All language subtitles for S4E33

Mr. Paladin.

Mr. Paladin.

What are you doing?

All alone?

Well, this is a
hypothetical chess game

between Napoleon and Hannibal.

I've studied the two men

and apply the strategies
they'd probably use

in opposing one another.

How do you keep from cheating?

Well, that is the
difficult part...

To block out the opposition plan
once the move has been made.

They've played,
uh, 38 games so far.

Who wins?

Oh, Hannibal's ahead 24 to 14.

What do you have there?

A telegram.

Hmm.

"Bud Battle serving six
months robbery term here.

"If you can identify him
with Wheeler murder

"before release, can
pick up $2,500 reward.

Regards... Wilson,
Sheriff, Santa Fe."

Hmm.

Hey Girl.

Hey... dead yet?

Did a bear get him?

Let's have a look.

Yeah.

A mountain lion could have
grabbed him from the back.

Held him down
with his front claws,

while he ripped up his
back with his hind ones.

Yeah, well, how
would you know all this?

There ain't no bear around.

Lion got him, all right.

I never saw a man die before.

Well, it's like
watching a big stag

or... or three coyotes

or... a hundred rabbits.

All about the same
amount of meat.

Shouldn't we...

shouldn't we take him in?

Ah, what difference does it
make whether he dies here

or half a mile down the trail?

If you hadn't let them Indians
steal our horses and our guns,

we'd have been back in Prairie
Orchard right this very minute.

Ah, well, we got his horse now.

Well, don't stomp up
on a horse like that.

You'll spook him right
into the next county.

Here, let me get him.

He has a rifle back here.

Let's see what's
in his saddlebag.

Eh, there's some jerky.

Money.

We got nothing to worry about.

Uh, what about those birds?

Those are buzzards.

The storm will get
to him before they do.

That's a bad death.

Yeah, you can
think of a better one?

Look, I missed that
train out of Piedmont.

I want to get back home,
before that Ronson beats me to it.

But-But leaving a
man... I-I don't know.

He's gonna die anyway, ain't he?

Ah, but he's still alive.

You want to stay here and
watch him die, you got a free ticket.

You're talking about trail
scum. I'm talking about money.

Now if it'll make
you feel better

to beat his head in
with a rock, go ahead,

or I'll do it, if it'll keep
you from griping to me

all the way back
to Prairie Orchard.

Well, a man should die
alone in his own good time.

Come on, now.

Let's get on this horse.

You get on the saddle.

I'll get behind.

Go on.

? ?

Mister, you're really a mess.

That's why I'm here.

Fall in the dead oaks?

I fell into a puma.

Puma?

You're lucky.

Yeah, well, if this
kind of luck holds out,

you can send
my bill for the bath

and the shave to the poorhouse.

Bath and shave's four bits.

You got that much?

Here's one bill they missed.

You know a man wears
Mexican high-top boots,

Spanish rowel spurs,
a green jade ring?

No, nobody like that.

You answered
that pretty quickly.

You know a man
with a German accent,

miner's boots, rabbit
ear pulls, about 50?

No. No, I-I'm new around here.

Oh?

Your name Forbes?

Y-Yes.

Well, Mr. Forbes, if
you're new around here,

why is the paint on
your name on that sign

outside peeling off?

My brother owned the place.

Uh, he, uh... died.

Oh?

Well, more like a cousin.

Hmm.

I'd like to report a theft.

Say something.

What's the matter with you?

Five days ago, a
mountain lion jumped me.

Two men found me,

stole $1,800 and
my horse and guns

and left me to die.

One of them

was wearing that ring.

One year ago, we had
an epidemic in this town,

and a man come through
selling these amulets

to guard against the cholera.

There's more than a
hundred of them around.

Now, what's all
this about a theft?

What are their names?

I don't know.

What did they look like?

Well, I don't know that, either.

What proof have you got
that you had that money?

Wire Wilson, the
sheriff in Santa Fe.

He paid me a $2,500
reward a week ago.

So, you're one of them.

You won't pin on a badge

and stick around to do
the hard part of the work.

You just hang
around on the fringes...

Cop off the cream.

I have made a
legal claim with you.

Well, I don't like
your legal claim.

You know, this
wouldn't be the first time

that a man met someone on
the trail, gambled away his money

and then hollered for the law.

Well, in that case, I would
know their names, wouldn't I?!

I'd have some idea
of their description,

what they look like.

And I certainly wouldn't
fight any mountain lion

just to build up my case.

I'll see what I can do.

So will I, Sheriff.

I want to look in the eyes of
a man who'll stand over me

and write my epitaph like
I was a skinned buffalo.

There's a law for the trail,
there's a law for the town.

And a common law of
decency that covers both.

Now you're confusing law

with the story of
the Good Samaritan.

Well, Sheriff, does
the Bible ever say

what happened to
the Bad Samaritans?

Not one word.

Well, before we're through here,

we may just write
some added verses.

Why don't you ride out of town?

Well, for one thing,
I don't have a horse.

Like to send a message.

The inkwells are dry.

It's been that way the
better part of the week.

Do you mind stepping out here?

Come on.

If this is a holdup, look,
I-I don't have any money.

I haven't sent a
message in two weeks.

Believe me. I...

You don't know me?

Well, no.

And I promise
to forget you, too.

I-I-I don't have more
than ten dollars here.

Where were you five days ago?

Well... well, I was in jail.

Well, good for you.

Well, you see, the old demon
barleycorn kind of got to me.

Mm-hmm.

Well, I'm looking for a man

who wears those high-top
Mexican boots like yours

and Spanish rowel
spurs, just like yours.

I can find you a
lot of men like that.

North of the border?

Well... right here in town.

You see, we have a-a
Mexican fiesta week.

It don't start till the
day after tomorrow,

but I-I kind of got
myself a week's start,

and it-it kind of
got me in trouble.

"Kingston Bank, San Francisco.

"Wire me $200 to this
station immediately... Paladin."

You read very well.

W-Well, I have to
read it to send it, uh...

How much?

Well, I have to charge
you. Minimum's four dollars.

Now, where's the
express station?

Well, it's just five doors down
the block, but it's not open.

How do you know?

Well, I can see the
station agent coming here.

Good morning, Rack.

Well, now...

I presume from your
boots and your spurs

that you also are
prepared for the fiesta.

Jawohl.

Ol�.

And the, uh, ring.

That is for the
cholera epidemic.

Mm-hmm.

How many German families
are there in this community?

Thirty.

30 families?

Hmm, give or take a few.

I'll be in the hotel when
my money gets here.

What can I pour you, mister?

Beer, please.

Anything else?

I need a little credit.

Credit? Mm-hmm.

Well, that's something
we're fresh out of.

And, uh, free lunch is only
for the paying customers.

Topaz, you get back to work.

Cash drawer doesn't know
where a quarter came from.

Thank you, Topaz.

Paladin?

Now, I am Paladin.

I am aware of that.

How does it happen that
you also are aware of it?

Two men from here
left you on the trail to die.

You've come here to kill them.

Been quite a bit of speculation

as to which of our neighbors
wouldn't be with us very long.

How do you know
I'm going to kill them?

Are you?

I don't know.

You told the sheriff.

How do you know
what I told the sheriff?

Since you hit town,
every word you've said,

probably a few you haven't,
have been common rumor.

As this conversation will be.

Those might be friends
of mine you're looking for.

Well, I'd say they must be
friends of the whole world,

the way they've been protected.

Hidden.

A man doesn't
have to be any good

to be worth something
to somebody.

Those men didn't help you

because they didn't
think they could.

If they'd stayed there
they'd have died, too.

Tell me, would it make a grave
any warmer if you shared it?

Well, they could've left
me my horse and my food.

They probably didn't
think you needed the food.

And would you leave a horse

hitched to a tree
to starve to death?

My horse was saddled and free.

Free to trip on the
reins and break its neck.

Well, I was particularly
impressed with their concern

for the welfare of my money.

I'm sure they took that

to keep it from falling
into the wrong hands.

Oh, you survived.

Leave it alone!

I survi...?!

Topaz, I survived...

because the cat
that clawed me, I shot

and fortunately, it
died near enough

so I had the meat to eat

and a skin to wrap
myself up in at night.

That's why I survived.

You, uh...

in love with one of them?

Wrong.

Then why are you
protecting them?

Oh, why do you have
to complicate things?

Topaz, I want to ride out of
this town on my own horse

with my money, my own
guns and my own saddle.

Now, is that
complicating things?

Will you settle for that?

I don't know.

Well, thank you.

? ?

You leaving now, Paladin?

Still a matter of $1,800,

my handgun and
a score to settle.

Score to settle? If you
oughtn't hadn't gotten

so mad at them
two men out there,

you'd be laying dead right now.

I've got some cash on the way,

and I owe a few
debts around this town.

I'll settle your debts.

I'll settle my own debts.

What are you doing here?

What do you know about this?

Well, I, uh...

I walked down when I
saw a crowd gathering.

All right, why did they gather?

The, uh, horse's head.

Same as the one on the
card you left at the bathhouse.

Is there anything this town
doesn't know about me?

Yeah, one thing:
when you're leaving.

Well, they might
just as well know that.

Not yet.

Paladin.

Somebody left this
at the saloon for you.

Only left the gun,
didn't leave his name.

Here's your money, Mr. Paladin.

Is this one of the men?

You gonna kill him?

Maybe.

Well, I-I-I didn't
want to leave you.

I-I-I meant to stay with you.

Did you?

This is only $200.

But that is all you wired for.

Boggs works for the
telegraph company.

I want the money that
was in my saddlebags.

Well, I didn't have
anything to do with that.

Uh... we...

"We"?

Who is the other half of "we"?

I am.

Now, let's get on with this.

Cull, don't be an
idiot. He'll kill you.

I'm trying not to.

Maybe if you came
up with my money?

I haven't got your money.

And I know your type, and
thinking what you're thinking,

my life ain't worth a lead
dime as long as you're alive.

He'll live.

You call that a fair fight?

It ain't loaded!

That's right.

You rob a corpse, leave it.

Corpse gets up
and walks into town,

and you try to get
it to lie down again

by giving it an empty gun,

challenging it to a shootout.

That is just about
as worthless a man

as I've seen in a long time,

and yet this town was
willing to hide him, protect him.

Why?

Well, Cull is no darn
good, but he's awful slick.

He owed almost everybody.

Then when he showed
up with that money

he said he won in a card game,

we all descended on
him and he paid off.

There's an old saying...

uh, "Don't look a gift
horse in the mouth."

Mm-hmm.

There's also an old saying...

"None is so blind as
he who will not see."

Now, do I get my
money, or do you get me?

There was no cholera
epidemic, was there?

No, the ring just traveled fast.

And no Mexican fiesta?

No Mexicans.

How many Germans?

Two.

Topaz...

I owe the hotel a
dollar and a half.

Did you pay them?

I didn't know it
was empty, Paladin.

He gave it to me.

I didn't know.

? ?

? "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 ?

? A soldier of fortune ?

? Is the man called Paladin ?

? Paladin, Paladin ?

? Where do you roam? ?

? Paladin, Paladin ?

? Far, far from home. ?