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That's a green limb, you fool.

What do you want to do?

Put out my fire 'fore I get it started?

'Tain't neither green. It's dry as a bone.

You sass your pa once more, I'll take a strap to you.

Now you get over to the wagon and get them wet sacks.

I don't want no fire around that wagon.

Look at it go now.

Wind's just right.

It'll be up in them trees in no time.

Oh, how far'll it burn?

Oh, on up through the canyon.

Up that ridge, I expect.

500, 1,000 acres.

Make a nice piece of land.

That's a lot of trees'll burn.

Can't eat trees.

Well, the stock can eat grass, and the grass'll burn, too.

Grass'll grow back in, thicker and richer than ever.

Fire purifies the land.

Always like to burn over my land before I start.

Somebody's coming.

I can hear as good as you can.

Who are you, and what in tarn are you doing with that fire?

I'm Jeb Hoad.

This is my daughter, Willow.

I'm clearing myself a piece of land.

I might settle down here, if'n I like the look of it bare.

Why, you crazy fool, you're gonna burn the whole range.

Give me that sack.

Get some more of these sacks and help me.

Let that fire alone!

You'll get yourself killed!

Shoot him, Pa!

Shoot him good!

Now look, you... you try reloading that cannon,

I'll put a hole right through you.

You killed my pa!

I'm sorry.

I got to get this fire put out.

Still like to cut my heart out, wouldn't you?

I just don't know what I'm going to do with you.

Look, if you'd just listen to reason.

Just give me a chance. Let me try to explain.

Your father didn't know what he was doing.

There's a lot of people living up in these hills.

People with homes. People with families.

These woods are as dry as tinder.

Once the wind got behind that fire

he wouldn't have burned 1,000 acres

he'd have burned 20,000, maybe more.

All right. All right, I...

I know it's not a reason to kill a man for.

I didn't want it to happen.

I didn't want it to come to that.

Look, you have to listen to me.

I... I warned him not to shoot, didn't I?

Didn't I warn him not to try it again?

It's not too good a time to explain, I guess.

I can't leave you out here alone.

I'll take you back to the house, see if I can't help you.

Come on. Let's go.

I'll kill you! I'll kill you dead!

I'll kill you!

Come on. Come and get me.

Come on!

Just wait till my kinfolks get here.

They're a-coming!

They'll get you!

They'll kill your family!

They'll burn your place down, too.

Grandma Hoad can do it.

She'll make you wish you never was born!

Wait and see!

Tarnation yellow-back!

Let me off of here!

I'll kill you!

I'll kill you, sure as you're born!

In heaven's name, what have you got here?

Her name's Willow.

I killed her father.

You what?

Yellow-back! Let me off of here!

Clearing the timber off of Box Creek Canyon.

They were going to burn it off.

Burn it off?

That's right.

A fire in the canyon would... would turn it into a chimney.

Half the Ponderosa could have been...

I told him to put it out. He wouldn't do it.

I tried to put the fire out myself.

He warned me if I went near it, he'd kill me.

I didn't think he meant it, but he did.

I had to kill him to stay alive.

You can't keep me here.

My kinfolks are coming. They'll kill you all.

Grandma Hoad'll feed you to the hogs.

What about her?

After I killed her father, she came at me.

I... I had to tie her up.

There was nothing else I could do.

Hoss...

have the body decently laid out.

Adam, you better go and report this to the sheriff.

See if he can get out here, if possible.

Ask Mrs. Shaughnessy to drop up here.

We'll need some help.

Oh, and Adam, you better have her

bring some things for the girl...

shoes, a dress, maybe a skirt or two.

You better put the girl in the east bedroom.

They'll kill you all!

You can't keep me here!

My kinfolks are coming! They'll kill you all!

Grandma Hoad'll will feed you to the hogs!

You boys want to see some first-class stock?

Look yonder.

Whoa.

What do you make of it, Dodie?

Only see one gun.

Mind what I told you.

You hear?

I heard ya.

Git up.

Whoa.

Howdy, stranger.

Afternoon, ma'am.

We be the Hoads, traveling west out of Kentucky.

We want no trouble with man or beast.

I'm Bart Hastings.

This is the Lazy K.

These are my men.

Like you, I don't want any trouble.

You're welcome to travel across my land.

Now, that's real nice of you.

Know of a place called Virginia City?

Know it well.

How far be it?

Oh, about a week's travel with your rig.

Ever seen the likes of us before?

Why do you ask?

A son of mine, Jeb Hoad, and his young'un

likely passed through here some time ago.

You'd know him for our kin if'n you'd seen him.

Passed through here about a week, ten days ago.

You didn't take to him?

I did not.

Don't take to folks like us?

He camped here without asking.

Killed one of my steers for beef.

Didn't ask about that, either.

We'uns ain't liked much.

Hang tight together.

Got to, or get killed.

Nobody does a hurt to a Hoad without'n he pays for it.

I didn't hurt him.

What's more, I gave him the beef.

He and the youngster looked half-starved.

Then I ordered him off my land.

That why you ain't asking me and mine

to light here and rest ourselves?

Account of that steer?

That's right.

We traveled a far piece today.

Near 20 mile. We'uns are wore thin.

Stock needs feed, needs water.

You can't stay here, and that's an order!

You got to move on!

I wasn't... I wasn't going to shoot.

I was just... I was only...

He's dead.

He's dead. W-We killed another one.

Come on, bring him out of there

before that horse tramples him.

He's dead.

Ever know Dodie to miss?

Come on, bring him out of there!

Give him a hand.

You won't get away with this.

Nothing to get away from.

It was murder.

That man drawed his gun.

It don't do to draw on a Hoad.

Too many of us have been killed.

You know it was murder.

I saw you beat the man for it.

'Twasn't murder I whupped him about.

I whupped Dodie 'cause he shot 'thout I told him to.

I'd warned him when we got here.

Call it murder or not, he'll hang for it!

I'll see to that!

Best think on that real hard.

You ain't never seen killin' till you kill one of us.

Is she that dirty?

Yeah. Yeah, we're gonna have to soak her a good long while

to get her clean, Pa.

Well, how you gonna manage that?

Hoss has got this contraption rigged up.

He thinks it's gonna work.

Sure hope it does.

Yeah, hope it does.

Yeah.

There. I think this ought to just about do it.

Let me out of here! Let me out!

Here, take this out of here. Yeah.

Good mirrors are hard to come by. Right.

Open this door!

Let me out!

I'll pound this room to pieces! Let me out of here!

Oh! Hey, Shaughnessy, maybe we better

just put it off for a while.

You know, maybe I could talk to her.

Calm her down a little bit. We've waited long enough.

Now there's no use in putting it off any longer.

Let me out of here! All right, but now look,

you promise me you're not gonna hurt her?

And if she starts to fight a little bit too much,

we'll just let her go.

I promised, and I'll keep my promise.

And don't forget, she might be afraid of water, you know.

Oh, nonsense. That's just another excuse to fight.

She'd fight if you fed her cherry pie.

Now, if I had my say,

I'd take that snap and bite out of her with a razor strap.

Shaughnessy, please, open this door!

Well, Shaughnessy, take it from me,

it doesn't do any good to fight with her.

Let me out! lf we use a little patience

and a little kindness, we, we can...

Don't worry, Little Joe, I'll do it your way.

Now, here, take this. Okay.

Let me out of here!

Well... there she is.

She's a good one, too. Stout. I jumped up and down on it.

What is it?

Well...

It'll work fine, if I need it.

Now you two get out of here. Go on.

Yes'm.

Let me out of here! Let me out!

Ooh, I'll kill you!

I'll kill you! I'll kill you!

I'll kill you! Tarnation yellow-back!

Let me off of here! I don't know, Hoss.

I'll kill you! I don't think it's gonna work.

Don't you fret yourself.

Shaughnessy has run more critters through that sheep dip

than half the ranchers in Nevada.

I'm not gonna!

You can't make me get in that water!

I won't! I won't! Get your hands off of me!

Give me back my britches! I'll show you!

No! You tryin' to drown me?!

Joe, what do you think you're doing?

You can't go in there.

Ooh-ooh-ooh!

No! No!

Hey... you don't... you don't reckon?

I don't know.

May-Maybe she did drown her.

Can't you hear nothing? Shh.

Miss Shaughnessy?

Sh-Shaughnessy, are you all right?! Answer me!

Shaughnessy, are you all right!

Answer me!

We're all right!

Fact is, we're fine. We're having a real nice soak.

Oh, I can't do this. I'm all thumbs.

You're the one that says

it takes gentleness and patience.

Well, stay there and be gentle and patient.

Be careful she doesn't bite a finger off ya.

Yeah.

Here it is, Shaughnessy.

I-I moved that buckle over about a midge.

It ought to fit real fine now.

Try it and see.

Me?

We might need someone strong.

Yes'm.

Easy, gal.

Real easy, now.

Ain't you kick me.

Easy now. That's the way.

They won't hurt.

Hey, you know something, Joe?

Hmm?

She is a pretty little gal.

Pretty as a spotted pony.

Ooh!

What's the matter now?

She bit me, that's what's the matter.

It can't hurt that bad.

She took the hide off me! Took the hide right off me!

Well, you pulled her hair or something.

Never was any good at hair, no how.

Who does all the plaiting of the tails

and manes around here? Me.

You better be careful.

Don't you bite me. I-I'll swat you one.

Hey, Hoss, will you hurry up with that thing?

Come on, hurry. She's hard to hold.

I'm coming!

Here, what do you want me to do with it?

Put it where she can see herself,

and then I'll let her go.

Uh, over by the window, Hoss, where the light's the best.

Yes'm.

Now, watch her.

You-you watch her, now.

I'm gonna let her go.

Easy, gal.

Easy. That's it.

Hey...

Hey... hey, Joe, you know something?

You know something, I... I think you was right.

Yeah, she's a gal, ain't she?

Any gal would rather look pretty than not.

I knew she'd quiet down the minute she saw herself.

All females are vain.

Can I show the mister?

Hey, you sure can. He's gonna be real surprised, too.

He didn't know he had such a good-looking gal in the house.

Hey, Pa?!

Hey, Pa, I got a surprise for you!

Where are you?

I'll check the barn, Joe.

Yeah.

Hey, come on.

Let's sit... Oh, right here.

Sit down.

Put your hands there.

No, I don't like it. Come here.

Put your hand up here. Put your hand...

There.

Yeah.

Hmm! That's good.

Ah, you stay like that.

I want Pa to see you just like that, okay? Just...

Hey, Pa!

Pa?

Hey, Pa. Pa!

What's all the yelling about?

Pa, I got something to show you.

It's a surprise. What?

You're not... you're not gonna believe it.

Believe what?

So help me, Pa, I'm gonna bring her back

and tame her, if it's the last thing I do.

Hey, Joe, did you tell her she could take Pa's horse?

My horse?

Whoa, boy. Whoa, boy.

I'll be dad-burn.

A book of poetry.

Hard to believe, ain't it?

I never figured a book of poetry was good for anything.

Yeah, that book of poetry

turned the bullet and saved my life.

Yeah. Hey, there's some pages here that ain't torn.

Mind if I read it? No, go ahead.

Who is it?

It's the sheriff.

Pa's down there talking to him.

I wonder how he found out I was bushwhacked so fast.

I don't know.

I'll go find out.

Well, Ben, this is the first I heard

that Adam had been shot.

But in view of what I was gonna talk to you about,

I think I know who shot him.

Who? Adam's never had any enemies around here.

He has now. You all have.

You got a whole durn nest of them.

What do you mean?

Well, that girl Adam said you had here...

her kinfolk, the Hoads,

they come to town, just like she said they would.

Now you... you don't mean that, uh...

it was one of her family that shot Adam?

Well, Ben, like you say, Adam didn't have any enemies

that would do a thing like that.

But the Hoads did find out

it was a Cartwright killed the girl's father.

No question about that. The talk's all over town.

So somebody must have pointed Adam out

when he went through Virginia City.

You still got that girl here?

Yeah, yeah, she's-she's still here, Roy.

She's out with Little Joe somewhere,

but she's still here.

You mean she's roaming around loose?

From what Adam said you just about

had to keep her locked up in a cage.

Oh, she's tamed down now, Roy.

She's, uh, wearing a dress and washing

and eating at the table with us,

even learning how to embroider.

We still have to keep her locked up at night.

Yeah, and the guns locked up and anything with an edge on it,

like a, like a knife or an ax or something.

Even so, she sounds a lot tamer than the rest of her family.

That's what I wanted to tell you, Ben.

The Hoads killed one of Bart Hastings' best men

on the Lazy K when they come through there.

Killed him or murdered him?

Well, it all depends on who you're listening to.

Bart claims it was out-and-out murder,

and the Hoads, they say it was just plain self-defense.

Anyway, there's got to be a trial.

I'm on my way over now to pick up Dodie Hoad,

the one that done the shooting.

Thought you and Hoss should come along.

It's on your property.

Well... the Hoads camped near here?

Just over the ridge.

We'll come along.

I'll saddle up the horses, Pa.

I'll be right out.

They'll come.

Don't you fret yourself about that.

They killed my boy Jeb

because he wanted to settle on a piece of land.

They'll come to drive we'uns off, too.

Have we got to kill them, Gram?

Got to kill the one that killed my boy, Jeb, leastwise.

Got to show them we can kill man for man.

It's the onliest way we can stay alive.

I wish it wasn't so.

Has to be, Bud.

Folks like them been hounding us

every foot of the way from St. Joe.

Fighting us.

Denying us the simple means of living.

Killing us.

'Twasn't for us showing them

we could kill quicker, quicker than they could,

we'd be in our graves before this.

That's true, Gram, they do hound us.

I never could figure out just why.

We'uns ain't like them. That's why.

They don't take to folks who are different.

They hate 'em, fear 'em.

Just feel they got to be rid of them.

Well, I don't see that.

We're like they are.

No, we ain't.

Our folks settled in Kentucky and Tennessee

more than a hundred year ago, but we ain't like 'em.

We got two hands, two feet, we got red blood in our bodies.

We got love in our hearts for our young'uns and our old'uns.

And we pray to God Almighty, but we ain't like 'em.

We'll be fighting 'em all the rest of our lives, I expect.

Our lives may not be long.

They can kill us off near anytime they take a notion.

Can't give in to 'em... that's the worst.

Can't let 'em fence us out or deny us our rights to the land

or kill us without punishment.

We'uns would be better dead many times over if we done that.

Well, I'd rather be alive and married to Willow,

like we was promised.

I'd rather have a piece of land

and a place to raise young'uns.

I'm a-feared they ain't never gonna let you and Willow marry.

They're a-gathering again' us right now.

You know that.

I reckon.

They'll come on hard, and I reckon they won't stop

till we're all dead.

I know we won't.

If it comforts you

they'll bury twice as many of theirs as they will ours.

I promise you that.

It don't comfort.

Not none at all.

I hear riders.

Far enough!

Roy.

Ma'am, I'm the law.

Not here, you ain't.

Here, I'm the law.

Don't be a fool, Mrs. Hoad.

I come out for the one you call Dodie.

What do you want with him?

Stand trial for the killing of Slim Carter

of the Lazy K Ranch.

That'un drawed his gun.

Dodie killed him 'fore he could kill one of us.

That ain't nothing to stand trial about.

It's up to the jury to decide whether he's guilty or not.

My job is just to take him in as the law requires.

Where was the law when they killed Dodie's wife?

Dodie's wife?

I know nothing about a woman being killed.

I'm telling you.

Near a month ago out in the prairie

some wild bunch came and shot up our wagon for no reason.

Dodie's wife didn't draw a gun, but they killed her.

Dodie ain't been real right in the head ever since.

Did you report that killing to the law?

I told a lawman.

He done nothing.

Just drove us on.

There's a law for you'uns and a law for we'uns.

But it ain't the same law.

Now, look... Ma'am...

It is the same.

Least ways, around here, it is.

Who might you be?

Ben Cartwright.

I own this land.

Then you must know who I am, I reckon.

You better know why I'm here.

Yeah, I know.

Your granddaughter, Willow, told us all about you.

I want her.

But more than that I want the man that killed Jeb Hoad.

I heard about that, too, ma'am.

I'm sorry about what happened.

Little Joe said it was unavoidable.

I mean to see he hangs for it.

Little Joe's my son.

And Jeb Hoad was mine.

The law determined

that Little Joe acted in self-defense.

There's a law for you'uns and a law for we'uns,

and it's not the same law.

I say it is the same law for both of us.

And don't you defy it.

Now, I come out here to take in Dodie Hoad,

and I'm going to take him.

You try it, and they'll likely bury all of us.

Is that right?! Roy.

Maybe, we, uh... maybe we better think on this, huh?

Yeah, maybe so. Come on, boys.

Roy?

Yeah?

You know, she meant what she said, every word of it.

If we try to bull our way in there

there'll be dead to bury... most of theirs and most of us.

But I've got to go in. She's defying the law.

Well, she's not defying it, she's afraid of it.

What's the difference

whether she's afraid of it or not?

The law's the law, and I've sworn to uphold it.

Well, maybe you didn't swear it when you took office,

but you're bound to uphold human lives before the law.

Ben, you've got to be realistic.

Them Hoads are like a pit full of rattlesnakes,

and twice as dangerous.

You heard her say she wanted to hang Little Joe, didn't you?

Well, she meant every word of that.

She was upset. And she had every right to be.

I know how I'd feel

if one of my sons had just been killed.

Now, Roy, you got to let me go back and reason with her.

All right, Ben.

Pa, what you going to do?

I'm going to hold out my hand to her.

I got a bead on him, Ma. Just say when.

Far enough.

Stand there.

What tricks are you playing?

No tricks.

I'm a man with sons, tired of killing.

I've come to talk to a woman with sons who must hate killing.

Will you hear me?

I'll hear you.

We can fight each other and kill each other

over a man already dead.

And that'd pile grief on grief and settle nothing.

Or we can call the dead man buried.

We can set aside grief and hate.

We could live as neighbors.

Will you look at what I've come to show you?

I'll look.

Not more than 20 miles from here

a rich valley with sweet water and good grass.

Sheltered land.

I'll give you 50 head of beef

and ten horses, two broken to the plow.

Your neighbors... and I'll be one of them...

will help you build before the snow flies.

It has the look of a lie, a trap.

Yeah, that it does.

But the truth would look exactly the same.

No man gives away so much.

I'm not giving.

I'm trading.

In exchange,

you won't make me kill some of yours to protect mine,

and I won't make you kill some of mine to protect yours.

What about my boy Dodie?

Sheriff said he wanted him.

Yeah. He'll have to stand trial.

A fair trial, I promise you.

Show me your face.

I ain't seen nothing but lying, cheating men

for a long, long time.

I'm about decided all the good'uns are dead.

What did you see?

I'll study on it.

Dodie will come in at sundown tomorrow... or not.

That'll be your answer.

Sundown tomorrow.

lf'n this be a trap...

a trick to blind me, or some way to kill Dodie...

I'll come after you, Ben Cartwright.

And I won't rest till you're in your grave or I'm in mine.

And I mean to have my granddaughter back with me.

You remember that.

Oh...

You can't keep me, now. My kin's here.

I can go if I want. I got my rights.

Let go of me!

I don't want to keep you here, Willow.

I just came out to say good-bye to you, that's all.

This pony and your clothes...

all the clothes you got back in your room...

they're yours to keep.

Make sure you come back and get them.

Come back and visit us real soon, too, now, you hear?

What happened? She run off again?

Yeah, she left.

You, uh, really thought you could tame her, huh?

No, it wasn't that.

She heard us talking.

Heard her family was nearby, and she wanted to be with them,

so I let her go.

Well, now that's probably the best thing, don't you think?

I suppose.

But you'll miss her, huh?

Yeah, I guess I will.

She was kind of cute when we got her face washed, you know?

I guess I kind of got used to having her around.

Something else on your mind?

Yeah.

Yeah, I promised Willow I'd tell her kin

how I come to kill her father.

I still have that to do.

I think you ought to let Pa and the sheriff take care of that.

I'm the one that killed him.

I'm the one that should tell them.

Well, look, Joe, you can't take a chance like that.

I wouldn't go near that place without some help.

It wouldn't mean anything if I went in there with an army.

Could mean you'd stay alive.

Ah...

Adam, I don't think the Hoads are a tribe of killers.

Besides, we don't even know

it was one of them that bushwhacked you.

And I promised Willow I'd tell 'em face-to-face.

I killed her father, Adam. I think it's the least I can do.

No, now Joe, you can't. Now listen to me...

Joe, Joe, come back!

It's Willow! She's come back!

You let me handle this, boy.

Well, I see you got away from 'em, girl.

They didn't even try and stop me.

They just let me go.

Like as not 'cause they knew

I'd come after 'em if they didn't.

You all right?

They didn't hurt you none, did they?

Oh, they didn't hurt me none. They give me these clothes,

though, and a lot of pretty things.

Gram, it was nice there.

The house was big, real splendid like.

And they got a looking glass most tall as me.

I'd like to see something like that.

Not for us. None of that stuff.

This shirt you got on... a hussy shirt.

Get shed of it, hear?

Oh, I think it's real pretty, Willow.

You look so different.

I ain't different, Bud.

Not inside, I ain't.

Gram, they was good to me.

Well, they even asked me to come back and visit anytime at all.

Don't forget, they's the ones that killed your pa.

And don't you fret, girl.

We're gonna kill the one that done it.

Now, who do you reckon this might be?

Ain't never seen him before, Dodie.

Little feller, kind of pretty.

Heard it was a pretty little feller that killed Jeb.

Yeah, but you don't know this one's him.

Yeah, I do.

Got a feeling in my bones.

Remember what Ma told ya.

Ma ain't here now.

She's back talking to Willow.

Feels like it's up to me to figure out what to do.

What's that gonna be?

Y'all just wait here and watch. You'll see.

Gonna have me some fun killing a pretty little feller

that killed my brother.

Looking for somebody, stranger?

Yeah, looking for a family named Hoad.

Reckon you found 'em.

Is there a woman here named Grandma Hoad?

She's busy. I'm Dodie Hoad, you can talk to me.

No, I think I'd rather talk to her.

Can't. You got something to say, say it to me.

Yeah, well, I don't think I will.

It looks to me like you want trouble and I don't.

Well, now you come this far, it wouldn't be neighborly I let you

go away without you spoke your piece, would it?

Well, I'll be back when I can talk to the right person.

Oh, don't be in a hurry, neighbor.

Maybe I can help you.

You come here looking for the man that shot your brother,

ain't that right?

Well, you found him. I shot him.

Now you'd like to shoot me, huh?

You shot my brother Jeb.

Ain't you got a shooting coming to you?

Your brother Jeb tried to shoot me in the back.

He missed, and I warned him not to try it again.

He did, and I had to kill him.

There was nothing else I could have done.

Yeah, I figured it was you.

I felt it in my bones.

Now, I'm gonna get on my horse and I'm gonna ride out of here.

And like I said, I don't want any trouble.

Don't try it.

You raise that gun, I'm gonna have to kill ya.

Now, hold it!

'Twas a trick.

'Twas a trick, after all.

A trick so's you could sneak in and kill Dodie.

You a fast gun, a killer.

I didn't come here to kill him.

But he was bound he'd kill me.

I warned him, but he had to try it.

All right, now I'm warning all of you.

I'm going out of here now.

I don't want anybody to make a move.

I'll come after you. Never fear.

You can't go far enough away!

You'll die for this!

And your pappy will die for the trick he played me!

What kind of men are you?

That man killed your brother, and yonder he goes riding free.

What are you standing there staring for?

Have you water in your veins?

Have you rope for spines?

Take your rifles now and go, do you hear?

I want him dead and his father dead.

Go now.

Go now, do you hear?!

What do you mean by that?

We're done with killing!

Done with killing?

Dodie was bound to murder that boy, Ma.

He'd have shot him in the back if need be.

The boy could have done no less than what he done and live.

You cowards.

You sniveling!

That man killed your brother Dodie!

He killed your brother Jeb!

He murdered them.

Don't that mean nothing to you?

It weren't neither murder, Gram!

They's right! Pa tried to shoot him in the back!

He tried twice!

It's like John's telling you.

We killed enough!

I want that boy dead.

I want him dead now.

I never would have knowed you.

That's how much you changed, Willow.

The only thing is,

I-I keep thinking you changed toward me.

I've been living for the day that we'd... we'd catch up

to you and we could be married, like we's promised.

Now I'm afraid.

There never was another man for me, Bud,

and there never will be, not as long as we live.

I told Gram Hoad that

I didn't think we'd ever live long enough to get married.

I guess I got no reason to change that now.

We done all we could, you and me and John and Pa.

We talked ourselves clear tired.

Maybe she heared us. Maybe not.

But if'n she says we got to fight them, we got to.

We got to do what she says.

You know that.

Make yourselves ready.

We're a-goin' now.

We're a-gonna see the man that killed my sons.

Reckon you know Dodie won't be

giving hisself up sundown tomorrow.

Yes, I know.

Boy there killed him.

I know.

Killed Jeb, killed Dodie the same way.

He's real fast with a gun.

My son doesn't enjoy killing.

He had no choice.

Two of my sons

killed the same way by the same man.

Willow saw the first killing, John and Paul, the second.

They say it was done the same way.

It ain't easy seeing two sons killed.

Willow says her pa was gonna shoot you in the back.

John and Paul say Dodie tried to do the same thing.

I believe them.

They ain't never lied to me.

I believe you done what any man would have done.

You had to kill 'em.

Reckon I can't hold no anger again' you.

Willow says you'uns got all kinds of fixings in your house.

Mind if'n I step in to see?

My house is your house.

You're welcome at all times.

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