

We didn't even know what the man looked like until we got to a telegraph.

But we tried anyway as hard as we know how.

You see, Billy was a cousin to my wife's.

Four days before she'd let me stay in the house long enough to eat a meal.

There's nothing more to see in here.

Aside from my 15,000s of the bank was in the bank?

No, the vault was locked.

You know, Mr. Cartwright, the description of that cashier you sent it.

Well, it seems to fit a man who was around here for two or three days before the bank was robbed.

He's plumbed on since.

That's all thing was well planned.

That too.

Bankless clothes vault was locked.

That fake cashier didn't stand to make a sentence unless he knew that you and the pharaohs and the money was going to walk into this bank.

You think he pulled it off alone?

I don't know.

We're not going to know until we catch you.

You just want to walk down the jail with me. I got some coffee.

Sounds good.

Boys, it ain't fresh.

I found him here under some rocks and a stud canyon off Apache Flats.

Got one bullet through the heart.

It's the phoning cashier.

I found this in one of his pockets, and that's all I found on him.

You know what?

Nobody I ever saw.

I've seen everybody around here within two days' ride.

In my opinion, we just slammed into the end of the box canyon.

They came down to docks.

That dead man ain't going to help us none.

Looks to me like it wasn't in this alone.

Only two other people had knew we were bringing $15,000 in that bank.

The pharaoh brothers.

They did kind of open that bank easy, like did they?

What do you know about them, Sheriff?

Not very much.

Except that they're long gone into Arizona territory by now.

The cattle sold, the money stashed, and out of my reach.

Who's the law down there?

Well, there's a territorial marshal rides by the Acabal about one-severe six months.

Outside of that, I...

Feral's pretty much about all the law there is.

Why do I keep this?

Nope.

Let's go see the pharaoh brothers.

Come on out here, they got a real fort down there.

They hire a lot of border gun hands.

You do a slight better stick in your head than a rattler's nest.

Maybe so, but there's no other way to get so.

Come on, that's right.

Joe, just how far is this pharaoh orange?

I figured the Acabal ought to be about another day's ride.

Acabal, you know, that's a name I've been hearing ever since I was a kid.

Uh, Cobo, it's Spanish.

It means I finish.

Yeah, well, I hope it is an air finish.

Well, you're full of witty sands and optimism.

That's what I like about you, dude.

By the way, how are we going to get into the pharaoh, please?

I'm not going to ride up and ride in.

Oh, yeah, just like three fat little quail flying straight into the bells of a shotgun.

Straight forward, that's you, Joe.

Me, I'm a little more, uh, sneaky.

The devious is the word I had in mind, but sneaky will do fine.

I read a story once.

It's about a big fort.

Some soldiers trying to get in.

So they built a big wooden horse,

and they took it up to the gate and left it.

It's Trojan horse, so on.

Doion horse, yeah.

You get past bays and duns, and I'm lost.

The people opened the gate and dragged the horse inside.

There were men inside the horse.

When the soldiers got back, they had the gate open and the battle half won.

Now, it occurs to me.

The two of us would be a lot better off if one of us was inside the fort when the other two rode up.

Are you volunteering?

There's got to be somebody the pharaohs don't know, it seems to come down to me.

Candy, you are sneaky.

You know, if the fighting starts, it'll be you and me that's getting shot at, Joe.

And I'll be the one man who ain't shooting at you.

He thinks of everything, don't he?

How do you figure out him getting inside?

I think I'll get me some boards and build me a horse.

Hey, do you think?

What do you want?

Ian, we'll talk to the boss.

About what?

I'll tell the boss.

That's what you think, mister.

You don't get in here until you tell me what you want.

What's going on out there?

Some saddle tramp wants to seat up, boss.

Well, boss.

All right, open the gate, let him in.

All right, you're in now, what do you want?

Work. I'm a top hand.

You want to go with that gun?

Try me, find out.

Well, he comes right at you, doesn't he?

I like that.

And we can use another hand.

Can't use you, mister.

Tell him to get him out of here.

You're the man, move!

Hurry up, out!

Take him, Kelly!

Tell your hired hand.

To get out of that gun belt without touching the gun.

Dude, he says, Kelly.

Is the kind of man you hired?

He looks like a short and measuring nothing to me.

You want to get out of those gun belts?

I'll show you.

I'll show you.

That won't be necessary.

I guarantee you, no gun play.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

He took our best hand apart without even working up a sweat.

We need him.

Maybe.

Where you from?

Different places.

What places?

Virginia City, Gold Hill, Carson,

Turnipaw, Dry Wells, all of it.

All right.

I went ten dollars more a month than he's getting.

Well, you're worth it.

You're hired, friend.

Thank you, kindly.

I'm Mrs. Lisa Jackson.

Is that my new for you?

I heard you say you were from the north.

Dry Wells.

That's one of the places I stopped at you.

My husband is up there.

On business.

I wondered if you might have seen him.

Jackson?

No, I don't think I met anybody with that name.

He's done.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

He's dark.

Curly hair, hazel eyes, from stash.

Well.

Lisa, see you've had her new hand.

We were just talking about Dry Wells.

She was asking me about her husband.

Ma'am, I'm sorry.

I didn't meet anybody with that name.

But I was just in there long enough to say,

Howdy and goodbye.

Yes.

Well thanks anyway.

Thanks.

Pretty woman.

Yeah.

You came in from a perennial oil.

Along with you on the trail.

Three or four weeks.

You've moved around along, huh?

I don't stay right.

I don't like what I see.

No offense.

I wasn't trying to pry.

It's just that outside news is

Scarcer around here than dancing girls.

I thought something might have happened along the way.

Nope.

Oh, there was a bank robbery in Dry Wells.

Something different about it.

I never did get the straight of that.

I guess you know there's more to your job

than discarding that gate.

Gun hand pay, there usually is.

Mrs. Jackson is the worrying kind.

That robbery had nothing to do with her husband.

No point in telling her about it.

I wasn't planning to.

Good.

That she lives in a doe bee out back.

She asked me to see nobody bothers her.

All her husband's gone.

If I'm not around, that's part of your job.

Keep everybody away from there.

Including my brother.

Well, that might not sit too good.

I hired Han chasing the boss.

The boss.

I hired you.

I didn't say anything about chasing.

You just walk up and stand there until he leaves.

Kelly!

Over here.

If Mike wants to know why you're there, just tell him to ask me.

All right.

We'll do.

Take over here. Candy's going to get something to eat.

That's what I was going to do.

Look, you've already hit the kitchen twice.

There's time candies first.

Digging right in, ain't you?

Making yourself a home?

I'm doing what I'm told, just like you.

Yeah.

Well, I'll tell you something.

You're shining up to the wrong fella.

Josh is just the pup.

Mike runs this spread.

And something else.

You and me, we ain't through yet.

We got one to go.

Well, you try it.

You might get self-arrased.

When I'm ready.

And you may as well give that saddle to yours away,

because you sure ain't going to be needing it.

I'm going to go.

Nice evening, Lisa.

It's pleasant out here, isn't it?

Yes, it is, Mr. Farrell.

Still, Mr. Farrell.

Lisa, I don't want to hurt you.

But I've got to tell you the truth.

I don't think you're ever going to see your husband again.

On that ride up north way, he talked about California

and a fresh start.

I didn't mention it before because...

Well, I just couldn't find the right words.

But, Lisa, he's not coming back.

He just... just rode on west.

I don't believe you.

Wait.

I know how hard it is to accept

because of the way you feel about him.

But it's true.

I even lied about the mail for the same reason.

The mail from the north comes twice a week,

not once every two weeks, like I said.

I've had four letters from dry well since we got back.

Good night, Mr. Farrell.

Wait, Lisa.

There's something else.

You don't have to worry.

Because I'm going to see to it that you don't want for anything, ever.

Not for the rest of your life.

And I'll be proud to do it, Lisa.

I don't want anything from you, Mr. Farrell.

All right.

I spoke too soon.

Think about it, Lisa.

I break my back to make you happy.

Miss Jackson?

Fresh water.

We told you to fetch anything.

I asked him to, Mr. Farrell.

Thank you very much, Candy.

Good night.

You take a lot on yourself, boy.

After this, after this!

Candy will do Lisa's chores.

She likes it better that way.

And so do I.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night.

I guess we're getting close.

Since I got a tramp in there all dusty and sweating,

I guess this time old bone bag of me did a little trick.

Ooh, son.

This rock don't have to be big enough to hurt him.

Come on, son.

Just so he knows it's there.

And now look at that.

strut down there and to that THIS thing safe it'smetal.

Good night, princess.

I couldn't stop with that attributes here.

Hey, what?

How are you doing?

Your are spraying OK.

I got a Loss of blood.

For always sharing the teeth with your membrane!

Right, how about opening up like this, eh?

Tell you tell me who you are.

Well, you're going to stand there spotting questions.

Will a couple of pilgrims die at first?

Who is it?

Joe Cartwright.

Open the gate and let them in.

Josh, look who's here.

Joe Cartwright!

Joe Cartwright!

Joe Cartwright!

Joe Cartwright!

Joe Cartwright!

Joe Cartwright!

Joe Cartwright!

Joe Cartwright!

Joe Cartwright!

Joe, how are you?

Fine, Mike, anything.

You remember, dude, don't you?

Yeah, you better.

Dude, come right in.

You did a lame horse.

You made it.

Yeah.

Joe was candy.

One of my men, now he'll take care of your horses for you.

Howdy.

Candy?

Mm-hmm.

Come on, you gotta be kidding.

Nobody's getting made by candy.

Come on in the house.

I got something to cut the dust out of your throat.

That's a horse, candy.

Yeah, Joe, the Akawa's a great little spread.

Of course, it's just the Lero country down here, you know.

Worder gang strike without warning.

Still everything but your bones.

That's why the fences in the guards outside.

Gotta be very careful in the hills, but the hunting's great.

I brag the cart right about our hunting brother, Josh.

Now it looks like we've got to prove it.

Gentlemen, here's to a strong drink, a hot bath, and a soft bed.

Just for the man he's after a long ride, Joe.

Dude.

Mike, the hospitality is great, but this isn't a pleasure trip.

Oh?

Well, I don't understand.

It left $15,000 like cashiers check back out of the bank.

That's a forgery.

It's no good the bank won't honor it.

Forgery?

But how could that be?

We both stood there and watched him make it out.

The man was an imposter.

Real cashier was hit on the head, died before he regained consciousness.

Well, I don't believe it.

Josh?

Well, if you say it's true, it's true, but I can't see how it's true.

I can't see how...

I didn't know that man.

He said I'd been pointed out to him.

I'd never seen him before.

That's why he let us in the door.

I'd love to help you, Joe, but you saw and heard what I saw and heard.

Josh, can you add anything with that?

No, except, uh, another drink might ease the pain a little.

Yeah, it's a good idea.

Joe, I don't know what to say.

I thought I made a clean deal.

Bought a herd.

Paid cash and got a receipt.

Man, I bought a phony $15,000 cashier's check.

Well, you don't expect me to pay for the herd twice, do you, Joe?

No, I don't expect you to pay twice.

I, uh, I just thought you might be able to help me find him.

Well, I told you. I've never seen him before.

Yeah, that's right. You told me, didn't you?

All right.

There must be somebody in dry wells knows that man.

It was me. I, I talked to every man, woman, and kid in that town.

We already have no luck.

Well, it's, uh, it's gonna be two or three days before Dude's horse is ready to travel.

I hope that invitation to be your house guest till hold.

Sure, sure it does.

If Dude wants to make a swap way, he can have his choice of our stock.

No, thanks.

Me and old bonebag been through a lot together.

I'll keep him.

Speaking of old bonebags, we better check on him.

Thanks for the drink. We'll see you around.

Right.

Right.

How's the leg? Good, good.

You doing it good?

This is what I expected, mother.

This woman out back, waiting for her husband to come back on dry wells.

He's long overdue.

Her pictures in that locker, you're carrying.

How long do you think it'll take to heal?

I don't know. Two or three days anyway.

I thought there's the bunkhouse circle coming back.

I'll cover.

Some box stalls in the barn. I'll get some medicine for this leg.

Thank you very much.

On our wedding day, he said he'd carry this as long as he lived.

I knew he was dead.

I wouldn't believe it.

But I knew.

But I knew.

We were very close.

Even when we had to be apart, he was with me.

Inside.

A gentle, glowing warmth, always there.

When I woke up, suddenly cold and empty and alone.

There was nothing there. Nothing at all.

And I knew.

Oh, wait. He made mistakes.

He got into trouble, trying to get money to buy me the things he thought I wanted.

And all I ever wanted was him.

Hey.

Miss Jackson's woodpow is down and nothing.

You'd rather ask me to rack up enough for a week or two.

My husband was working for them.

He stole your money for them.

And they killed him.

And they're gonna pay for it, Mrs. Jackson, right now.

Mr. Cartwright, I believe I can help you.

I think you better stay out of it.

Oh, don't worry about me.

I'm already dead.

I died with my husband.

Well, it took you long enough.

Wait a minute.

Stay here and watch the gates of light study different.

You want me to do what?

I want you to open your safe so I can have a look inside.

Do you think your money's in there?

Yeah.

Yeah, I think you're playing this whole thing right from the start.

There's money in there, but it's my money.

And that doesn't mean we had anything to do with the robbery.

The cashier spilled some ink on some of that money.

I think it's in your safe.

This is the first time I've ever been told a thief.

This is, uh, this day-laught from Tara Brandi from Spain.

Last bottle of the territory.

Why don't we open it up, have a drink, and start over again?

I think we ought to open the safe.

Well, if you put it down, we'll...

Fuck shot load.

Go ahead and try it.

No duds.

You could have buffed them.

Too late for bluffing.

It is now.

What are we gonna do?

Royal Seiko.

Then they find him and look like a couple of fools that cut in a flash flood.

And what about me, Mr. Farrell?

Now that I know all about it...

Are you gonna drop me off a cliff, too?

He's not gonna do anything to you, Lisa.

I won't let him.

You'd try, Josh.

But you couldn't stop him.

I can stop him.

Did you try at Dry Wheels?

Mr. Cutwright and I had a long talk.

He told me what happened at Dry Wheels.

He even brought me this.

You killed my husband.

That's right.

And I'm sorry you found out about that.

Because now you're gonna have to go along with you, and do.

Oh, no you don't.

You stay out of this.

I told you to stay away from Lisa or a weed tangle.

And I told you you're talking to the man.

Do you like Tom?

Have you met me?

Mr.

Don't hide me anything like this!

You little datter than me.

Okay.

Okay.

It's wrong not to last fight.

Both Mike and the last.

The reconciliation Marina vampires from East Carolina have come before you even ever

Could be that yesterday come before your wildSo that removal.

It was a bealiyah, but she is not the kind who gets that out of her.

$15,000 of them.

Give the rest of it to Sheriff and Drywells,

along with Candy's friend.

He can turn it over to the US Marshal.

When you are ready, Senoris, the horse is wait.

Let away, Migo.

You know, Senor?

What?

Wish I'd never seen this money.

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