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NARRATOR: Into the
West came many men.

Some were good men
and some were bad men.

Some were good men
with some bad in them.

And some were bad men
with some good in them.

This is the story of two
pretty good bad men.

Hannibal Heyes and Kid Curry.

Together, these gentlemen
substantially altered

the course of
America's frontier.

They did a lot to change
railroad schedules, too.

And in all the trains
and banks they robbed,

they never shot anyone.

This made our two latter-day
Robin Hoods very popular

with everyone but the
railroads and banks.

Because unlike Robin Hood,

Hannibal Heyes and Kid Curry robbed from
the rich and kept the money for themselves.

It was a good life, but
times were changing.

Safes were getting better,
the posses were getting bigger,

sheriffs were getting smarter,

and modern communications
made it only a matter of time

until they would be captured
and maybe even killed.

Stand and deliver!

Who says so? Kid Curry.

Hannibal Heyes.

All right. Everybody
out! Move it, pronto!

Let's go, move it!

How're you boys
coming with that safe?

She's gonna blow sky-high!

Take the dirt, folks!

Look out!

Pull her down, boys.

I'm Birdie Pickett. I'm so...

How much dynamite
did you use, Kyle?

Every last stick of it.

For one little old safe?

This ain't no little old safe.

This is a Brooker 202.

What's the delay?

Well, I'm sure I
don't know, ma'am.

Better go check your fuse, Kyle.

I ain't going in there!

Listen, when the leader of the
gang tells him to do something,

don't he have to do it?

Yeah, that's my understanding.

But what makes you
such a great leader, Heyes,

is that you never tell
no man to do a thing

you wouldn't do yourself.

You wanna be leader?

After you.

Kyle got it wet.

Well, whose fault is that?

I warned you not to ford
that river, didn't I? Huh?

Oh, no. No, you
and your short cuts.

Don't get proddy, Wheat.

Hey! Folks are getting restless.
They're starting to mutter.

Mutter what?

Oh, like, maybe you two
don't know what you're doing.

(SCOFFS)

Like if you can't
even blow up the safe,

maybe you ought to get
in some other line of work.

That kind of talk could ruin us.

Well, I happen to
agree with him. Wheat...

Wasn't no offense meant, Kid.

None taken, Wheat.

Now, I wanna remind you boys that
we don't exactly have a lot of time,

so if you would just let Heyes here
have a few quiet minutes to work...

Oh, sure, sure. Come on, Kyle.

(COUGHS)

I suppose you boys are wondering

what a little old lady from Boston is
doing way out here in the Wild West.

Ma'am, I wonder if you could
kind of keep your voice down.

My partner has to
hear the tumbler.

Tumblers? Oh, I know. But
if you don't mind an opinion,

I don't think that you
and your friend are cut out

for this sort of thing.

Well, now, wait a minute, ma'am.

Now, this ain't
been our best day.

MRS. PICKETT: I'm sure.

But I do think that
you ought to read this.

What's this? Some
kind of religious tract?

Well, it may be the answer to
all of your problems, my dear.

Now, you just take it and
read it when you find the time.

Yes, ma'am. Thank you, ma'am.

And now you had
better get back to work

because I see your
friends are frowning.

Uh...

It's no use.

This safe ain't human. It'll
take me two hours to get into it.

All right, then,
let's make tracks.

This train's due into
Columbine right now.

Posse will be leaving out of
Columbine 10 minutes from now.

Lot of truth in there.

Yeah, but there's
$50,000 in this safe.

We ain't leaving it behind.

What are you
suggesting we do with it?

HEYES: We're taking it with us!

When I said,
"Let's make tracks,"

that ain't exactly
what I had in mind.

That posse's gonna be real
grateful to Heyes, ain't they?

How'd you do it, Wheat?

Smarter. But how?

That's for me to know
and you to find out

when I'm the
leader of this gang.

WHEAT: Heyes, why are we
heading up towards the mountains?

HEYES: So we can
drop the safe off a big one.

(ALL GRUNTING)

If that don't bust her
wide open, nothing will.

Yeah, I hope
you're right, Heyes,

'cause, the way I figure it, we
got the short end of an hour left.

HEYES: Gotta be here someplace.

Keep looking, fellas. I mean, you
know it's gotta be here. I mean...

We'll find it. Don't worry.

I mean, we pushed her from up
there. She's gotta be down here, right?

The way I figure it, Heyes,

you owe me and the
boys about $50,000.

Now, we ain't got no
time for talking, Wheat,

we only got time for looking.

Understand?

Yahoo! Here she
is, boys! Here she is!

What? Is she open?

No, she's buried.

"Sure-fire, boys.
Can't miss, boys.

"If this don't work,
nothing will, boys."

(SCOFFS)

Now, Wheat, you said you
had an idea better than Heyes'.

I figure me and the boys
are ready to back you up.

Yeah, right. Yeah.

All right, men.

Well, the first step is to

dig up that safe.

Good idea! Right!

Dig up the safe!

(EXCLAIMING)

Well, don't let it
eat at you, Heyes.

Maybe he don't
have no second step.

(ALL GRUNTING)

Get over there.

Wheat, may I remind you
that we ain't got too much time.

We already pushed
this 202 off a mountain,

and it didn't so much
as scratch her paint.

Heyes, listen, it's all in
the way you handle things.

Now, you dropped her into the
mud. I'm fixing to aim her on the rocks.

Mean, hard, pointed rocks. She'll
come apart like a two-bit barrel.

Wheat, may I point
out... We're ready, Wheat.

Just... I'm running
things now, all right?

All right, boys, let her go.

Well, could've been a lot worse.

How?

Could've been my idea.

Sure making it easy.

Yup.

Maybe it's a trap.

You know, I was just
thinking the same thing.

We better proceed more
cautious from here on.

They're awful smart.

No telling what
that bunch is up to.

Well, I guess that does it.

You two ain't just walking
away from all that money!

No, we're walking away from a
posse. Advise you to do the same.

I don't take advice, I give it!

And I'm advising
you two to reconsider.

You walk away, we ain't gonna be
obliged to owe you no share in that money.

Well, that seems
fair enough, Wheat.

See you boys later. Wish
you all the luck in the world.

Be seeing you again,

if you don't hang
around here too long.

Let her go.

Heyes, what's amnesty?

Huh?

Where'd you get this?

Little old lady from Boston.

Said it could be the
end to all our troubles.

What's amnesty mean?

Well...

Well, what it means is there's
more chicken thieves, land grabbers,

and rag-picking penny stealers
around than there is lawmen.

So if a man wants
to turn himself in,

governor might see fit
to wipe his slate clean.

"Might" see fit?

Depends on who you
are and what you done.

Oh.

Well, I don't suppose
we'd have a chance.

You don't suppose right.

Hey, good luck now!
You better hurry, boys!

(SCOFFING) "You
better hurry, boys."

(GUNS FIRING)

Better hurry, boys.

CURRY: There's one
thing we gotta get, Heyes.

HEYES: What's that?

CURRY: Out of this business!

(GUNS FIRING)

It's him.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

LOM: Come in.

(CLEARS THROAT)

What can I do for you?

Howdy, Lom.

Heyes.

Oh, Lom, no. Is that any way
to say hello after all these years?

Hello, you're under
arrest, and where's the Kid?

Ought to get a lock
for that side door, Lom.

Nice to see you, Lom.

Well, it ain't nice to see you.

I'm gonna tell you straight
right now, both of you.

If you have a mind to pull
something here in my town,

you'd best be primed to
walk over my body doing it.

Lom, we're friends.

Were friends.

Oh, now, Lom.

We never held it against you. Sporting
a big tin star, big as a hog's head.

Coffee, Lom? No, thanks.

Yeah, I'll...

Well, you know, Lom, we
still think of you as one of us.

Well, what do you want?

What do you know about this?

Amnesty?

That's a program the
governor's trying out to see if...

(CHUCKLES)

You ain't thinking of
amnesty for you two?

Oh, that's for cheap crooks
and small-time grifters.

Oh, well.

Can we help it if we're a
bit better at what we do?

You can't tell me the governor's
gonna penalize us for excellence.

And one thing's for sure.

Whoever does our talking is
gonna have to believe in us.

Does your... Does your
talking? You don't mean me?

Well, hey, Lom.

The only man we know who can
look the guv straight in the eye,

tell him an outlaw can
turn good, and mean it.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

It's a girl.

Okay, now, Lom, you be careful.

LOM: Come in.

May I speak with you, Sheriff?

Oh, hello, Miss Porter.

Isn't it kind of late for
you to be out by yourself?

Oh, I was working late. I'm
on my way home now, but...

Oh, I didn't realize that you were
right in the middle of something.

I ain't in the middle of nothing.
These are just a couple of...

Old, old friends.

Well, any friends
of the Sheriff's

are instantly put on my list
of preferred acquaintances.

Aren't you going to
introduce us, Lom? Huh?

Oh, sure.

May I present,
Mr. Smith and Mr. Jones.

This is Miss
Porter of Porterville.

Charmed, I'm sure.
Delighted, ma'am.

Mr. Smith. Mr. Jones.

Actually, Lom, what I came
to talk to you about was

we're handling a very large
payroll at the bank tomorrow and...

Oh, perhaps I should explain,
I'm running the local bank.

And I was thinking we ought to talk
about some additional security measures.

I'm sure we should.

You are the local banker, ma'am?

In my father's absence, yes.

Well, I'll drop by the bank the first
thing in the morning, Miss Porter,

and look into your
security arrangements.

Oh, that would be fine, Lom.

Although I'm fairly confident
with our big new Brooker safe.

Brooker? Brooker, ma'am?

HEYES: Not the Brooker 202?

No. The Brooker 404.

Oh... Brooker 404.404.

Well, you just rest
assured, ma'am.

There ain't a man in these
parts can open a Brooker 202,

let alone a 404.

Now, how is that, Mr. Smith, that
you know so much about safes?

Well, it's kind of in his
line of work, Miss Porter.

But the Brooker
404 is brand new!

I didn't know anybody
knew anything about them.

It is new to these parts,

but they've had one for some months
at the Mercantile Bank of St. Louis,

and the Farmer's
Bank at Fort Worth, too.

Mr. Smith, you've
given your secret away.

I have?

You are in banking!

Yes.

Yes, you could say
that, couldn't you?

Mr. Smith, given your choice,
would you pick a Brooker safe

or a Magnalock?

I'd pick either one.

Actually, I'm more
in the money end of it.

My partner, Mr. Jones,
here, is the security expert.

An expert? Right here in
Porterville? Well, ma'am...

Oh, Lom, now, you know how I've been
trying to prove myself while Daddy's away.

It's just that, being
only a woman, I...

I feel I need guidance.

Lom, do you think that we
might prevail upon your friends

to take an interest
in our little bank?

Well, I'm sure they'd
do just that, ma'am,

if they were to stay in town.

As it happens, they'll be
leaving real sudden like.

However, Lom, since
she is a friend of yours...

And since we do have some
unfinished business with you, Lom...

Then you will take a look
at our security systems?

Oh, with pleasure, ma'am.

First thing in the
morning, ma'am.

I know I'll be in good hands.

Good night.

Good night, Miss Porter.

(DOOR OPENS)

Good night.

(DOOR CLOSES)

So that's it.

All this talk about
amnesty is just an excuse

for you to be here while
you set up the bank.

Lom, if you know one thing about me
and the Kid, you know our word is good!

We never come anywhere
near this town before

'cause we didn't want to
cause any trouble for you.

All right, if you can't help
us now, okay, I understand.

You make our excuses to the lady, tell
her we had to leave town unexpected.

Let's go, Kid.

Wait, boys.

(SIGHS)

I guess I knew all along that
you stayed out of Porterville

just to keep my record clear.

I suppose one good
turn deserves another.

Then you'll do it?

You'll talk to the governor?

With all the heat he's been getting
from the banks and the railroads,

he might even thank me for coming up
with a way to put you two out of business.

When can you get started?

No sense in waiting. I'll take
the 7:15 train in the morning.

All right, Lom.
You're a good man.

Yeah, I told you. I told you.

So long, Lom. Be seeing you.

We'll be waiting right here
for you when you get back.

You know, with your pockets
loaded full of you-know-what, huh?

Well, so long, Smith.
So long, Jones. All right.

I expect you can stay
out of trouble till I get back.

Listen, if anything happens,
my deputy's name is Harker.

He's a big blond fellow.

What a worrier.
What could happen?

Got about three more minutes to
crack this safe before the bank opens.

(SHUSHING) You
can't rush a job like this.

(SIGHS)

Well, if you can't crack her, I
don't guess she can be cracked.

Well, it looks like you got
yourself a real safe safe, ma'am.

Well, I'm very grateful to you
for your efforts, both of you.

Our pleasure, ma'am,
and our business.

Oh, that's so apparent.

Are you satisfied, Mr. Smith?

Yes, ma'am. You got
your money's worth.

Five tumbler, sequential action.

But a good dynamiter
could blow it.

Well, he'd have to get through the steel
bars on our windows and our doors first.

Well, I wish we could
continue this discussion,

but if you'll excuse me,
I must open our doors.

HARKER: Hey, gents!

Don't make no move
toward your guns!

And who says so? Me.

Acting Sheriff Harker Wilkins.

All right, you just step right on
in there, gentlemen. That's fine.

Yes, here.

Now, on official orders from
elected Sheriff Lom Trevors,

you are directed to
give me your firearms.

Go on. Unstrap them now.

That's fine, that's fine.
Thank you. Thank you kindly.

Thank you.

Oh, now, here. You just put that
right back where you got it from.

You best to tell him.

He don't put it back, he's
gonna get in big trouble.

Oh, you best to put
it back, Mr. Jones.

Hmm.

There. Thank you kindly.

Hey, Deputy, would you mind filling
in some of the spaces with words?

Yeah, well, you
men is on my list.

Your what list?

Well, my list of
known transients,

placed in my jurisdiction by Sheriff
Trevors to be enacted upon in his absence.

Transients being found
in possession of firearms

while under my
aforementioned jurisdiction,

which is in violation of Article One
of the Temporary Transients Act,

and makes them subject to
immediate arrest and imprisonment.

This was Lom's idea?

Relax.

He's just trying to make sure
we stay out of trouble, huh?

Oh, we're fine
without a gun? Uh-huh.

What other kind of
special rules you got?

Well, now there's Article Two,

which says that if there's
any trouble in the whole town,

that's from a busted window
to a throwed horseshoe,

that I am to pick up and
arrest all known transients.

(BOTH GROANING)

Hey, how many transients
you got on that list?

Two.

Oh, cheer up, Kid.

If it's worth having, it's
worth giving something up for.

Lom's only testing us.

Yeah, he gave us wings
and took away the sky.

Mr. Smith! Mr. Jones!

I'm sorry. We hadn't really
completed our discussions

when I had to break away.

Hadn't we? No.

I could certainly
use you, in the bank.

You mean to work there?

Inside, ma'am?

But you don't have to make
your decision right now.

We'll take the jobs. Huh?

Why not? And I for
one am not too proud.

Like Miss Porter says, it's
only till her Pa gets back.

And, well, look at it this way.

We're strangers
in a strange town,

but inside a bank, why,
we'll be right at home.

Kind of keep our hands
in the... So to speak.

Well, I... Ma'am, excuse me.

We're really gonna have to
talk this up between the two of us

if you don't mind. Not at all.

I'm only thrilled you'll even
consider helping me out

in Daddy's absence.

Could I possibly hope for an answer
by the close of business today?

Oh, oh, oh, of course, ma'am.

One way or another.
Yes, of course.

Thank you. Goodbye. Goodbye.

You...

And I still say, why not?

You know, the sooner we grab
off ourselves some regular jobs,

the sooner we gonna get
off that list of transients,

and the sooner we gonna
get our shooting irons back.

What's old Lom gonna
think we're up to, though,

if he hears we're
working in the bank?

I don't know about
that other one,

but I bet you a
dollar that's Kid Curry.

Just like when I seen them
riding through Fort Griffin,

one jump ahead of the posse.

Then there's the
constant temptation,

which I ain't sure I got
the strength to resist.

Hey, you, at the end of the bar.

Not you. You.

Me and my friend here just been
wondering who it is you resemble.

Well, my mother
mostly. So they tell me.

(SNORTS)

Well, now I see why
you don't wear a gun,

when you can shoot
off your mouth that way.

Well, you know what
we got here, Mr. Smith?

We got ourselves a walk-off.

No, no, no, don't get started.

Walk-off? I don't
like that, mister.

And I don't even
know what it means.

Well, then, I'm
gonna tell you. No.

You see when the good
Lord was making men,

he got a whole bunch of
them all whomped up together.

And then he decided to
knock off for the rest of the day,

thinking he'd put
the brains in later.

But guess what happened?

A whole bunch of them
critters just upped and walked off

(MIMICKING INAUDIBLY)
before he ever got back.

And that's what we
got here, walk-off.

Don't you push him.
You can't back it up.

Sir, I would like to
apologize for my friend.

And also want you to be sure

that you keep on noticing
that he ain't wearing a gun.

Neither am I.

Neither am I.

(SNAPS FINGERS)

Don't let that stop you, in
case you feel like reaching.

Okay, Heyes, step aside.

No! No, you can't.

He's asking for it.

All right. I'm asking
for something, too.

Something we ain't never
had a chance at before!

We ain't got no chance now
that eyeballer knows who I am!

But he can't be sure. Not
unless you go and prove it for him!

Okay. We'll play it your way.

(SIGHS)

Sir,

me and my friend
been talking it over

and he'd like to
apologize. He'd what?

Yes, sir, that's a fact. I'd like
to apologize. I'm very sorry.

I've got a big mouth.

And no guts.

Yes, sir.

No guts.

You'd better be careful when you
stand up on your hind legs that way.

You might be confused
with something human.

Yes, sir. I'll remember that.

You're right. He isn't
the man I thought he was.

But even so, I
don't like that face.

I'll be through here
tomorrow in the a.m.

You'd better make sure it
ain't around here for me to see.

Yes, sir. It'll be missing.

(LAUGHING)

On the house, boys!

And my apologies.

All my customers ain't like him.

Local boy? No.

He's ramrodding the 2U herd.

They're camped a
couple miles south of here.

They'll be pushing them beeves
through here in the morning,

so all you gotta do is
stay hid till they're gone

and you won't get hurt.

That's all, huh?

(LAUGHS)

Well, it's decided.

We're taking those bank jobs

'cause I'm not going
naked one more day.

I don't know about that.

I don't know if a transient can
legally hold a job in Porterville.

Well, he can't 'cause the minute
he's got a job, he ain't transient.

Which is what we stopped
being about 10 minutes ago.

You can ask Miss Porter.

So just give us our guns back.

We gotta get to work.

Well, till I get a definite
ruling from the Sheriff...

Oh, here. He got over to Capitol

and sent a message back.
Had something in it for you boys.

Sent it by telegraph, too.

Says here, "Tell Smith and
Jones everything looks good."

Now, I like to keep my
$100 bills in piles of 10,

and my $10 bills
in piles of 100.

And on my right,

I'd like to have a pile
of $50 bills, 20 of them,

and 20 $50 bills on my left.

And the ones, you keep
them... What's the matter?

Oh, I don't know.

No, nothing, Mr. Pincus. I
think I gotta get some fresh air.

You look a little bilious.

Uh-huh.

(GROANS)

I've got green spots
in front of my eyes.

I've got fives and tens. I
don't know if I can take it.

I was just thinking how natural
you looked behind them bars.

Leastwise, I ain't got time
to be tempted by Miss Porter.

Hello. Hello. May I
talk to you for a minute?

(CLEARS THROAT)

Mr. Jones, I wonder if we might
get together tonight for dinner?

To discuss security.

Well, I'm sorry, ma'am, but
I've other plans for tonight.

Who's that?

Me.

What do you want?

Well, first off, I'd like you to notice
there ain't nobody around to watch us now.

And I'd like you to notice
that I am wearing a gun.

You looking for trouble?

No.

No, no trouble.

Just here to give you
a little piece of advice.

Don't take this herd
through Porterville.

Take the other road
up through Salt River.

You're given the orders, mister.

I expect you can back them up.

There's two of
us and one of you.

That's two guns against one.

That don't hardly seem fair.

Yeah, it's fair.

You see, this gun of mine
shoots two bullets at one time.

Huh? Now, what's
that supposed to mean?

Just what I said.

Here's one.

That's the other one.

That's two.

Get the idea?

Yes, sir.

We'll be going by
way of Salt River.

Thought you might.

Good night, boys.

Well, you can sleep easy.

Them boys ain't gonna be driving
that herd through town after all.

You didn't go up...
Oh, no, no, no, no.

No, I just suggested
a safer road.

So all our troubles are over.

I don't like it.

Bank sits right there
next to Sheriff's office.

I wish Heyes was
here to think it out.

If I couldn't figure it out better than him
any day of the week, I'd just plum quit.

Tomorrow morning, we'll
just take that little bank

without Hannibal
Heyes and the Kid.

(CLEARING
THROAT) All right, now.

We're all gonna
just walk in there,

looking innocent and normal.

Well, anyway, we're
all just gonna walk in.

And I'm gonna go first.

I'm gonna sashay
right up to the teller

and I'm gonna tell him to
fill this bag up full of money.

Uh, rest of you,

you... Listen,
why don't you just

stand around, ready to cover me

in case we have to
shoot our way out?

Ain't you nervous, Wheat? Huh?

Well, you've never
done first bandit before.

Who's nervous? I ain't nervous.

Don't move and don't
holler, 'cause this is a stickup.

(WHISPERING) What
are you doing back there?

One thing I ain't
doing is getting robbed.

Put that gun away.

Oh, yeah?

Just read that.

Why do I have to read that?

I wrote it! Now,
you get out of here.

Now, wait just a minute.

Do you mean to
say that you're...

That you're legally
working here?

Yes, I am.

Then you ain't got no
right to tell me not to rob it.

I'm only telling you as a friend

because this here bank is
protected to the fullest extent

of one fully loaded
six-gun in the hand of

Kid Curry.

(SCOFFING)

If you don't believe
me, just look behind you.

(GUN COCKING)

Howdy, boys. Howdy.

Hi.

I suggest you all wait outside

while me and Heyes
talk to Wheat there.

Well, I think
that's a good idea.

Yeah.

All right, what's the angle?

(WHISPERING) Amnesty.

Huh?

Amnesty.

Amnesty?

For you two?

Well, we ain't got it yet.

But Lom Trevors, you remember?

He's talking with the governor
right at this very minute.

He's talking to the
governor? For you two?

Well, yeah.

Now, we'd have
put in for you, too,

but we didn't know
where you were.

As soon as we get it, it's a cinch
for you and all the rest of them.

'Cause... Well, we're much
bigger crooks than you are.

You really think
we got a chance?

Sure, and tell you
what. You take the boys,

you go lay low
for a couple days.

Well, go over to Salt River.

And then, as soon as
we get the good word,

we'll bust over on and tell you.

Ain't that gonna
be a nice surprise?

The happy end to
seven sorry lives of crime.

Glad you see the
advantage, Wheat.

Go on out there
and tell the boys.

Right, right.

We'll be waiting for the word.

Yeah.

Well, what'd they say?

What are they up to?

They're fixing to rob
the bank without us.

That man you were talking to

and those other men,
what did they want?

CURRY: Well, they're just
looking for work, ma'am.

Poor devils, we told
them to try Salt River.

Oh, well, they certainly
do seem grateful.

By the way, ma'am,

sorry I couldn't take you
up on that dinner last night.

But I am free tonight.

How about you and
me doing the town?

Why, I'd love to.

Come on.

Now, wait. What's the idea
rousting a man out of bed like that?

You'll see. Come on, come on.

What, now?

Just... Just wait a minute.

Miss Porter, can you
get home by yourself?

Well, I usually do, but...

Well, then I'll be saying good
night to you now. Sorry, ma'am.

Never mind.

Hey, what's the trouble?

You'll see. Come on.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Look at them.

Give me a good one.

Okay. A pair of eights good?

So, what's wrong with
them? Who are they?

Transients.

Listen, they was over to the
bank this morning looking for work.

And don't you deny it
because I've got a full report.

Who's denying it?

We told them to go
over to Salt River.

Yeah, but they didn't do it.

Come here.

Bartender here tells
me they've been sitting

right in that spot for 14 hours.

Well, that doesn't
make it our responsibility.

Yeah, but I got a feeling
that you know who they are.

What?

(MUSIC STOPS)

I said,

I got a feeling that
you know who they are.

Yeah, how come?

Well, 'cause two of their horses

got the same brand
on them as yours have.

Now...

We bought them
broomtails off a herd

must have been 2,000 strong.

Now, it's just likely somebody
else bought a couple.

Yeah, maybe. Yeah,
but, they're still transients.

And as such, is
subject to all the rules

and regulations
applying to same.

So, I got to go in there
and take their guns.

He's about to get
his head blowed off.

Well, now, boys, I'll just
have to take your guns

until you decide
to ride out of town.

Where did you hear that?

Special rules and regulations

pertaining to the
Temporary Transients Act.

And in this town, you boys
is knowed as transients.

Well, Kid,

looks like it's time
for us to stand up

and be counted on
his side of the law.

Let's go.

Transients?

Sounds like a hanging
offense if ever I heared one.

Oh, no, no, no.

Nothing serious
like that at all.

Just means I got
to take your guns.

(CLEARS THROAT) Oh, I
guess... If them's the rules,

I guess we didn't
know the rules.

Well, we'd be more than
happy to oblige, Sheriff.

That's all there
is to it. You'll see.

Thank you. Thank
you kindly, gentlemen.

There we are.
Thank you very kindly.

There, now. You see there?
Transients ain't necessarily hostile.

Hmm?

I thought you was gonna
wait over at the Salt River.

What difference does it
make, as long as we're waiting?

Oh, I don't know.

But do you have to do it
right here? Right out in public?

All right, I'll tell
you the truth.

We just about busted.

And me and my horse
is just plum stove in.

Those few miserable dollars
lying out there on that table,

that's all the cash we've
got in the world between us.

So?

So we can't...

We can't afford
no place to stay.

But you see, if we just sit here

passing the same
few miserable dollars

back and forth between us,

buying a short beer
every now and then, well,

we can't get throwed out.

And we have got a
roof over our heads.

Just as long as we don't
let no one else in the game

who might walk off
with what little we got.

Yeah.

Now, hey, come on. Now,
now, don't be so down, you know.

You won't have long to wait.
Now, Lom's gonna be back

tomorrow night, 11:15 train.

You just sit tight, huh?

Yeah, well, we're just
sitting here waiting.

All right. Okay.

(MUSIC STARTS PLAYING)

All right, gentlemen, what's
the name of this game?

Yes, sir.

It's them transients. They're
still sitting around that poker table.

About 22 hours now.

Must be a big game.

No, ain't never been
more than $12 in the pot.

And it look like they
discourage new money.

I can't figure that out.

Well, maybe they're
waiting for someone.

Or got nothing better to do.

Look, you got their
guns, they're staying put.

What more do you want?

Yeah.

I sure will be glad that Sheriff
gets back tonight, though.

Yeah.

(KNOCKING)

Time Lom's train pulls in,

we're gonna be sitting
smack under that safe,

scooping out
money instead of dirt.

(MEN LAUGHING)

Well, whatever Lom tells us

when we meet that train tonight,

we better not plan
on staying here.

Now, where are they going?

HEYES: The whole bunch of them

going into the Sheriff's
office without being dragged?

Oh! Howdy, gents.

Oh, these here transients,

they're just leaving town
right now. Weren't you?

Yeah, we just heard
they're taking on hands

over to the Tumble T.

So, we're on our way.

Just stopped by to
pick up our hardware.

WHEAT: Nice meeting
you, gents. So we just...

Oh, listen, Mr. Deputy. Mmm-hmm?

You wouldn't mind, would you,

if we just have ourselves
maybe just one little

extra hand of poker before we
left town? I mean, would you?

Oh, I reckon not. You boys sure
have been cooperative and all.

Yeah, of course, I'll have
to take my leave of you.

See, I've got to make my
rounds and then be down there

at 11:15 to meet
the Sheriff's train.

Yeah, well, you
just tell that Sheriff,

as far as we're concerned, he can
just leave you in charge any old time.

Well, now, thank you,
gents. Thank you, yes.

That's fine. Thank you, Sheriff.

Thank you, Sheriff.

They're a fine bunch
of fellows there.

Yeah, they're winners.

HEYES: All right.

Just a bit.

How come you
sit still for 36 hours,

then pick a time
like this to decamp?

We're not going no place.

You given much thought
to what's gonna happen

when Lom gets back?

I mean, if you ain't
got that amnesty?

Figured we'd better have
our guns, just in case.

Afraid they got a
point there, Heyes.

Yeah, we'll just be waiting
at the poker table like we was.

Hey, howdy! Hey,
what you got there?

I got a telegram
for Deputy Wilkins.

HEYES: Well, right in here.

CHARLEY: For you,
Harker, from Lom.

Mmm-hmm.

Well, thank you
very much, Charley.

You're welcome.

What's it say?

(CLEARING THROAT) Well,

you're both under arrest.

Now, you ain't even told
us what we're charged with.

Well, you'll have to talk
to the Sheriff about that.

Now, I got to go make my rounds

and I'll be back directly.
I'll have him with me.

Well, then, leastwise, you can
tell us what the telegram said.

Yeah.

Read it for yourself.

"Arrest Smith and Jones and hold

(CLEARS THROAT)

"incommunicado
till I get back tonight

"on the 11:15. Sheriff Trevors."

He sold us out, Kid.

He never even intended
to get us amnesty.

He was just back there

trying to build up our prices
with the banks and railroads

before he cashes us in.

So here we're set,

done in,

come to the end of our road,

and it took a friend
to bring us down.

(KEYS RATTLING)

(LAUGHING)

Now, we gonna
teach Lom a lesson.

I say we blow that
bank right now.

Right, that'll show
folks he should have

stuck around here doing his job

instead of going off to the
Capitol to feather his nest.

Yeah, we'll round up
the rest of the boys...

No. But...

No, we gotta keep
them out of this.

How come?

Well, don't you see?

They're trying so
hard to go straight,

hoping for amnesty.

Now, we ain't got no right to
go wrecking their chances now.

(SIGHS)

No, Kid, this is one bank
we gotta blow by ourselves.

You know, Heyes,

you've got a real big heart.

Yeah.

I can see it! We're
smack-dab under the safe.

There she is. We're
right on top of her.

We know the Deputy's
gonna be waiting

at the station at 11:15.

It's a good three minutes
from the station to the bank.

It should give us
just time enough

to grab the money and
run before Lom gets back.

So, that's when we blow it up.

At exactly 11:15.

WHEAT: 11:05.

I don't know, Wheat. That's
an awful lot of dynamite.

Yeah, that's an awful lot
of safe we got up there.

KYLE: We'll be long gone out
of this tunnel when she blows.

It's gonna be a big one.

CURRY: You sure
we ain't overdoing it?

Kid, may I remind you,

we are dealing
with a Brooker 404.

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)

There. Howdy, Harker.

Howdy, Sheriff.

You arrest those
two fellows like I said?

I sure did. Everything's
under control.

You all right?

I don't feel a thing.

HEYES: What happened?

I can't figure it out, Kid.

I don't know, Heyes.

But it must have been
awful good dynamite.

That's what happened, Heyes.

They're what happened.

All right, boys.

That don't belong to you.

Now just leave the
money where it is.

Try and stop us.

HEYES: Don't you dare, Wheat.

(GUNS FIRING)

Don't you dare!

Go on, go on. Go on, get!

CURRY: Put it
down, you heard him.

Get! Go on! Get!

And don't come back.

And don't try that again.

Gentlemen! Gentlemen,
you were wonderful!

You were wonderful!
You were wonderful!

Just the two of you
against those men.

Lom, you should
have seen it. I saw it all.

Mr. Smith and
Mr. Jones saved the bank.

They fought along those
outlaws side-by-side.

"Put that down," they said.
"That doesn't belong to you."

They fought for that money
just like it was their very own.

LOM: Uh-huh?

Well, I think even the governor
might be interested in what they did.

I'd like to discuss that, boys,

if you wouldn't mind stepping
into my office for a moment.

Yahoo, we got it! We
did get the amnesty.

Yes, uh-huh.

But, please, please,
don't tell me anything

about what
happened here tonight.

Hey, Lom. Yeah?

One thing, though. If
we did get the amnesty,

how come you had us arrested?

Well, I was afraid the
governor's telegram

would get here before I
did, setting out the terms.

And I was afraid the
terms might scare you off

before I could explain about it.

Terms?

What terms?

Well,

you've been granted
provisional amnesty.

Course, the governor can't come
flat out and give you amnesty now

without letting himself
in for a lot of criticism.

So...

First, you gotta
prove you deserve it.

Till then, only you and me
and the governor will know.

It'll be our secret.

Secret.

How long? The
governor figures a year.

Figures if you can stay
out of trouble for 12 months,

you can do it forever.

Then you got it,
the whole thing.

Fresh start, clean
bill of health, amnesty.

So, all we've got to do is just
stay out of trouble for one year.

But we'll still be wanted.

We'll still be blamed for
everything that goes wrong.

We'll still be the
same men we was

before you talked
to the governor?

That's true. But it's
only for 12 months.

You can do it, boys.
I'm sure you can.

Just like you
stayed out of trouble

for the last few days
right here in Porterville.

Now, that wasn't so
hard, really, was it?

NARRATOR: So,
for the following year,

the West's two most wanted men

would lead model lives.

Lives of temperance,
moderation, tranquility.

Hannibal Heyes and Kid Curry

would cease to exist.

In their places would
ride two men of peace,

alias Smith and Jones.