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"Sheriff of Latigo has offered $200 reward

"to anybody who brings me in.

"I hereby offer $500 to anybody who brings me the sheriff.

Abe Redrock, Latigo."

Whoa!

Rest stop.

Saturday, south to Latigo, huh?

Rock bruises?

Both of us.

That'll be two dollars in advance.

All aboard, everybody.

Hey! An Indian!

Indian?! Where?

Take a pot at him.

Oh, I-I couldn't do that.

I... I-I had a rifle when I was a boy,

but I never fired at a human being.

A human being?

That's an Indian!

I'll show you how it's done.

That Indian is carrying a message.

Mister, in Latigo, I own a saloon,

the hotel, the cafe, and most of the bank!

Now, just who are you?

Y-You think that's wise?

I-I mean, unloading the gun

before we even know what that Indian's up to?

Well, just what do you think that Indian's up to?

Well, I'm... I'm just a drummer; I sell paper products.

I-I don't pretend to know...

You don't pretend to know, but you believe.

Now, the Indians have a saying that all white men are liars.

You believe that, too?

Well... now we know you for what you are.

You know who that was?

That was Abe Redrock!

Abe Redrock, the sheriffts brother!

That's the kind of law we have down here...

an Indian wearing a tin star

that can't or won't catch his own thieving brother!

And you wouldn't let me get him.

Mister, the next time I get my hands on a gun,

maybe you'll be the one to watch out.

Just a little bit more out of you,

and I may give you this gun of yours

and let you try it right now.

Now, get in the stage!

Now, giddyap! Hyah!

There he was, Abe Redrock, big as life!

I could've blown him right off his horse.

Uh, excepting for him.

Nah, he spills over

with the milk of human kindness.

So our sheriffts prize brother gets away.

And shoots a white man in the bargain!

Ask this man... he was there.

Uh, well, yes, uh, uh, Mossman is my name,

Alfred E. Mossman.

Uh, paper products.

I was there, all right,

and everything that Mr. Stennis here says is true.

It's a wonder any of us are alive.

Wild savages running amok.

Oh, I'm telling you, it was awful.

Sheriff.

Better get him on to the doc's, get that bullet out.

Now, where do you think we was taking him, Sheriff,

to the reservation?

Your name is on this.

It's the note Abe Redrock was delivering.

Hey, you, Jim!

Wearing that fancy star!

If you can't do something now

about that precious brother of yours,

you may as well throw away that piece of tin.

We'll all sure get long, white beards

waiting for you to arrest one of us.

Well, you know I have no sympathy

for my brother's actions, Mr. Stennis.

But just doesn't sound like Abe.

You sure he didn't act in self-defense?

Are you arguing with me...

Indian?

No, sir, Mr. Stennis, I'm not arguing with you.

Trouble with this town is we got free elections.

Seeing as what we ended up with for sheriff,

we'd best be real careful

about the upcoming elections for mayor.

We just might elect us a mule.

The odds favor a jackass.

You know, Abe and l... we were just children

when the army wiped out our village.

By the time they found us under a pile of bodies,

I guess they cooled off a little 'cause they took us to a fort.

You sound as if you might have gone to school in the East.

Yes, Philadelphia.

Well, we came west again as educated Indians,

but still Indians.

I went one way, Abe another.

Say, Johnny, stop bothering the gentleman, huh?

The gentleman's not bothered.

Wife?

Take him inside.

You know, he shouldn't be hearing this.

That doggone brother of mine...

he's gonna get himself killed one of these days.

Playing the bad Indian to the hilt,

with his drunken tomfoolery and petty thieving.

Do you know why he does these things?

Just to embarrass me.

Listen to this.

"Dear Noble Red Man,

"congratulations on the birthday of your son.

"I hear he doesn't know yet he's an Indian.

I'm sending you a war bonnet of chicken feathers."

I've tried everything I know to catch him.

I know all of his tricks.

And he knows all of yours.

Yes.

$200 if I bring him in?

$200.

Incidentally, he is offering $500

if I bring you to him.

Now, where do I start looking for this brother of yours?

I'll draw you a map.

But there's a condition.

He's not a...

Well, I want him alive and sound.

He's still my brother.

Is he?

You were in the stagecoach.

All I wanted was the bottle of whiskey.

I thought perhaps that might be the best bait.

Brother Jim's reward, huh?

$200.

Well, you ought to read the papers.

I'm advertising a bigger reward

to whoever brings Brother Jim to me.

I know. That's why I'm here.

Come on.

Alive and sound. $200.

You'll get it.

Heap fancy.

Inside.

S-Scalp him, Jim.

All right, there's nothing to gawk at, folks.

Now that you got him, what are you gonna do with him?

It's not for me to decide.

Court will decide tomorrow.

Who would believe an Indian could climb so high?

Say, Mr. Paladin, uh, how many white men

do you suppose the sheriffts locked up in here?

As I understand it, none.

Then I'm his first prisoner.

Ooh, that's a big honor, Brother Jim.

Too bad you don't put out a reward

for bank robbers and killers!

I wish I was rid of you.

At last you've said it right out.

I don't keep much cash around here,

but I'll write you an order on the bank.

That'd be fine, Sheriff. Just fine.

You know, Sheriff, there are some values

that attach to wearing that badge,

and they are not pomposity, personal vanity,

self-gratification.

They are justice under the law, equal enforcement of the law,

and some pride in what that badge really stands for.

I'll tell you what this badge really stands for.

It stands for a house made of wood

and a chance for my boy to go to school

and sleep on a bed instead of a buffalo hide.

It stands for a chance and a way of life for me and my wife

that has some meaning.

That's what it stands for.

So if one of the town bullies spits on you

and makes a joke out of you, comes in here

and sprawls all over your desk,

you take it.

A joke.

They elected me as a joke, I know that.

But it's the only way an Indian can hold public office

in this territory.

Is it worth it?

You're doggone right it's worth it.

It's got to be. This is a good town.

It takes care of itself.

That's why they could afford the joke.

But it's a chance, and it's the only chance I'll ever get.

It's better than being a...

But you still are, Jim.

And if you kiss the foot of every white man

this side of Philadelphia, you're not going to change!

You try hard enough to keep everybody reminded.

Here.

Sheriff, your brother does go to excess in his indulgences,

but there's one thing he has that you don't have.

He has his self-respect.

Well, Mr. Mossman,

for a man who had never shot at a human being two days ago,

you certainly have caught up fast.

I warned you the next time I got my hands on a gun,

maybe you'd be the one to watch out, remember?

I remember.

You don't really think you can clear that holster?

Fast enough for one shot.

That was real friendly, boy.

I just didn't want to see anybody get shot.

Good. Good.

Now, uh, just open up the cell.

We'll take Brother Abe for a little walk.

Mr. Stennis...

my brother has a right to be tried like anybody else.

Aw, now, Jim,

I sure hope you ain't gonna lose the gain you made in this town.

All the other men here and-and me,

we figured you was on our side.

One of us.

We didn't figure wrong, did we?

We just want to give Abe a little exercise, Sheriff.

Run him back to the reservation where he belongs.

Yeah, that's right.

I always said you was a good boy, Jim.

I say you're a smart one, too.

Oh, you have climbed high, Brother Jim.

They couldn't be stopped.

$500 to deliver you to your brother.

You're overpriced, but I will deliver you.

You forget I'm not an Indian, Jim boy.

I'm gonna kill you for this.

The town brethren wouldn't approve of your attitude.

Uh, I don't know what's happened to me, but...

ever since I've been in this town, I...

Well, I've never been a party to things like that before.

It has been accurately stated that a man stands "naked,

"although locked up in steel, whose conscience

with injustice is corrupted."

I... I don't understand that, but...

Mr. Stennis had 50 feet of one-inch hemp

on his saddle horn.

They were headed for some place called Weaver's Wash.

Well, Sheriff?

You had enough?

Injun, you're gonna holler if I have to cut you in half.

I'm not like you or yours.

I don't beg.

Ah, you, uh... you come to join the fun, Jim boy?

No, I came to stop it.

Ain't you forgetting who you are and what you were?

I'm remembering I'm the sheriff.

Now, you untie him. He's my prisoner.

You are a sight to behold.

You figure you and him to outgun all of us?

I suggest you take a good look at your fellow townsmen.

Go on. Take a look at 'em!

I further suggest, Mr. Stennis,

that the odds are just about even...

two of you and two of us.

You weak-kneed milksops!

You want to apologize to that animal?!

Well, take him home to supper, let him meet your womenfolk!

Just you touch it. Just you touch it.

Abe?

Consider him delivered to you,

just like in the advertisement.

And this one's on the house.

Now, you people,

your sheriff says you've got a pretty decent town.

I think, by and large, he's right.

I think he'll make a first-rate law officer,

you give him half a chance.

Take care of him.

Mr. Mossman.

I-I tried to follow you, but I got lost.

What happened?

Everything is all right, but, Mr. Mossman,

you have taken to the gun again.

And where did you get a horse?

Well... I stole it.

Well, fortunately, I do have some influence with the sheriff,

but, Mr. Mossman, you have led a sheltered life.

Come on.

"Have gun will travel," reads the card of a man

A knight without armor in a savage land

His fast gun for hire heeds the calling wind

Paladin, Paladin, where do you roam?