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Evening, P.M.

- Gus, Charlie. - Howdy.

- Behaving yourselves? - No, we ain't going to try.

What are you doing alone in town on Saturday night, P.M.?

Some late chores.

I'm going to meet Nora now at the Breckinridges'.

- Say hello for us. - I sure will.

Funny way to go to the Breckinridges', through Mexico.

Come on, before you turn into a pillar of salt.

I certainly didn't think P.M. was that kind of a man.

- How you been, P.M.? - Hot.

The rain, senor P.M., it comes down tonight for certain, eh?

I hope so.

You'll have to step on it, P.M.

The river bottom's starting to fill up.

The more rain the better. My ranch is as dry as a bone.

Good night.

As late as this seasonal rain has been,

it still comes in time to save

millions of dollars worth of crops and grazing land.

The loss of cattle has been high, but not disastrously so.

Latest reports from the Border Patrol.

The Santa Cruz riverbed is filling up rapidly.

All Valley residents are cautioned against trying

to cross the Santa Cruz until the river subsides.

Better leave your car on this side, P.M.

- I can't. - Don't risk it.

We'll take you across.

No.

All right, Charlie.

We'd better get started before we get stuck ourselves.

So far, telephone communication

between the Valley and Nogales remains open.

However, the Santa Cruz river is impassable and still rising.

The Border Patrol has stopped all traffic

attempting to cross the river until further notice.

Valley residents, accustomed to this annual rainstorm,

have stocked up on food supplies and are in no danger.

Pat?

That you, Pat?

How did you get out?

We can talk later.

I'm hungry.

No, now.

How did you get out?

I had a key.

- Did you use that? - I didn't have to.

What about some food, Pat?

I haven't eaten in a couple of days.

Does anybody know you came this way?

Just Emily.

I rode a freight into Denver.

Emily gave me all the cash she had on hand.

And my address.

We happen to have an old-fashioned sister.

She still believes that blood is thicker than water.

Any servants around?

Not on weekends.

Before anything else, I want that gun.

I said I didn't use it.

Sit down.

Don't let that beer worry you. I've become a soft drink man.

Emily tells me you're married. Your wife know about me?

No.

Guess I shouldn't ask stupid questions.

Okay?

How did you find this house?

Emily said it was between Tucson and the border.

When I got in, I looked it up in the phonebook.

And you asked people how to locate me?

No.

I asked about different ranches, like I was looking for a job.

I couldn't put you to work if I wanted to.

I couldn't explain hiring a man during the slack season.

I didn't expect we'd start being brothers again.

I'm as anxious to get out of here as you are to have me go.

Just give me a few bucks and drive me across the border.

I wish I could.

The Santa Cruz is flooded.

Mine was about the last car across it.

There's no way back until it goes down.

There has to be.

- I've got to get across. - How? How?

The water must be six or seven feet deep by now.

Current strong enough to knock over a tank.

I never figured on a break like this.

Mildred and the kids are waiting for me in Mexico.

You got your family mixed up in this?

Don't sound so righteous, will you?

What do you suppose families are for?

You can leave by the back way.

I think I'll meet my sister-in-law first.

I told you to get out.

Aren't you supposed to help your wife

with the car or the garage doors?

I'm only asking.

Mildred and I never had a car so I wouldn't know the etiquette.

If you'd rather be turned over to the Border Patrol,

I can arrange it.

You wouldn't risk it.

Any man who likes to be called by his initials

has to be scared to death of scandal.

Escaped convict turned in by his own brother.

It'd make good reading for your friends.

Roll out the drinks, P.M. We're elected tonight.

Are you in here?

This is an old friend of mine, Nora. Eric Bell.

We ran into each other in town.

Oh, I didn't know P.M. had any old friends.

Eric's car broke down in town.

Well, I hope he won't be needing it for the next couple days.

When the river overflows, we're isolated.

But if you drink enough whiskey, time just flies.

Well, come on in and meet our thirsty company.

Now, who's going to have what?

Still the fast-thinking lawyer.

I'm afraid we'll have to join them in there.

When did you become a drinking man?

I didn't.

Whether you believe me or not, Pat,

I wish I didn't have to put you in this kind of spot.

You'll have to call me P.M.

Otherwise, it might cause questions.

Oh, I'll remember.

Just one thing more, Donald.

- Eric. Eric Bell. - I know.

I just wanted to say that

you'll see a lot of drinking inside.

It goes on most of the time during the storm,

from one house to another.

I hope you meant that

about being on the wagon.

I've been taking the cure for the past five years.

They don't serve anything

stronger than water in the penitentiary.

And old friend of P.M.'s, everybody. Eric Bell.

This is Mr. and Mrs. Breckinridge

- How do you do? - The Cadys, the Millers.

and more of the same due to arrive at any time.

- How do you do? - Glad to have you aboard, pal.

What'll it be, scotch or bourbon?

Neither one, thanks.

Beer?

- No, thanks. - Oh, really?

First visit to our valley, Mr. Bell?

Yes.

- How about just a little one? - Come on.

Eric's just gotten over being pretty sick.

He's not allowed to drink.

- Sounds like ulcers. - Yes.

- Gastric or duodenal? - Duodenal.

Well, listen to that.

Mr. Bell has only been here a little while and

P.M. has caught up on his whole medical history.

What you ought to do is get off that rat race, pal.

Get yourself a few thousand acres here in the Valley

and stay healthy.

My husband sounds like a TV commercial

for Valley living, Mr. Bell.

Unfortunately, he doesn't look it.

I'm in the same shape as I was 20 years ago.

That's positively frightening, honey.

That's what I get for marrying a young filly.

Whenever it rains, he gets very romantic.

Luckily, it doesn't rain much.

Well, if you'll excuse us, I'll get Eric some dry clothes.

Through here.

It'd be nice to have an extra man around the house.

If he's young and tall, especially.

You're only guessing, honey.

How could you possibly remember?

We'll share this room.

What about your wife?

Her room's through there.

Oh.

We thought as long as we had two bedrooms,

we might as well use them. - Sure.

These ought to fit you.

Thanks, but I don't feel much like joining the party.

- I need sleep. - Just as well.

Once you get me across the border,

I'll make sure I disappear.

That won't change things much for me.

Harboring a fugitive is a felony.

Being a lawyer, I can't plead ignorance.

I'll take a look at the river first thing in the morning.

Pat-

P.M.

Okay for me to sleep in the outside one?

Either one.

I get a kick out of the switch.

When we were kids, I always had to sleep against the wall,

remember?

Good night.

- Morning, P.M. - Morning.

Anybody try it?

Nobody that crazy.

What about above?

Oh, it's just as bad.

If you have business in Nogales,

you'd better put it off for a few days.

Three or four at least.

Hey, P.M. What are you doing up so early?

- Morning, Lil. - Hi.

Aren't you afraid you'll cause talk,

leaving Nora home with a strange man?

He's no stranger. We go back a long way.

He's very attractive. Kind of sad-looking, though.

He hasn't been well.

Nonsense, he's too physical for that.

Ulcers don't show on the outside.

I bet you the whole thing's mental. Psychosis.

Don't bet, Lil. You'll lose.

Wait, P.M.

Let's make it an even hundred dollars.

When you bring him to my party tonight,

I'll feed him a few drinks.

When he wakes up tomorrow with ulcer pains,

you'll collect the hundred.

Otherwise, you pay little Lil.

We're close enough friends to talk confidentially.

Well, I should think so.

Drinking upsets him, mentally.

Oh, well, then forget my silly bet.

I didn't realize it was that serious.

It's not really serious,

at least that's the wrong word for it.

Well, if everybody else is drinking all around him,

it might tempt him.

That's why it'll be better for us

to bypass your shindig tonight.

Not at all. You come to my party tonight

and you bring your friend with you.

It'll be something interesting to watch for a change.

It's not fair to place a man in that position.

Oh, that's silly. Plain silly.

You bring your boy to my house tonight,

or we'll move my party over to your place.

You're the first one of P.M.'s old friends I've ever met.

Don't judge the others by me. I'm no recommendation.

No, don't bother with that.

I'll stack them up after P.M. has had his breakfast.

How long have you two known each other?

We're from the same town.

- Whereabouts? - Iowa.

- A town you never heard of. - Makes you childhood friends.

He was older.

What kind of a boy was he?

Average.

No. No, better than that.

A sort of head man. The kind of guy I always wanted to be.

I used to follow him around like Mary's little lamb.

Just to be along side of him made me feel like-

like I had the biggest muscles in town,

like I could break every record there was.

Every time he won a prize, it was like winning it myself.

You must have missed him when he moved away.

Yes, I missed him.

I think I even hated him for leaving.

You know, kid stuff. A kid hurts easy.

Well, when did you start sleepwalking?

You must have been out of the house before six.

It's too hot to sleep.

I went down to take a look at the river.

It can't be crossed.

Means you'll be with us for a little while, Eric.

You know, I think I'll fire the servants and hire Eric.

He's a dream around the house.

By the time I got up this morning,

he had everything neat.

What got you up so early?

I needed a pick-me-up. Get me in shape for tonight.

We don't have to go to Lil's party.

Of course we do.

When Lil Breckinridge gives a party, it's a must.

Eric and I were talking about the old days.

Yours and his.

Nora ought to be the lawyer in this family.

She's cross-examine you until she gets the story of your life.

Ellen, don't make it difficult for yourself.

Just do what I told you to do. Sure.

And try not to be obvious. See you later, Ellen. Bye.

Hope you know what you're doing.

Well, I have to warn people, don't I?

Look, why have him here at all?

Don't you have any imagination?

It'll be stimulating, like waiting for a bomb to go off.

Oh, fine.

Hannah? Lil.

I had to talk to you before the party.

When you get here- just a second, Hannah.

Don't, will you, honey?

When you get here tonight, be careful about P.M.'s friend.

Well, you know. Eric Bell.

Hannah, just listen to me for a minute, without the questions.

And whatever you do, this is very confidential.

The man's a mental case. Well, that is, he used to be.

A real bad one. And there's always danger of a relapse.

It's positively imperative that he does not have a drop to drink.

Oh, gosh. Here he is.

Put the drinks away, Hal. Quickly.

Oh, come in, come in. Almost everyone's here.

It's good to see you, Mr. Bell.

Nice of you to invite me.

Darling, would you please take Mr. Bell in-

Oh, that's much too formal.

Would you please take Eric in and introduce him around?

Sure. Come on, Eric.

Everyone's alerted. He won't get a drop to drink.

You told the others what I said?

Of course, darling.

How else could I keep him from being tempted?

- How do you do? - Hi.

Hi, pal.

Hello, Ellen. Hello, Stan.

- Is he here? - Shh.

He's inside. Remember, not a drop to drink in his presence.

I got fortified at home.

Take it easy. We're all working with you.

How could you do this to me? What kind of a woman are you?

Oh, yes, of course. Hello again, Mr. Bell.

Glad to see you.

- Jenkins? - Yes, Mr. P.M.?

Get some drinks rolling.

- For you too, sir? - I might. I might later on.

Make mine a martini, Jenkins.

Coming right up, Madame.

Anything for you, Mr. Bell?

Yes, I think I will.

A straight ginger ale.

- Don't stop pouring, Jenkins. - Come on, Eric.

Hey, Hal. Could you please get Eric's ginger ale?

- Isn't it? It's a beautiful top. - Oh, sure, sure.

Jenkins, Jenkins? Ice.

What'll you open?

- I'll stick along. - Yeah?

Up it twenty bucks.

Twenty more.

That's forty to me. I stay.

How are you, Mrs. Klein?

Anytime you feel like sitting in, pal, just holler.

Too rich for my blood, thanks.

- How are you doing, Nora? - I'm on tiptoes.

You know, nice, fat, little balloons under my feet,

floating me up and down.

You still ginger ale-ing?

No, no. Two's my limit.

Come on, let's play Scrabble. Ellen, do you want to play?

Looks like the rain has about stopped.

Everything and everybody has to stop some time.

How long does it take for the river to go down?

Three, four days, maybe. It varies.

Eric,

are you married?

Over ten years.

Do you and your wife ever just sit around the house and relax?

Well, we used to,

although we haven't had much chance to be together lately.

Well, when you are, do you talk?

You know what I mean, to each other?

About the kids, mostly.

We have three.

We used to talk about kids, P.M. and me,

about why we could never have any.

I'm sorry.

Oh, there are compensating things.

30,000 acres, a big herd of cattle, horses,

closets full of whiskey.

Here's to your brood, Eric.

Thank you.

Well, that's the way it goes.

Our cows have children, our mares have children,

but no children for the lady of the manor, not ever.

Why do you fool with that stuff?

Best fun medicine in the world.

That's how you handle it, like medicine.

You haven't had enough to drink tonight

to float a feather.

Don't tell me you've been counting.

Yeah.

You started four drinks, finished none.

Let's go inside.

You know,

you're a lot like P.M.

Wear a man's clothes and you're bound to look like him.

No, no. I mean in other ways.

For instance, you're both teetotalers.

So are you, Nora.

The way you handle the stuff,

you might just as well vote the Prohibition ticket.

Yes, yes?

It's for you, P.M. Denver's calling.

Tell them to call back later, Lil.

We're in the middle of a hand.

- I fold. - Come on.

Hello?

Yes, I'm Mr. Martin.

- Hello? - Pat?

This is Emily.

Is Donald with you?

Is he all right?

But he hasn't crossed yet?

It's our annual rainstorm.

We're cut off from the mainland until the river goes down.

Remember this is our brother we're talking about.

Now let me talk to him.

Don't argue. I have an important message for him.

Hold on.

Hello, Em.

Yes, I am.

Fine, fine.

How bad is it?

You might as well tell me, please.

But they're still all right?

You're sure?

I'm very grateful to you, Em. Very much.

Someday I hope to be able to tell you in person.

Yes, I will.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

I have to call my family.

We'll talk inside.

What is it? Anything wrong?

Some business deal.

We have to discuss a few details.

I can't waste time. I have to call.

- Can't take a chance on calling. - I have to.

Mildred spent the last of our money to call Emily

and ask about me. I was supposed to be in Nogales by yesterday.

We'll drive over to my house.

You can call her from there.

Operator.

This is Mr. Martin at 2-5.

I want Nogales, Mexico. 1-8-7-8.

Thank you.

She'll call back.

When you get on the phone, be careful.

Sometimes the operators get curious.

Isn't this a bad time to go off the wagon?

Anytime is, especially for a mental case.

Isn't that the way you diagnosed me to your friends?

One of them told me not to worry,

a friend of hers was locked up in an asylum for five years,

but today he's almost as sane as anyone else.

I told that story for your protection.

You always were a thoughtful guy.

If you hadn't got drunk 5 years ago, you wouldn't be

in this kind of trouble. - Quit the lecture, will you?

Drunk or sober, I'd have used a gun on him.

He was coming at me with a busted bottle.

Why didn't you plead self-defense?

I couldn't afford a smart lawyer.

I kept telling Mildred not to worry.

My brother Pat was a top lawyer.

He'd come back to Illinois to defend me.

I couldn't get away.

Emily said you wouldn't come.

You never walked up to a problem in your life.

Why-

Yes?

Is that Nogales 1-8-7-8?

Will you please call the American lady to the telephone?

All right.

It's for you senora, the telephone.

It must be Daddy, Frank. Bring the girls.

Tell the senor that the rent

have to be paid tomorrow by twelve o'clock.

Or get out.

Hello?

Hello, Donald?

Hello, Mildred.

Oh, darling, I'm so relieved to hear your voice.

Are you safe, Donald? Are you?

It's you I'm worried about.

No, I'll talk to the children later.

I want to know your situation.

There's nothing for you to worry about, darling.

We're fine.

The only thing missing is you.

Try to make the kids understand

that I can't get across until the river goes down.

I'll explain it to them, dear. Just don't worry, please don't.

Let me, Mommy, let me.

We'll manage to make out, Donald. Honestly, we will.

Tell your landlady to wait until morning,

you'll be able to pay her then.

Yes, Pat's going to help me.

Yes, honey. This time I'm sure he is.

Very sure.

Give me her name and address.

Senora Maria Espinosa?

Okay.

Calle Vittoria de Soto.

41?

Okay, I've got it straight.

All right, put the kids on.

Here, Frank. Talk to Daddy.

Sound cheerful.

Hello, Dad. Gosh, I hope you'll be here soon.

I got a million things to tell you.

Me too, me too.

It's good to hear your voice, Frank.

Oh, you bet I will.

I'll be with you in two or three days now.

I went into business, Dad. I got my own shoeshine box.

I made four pesos yesterday.

That's about 30 cents in our money.

Maybe I'll do better tomorrow.

Sure, sure. Goodbye, Dad.

No, me, me.

In a minute, darling. Just a minute.

- Hello, Daddy. - Annie?

How's my sweet girl?

Wonderful, Daddy. We're having the best time.

Mommy was a waitress yesterday

and they gave her sandwiches for us.

It was just like a picnic, Daddy.

It's fun, Daddy, lots of fun.

When you come here, you'll see.

Now put sister on.

Jeanie, how's my little love?

When you come, what kind of present are you bringing me?

Oh, a present.

Yes, I'm bringing you something special.

A big walking doll for a present?

Yes, I'm a good girl, a very good girl.

I sleep in a big bed with Mommy and Annie

like a big girl, Daddy. And Frank sleeps on the floor.

- Say goodbye to Daddy, darling. - Goodbye, Daddy, goodbye.

Goodbye, honey. Kiss Mommy for me.

What?

Yes, you're a good girl.

Goodbye, honey.

Do you have any business connections in Nogales?

Well, I have some acquaintances.

Not very close.

Mildred is only 19 miles from here.

19 miles, that's all, Pat.

Yesterday, she got money to feed the kids by

working as a waitress in a honky-tonk

and my son was shining shoes in the street.

By noon tomorrow, unless they get money,

they'll be thrown out of their room.

I'll try to maneuver it.

- Is it that complicated? - It takes time.

How much time?

Just as soon as I can figure out a way to do it

without too much risk.

After all, this predicament is not my fault.

Isn't it? Are you sure it isn't?

You're too grown up to claim me for a guardian.

Or a brother.

I'm doing all I can to get you across the border.

Oh, I'll get over.

I'll get over, with or without you.

The brothers Martin, Cain and Abel.

Who's who, Pat?

Are you Cain or Abel?

- You're drunk. - Oh, I wish I were.

I wish I were so I'd stop wondering

why you've tried so hard to forget you had a family

or that you came from Appleton, Iowa

and you had to wear Pop's made over pants until you were 18.

Why is it so important to you to be a gutless success?

That'll be all for tonight.

Sure.

Let's get back to the party.

We're not going anywhere.

Okay.

You stay here and I'll go to the party.

If you can't figure out a way to get money to Mildred real quick

maybe one of your rich friends will oblige me.

Pat, don't tangle with me.

Get inside.

Please don't make me hit you. Please don't make me.

Inside.

We just never could be brothers, could we, Pat?

Border Patrol, this is Signal 61.

Be on the lookout for an escaped convict.

Help!

He may be armed. He is wanted by the Illinois State Police.

He was last seen

heading in the direction of the border.

- Help! - His name, Donald Martin.

Description, six feet-

Hold on. All right, we got you.

Come on.

This is no place to be taking a bath, mister.

I have to get across.

- Mildred's expecting me. - She'll wait for a few days.

Where you from?

Are you a visitor hereabouts?

Yes, a visitor.

Where you from?

I said, where are you from?

Breckinridges'.

That explains it. Another party.

Come on, mister. We'll drop you off.

Still no answer.

There's nothing to worry about, darling.

They left here stone sober.

I wonder where they could have gone.

Well, speak of the devil. Here they are.

This man says he's a friend of the Breckinridges.

- Do you know him? - Yes, that's Mr. Bell.

He's a friend. - You better take care of him.

I just found him down by the river.

Look, he's drunk.

Come in, Eric. Come in.

We were afraid we'd lost you for the evening.

Where's P.M.?

Relaxing.

- Mr. Jenkins, sir. - Yes, Mr. Bell?

Would you oblige me please with a double double?

- Anything in particular? - Alcohol, alcohol.

Why didn't he drive you back?

I like to ride in police cars.

Back home, I used to ride in police cars all the time.

If you please, sir.

I'll have Stan drive you home. Go out by the side door.

All right.

Stan, take Nora home, will you?

What's everybody whispering about?

You know why they're whispering, Mr. Jenkins?

- No, sir. - Because they think I'm crazy.

A great, big mental case.

Now, Eric, you know we don't think anything of the kind.

- You know, you're cute. - Thank you.

- But you're a cockeyed liar. - Just a minute, pal.

You can't talk to my wife like that.

Oh, yes, I can. You can't, but I can.

I don't care how drunk you are, you won't behave this way-

Stop it, Hal.

Eric didn't mean anything wrong. Did you, Eric?

Of course not. Of course not.

I get along good with people.

Mr. Jenkins.

Kindly fill up all the glasses

and let all us crazy people get along good.

Coming right up, Mr. Bell.

Fighting isn't smart, Mr. Jenkins.

Maybe it's human, but is isn't smart.

It just makes trouble.

What are you staring at?

Staring and whispering, that's the kind of thing makes trouble.

Eric, you know we all like you.

A refreshment, sir.

- Do you mind if I join you, pal? - Of course not, course not.

Only, please don't make trouble.

I was just telling Eric that we're all his friends.

That's what I need, friends.

Well, now,

P.M. is your friend, isn't he, pal?

You didn't say, Eric.

Isn't P.M. your friend?

Mildred isn't as pretty as you, but

she's nicer.

I don't know the lady.

- Nicest woman in the world. - I'm sure she is.

Why didn't P.M. come back with you, Eric?

What time is it?

Close to three.

Where did you leave P.M.?

Three from twelve,

leaves only nine hours until noon.

Would you please excuse me? Mildred's waiting.

Oh, don't go yet, pal. Let's have a nightcap.

Oh, thanks very much, but

I don't want to keep her waiting and it's over five years now.

One for the road.

Over five years.

Look, you're going to stick around here for awhile.

When I hear from P.M.,

I'll tell you whether it's okay to leave or not

Are you trying to keep me from Mildred?

A few minutes won't make any difference to her, whoever she is.

Sit down and have another drink while I phone.

I told you I didn't want trouble.

Didn't I tell you I didn't want trouble?

Hal, let him go. He's crazy, let him go.

Stop it, pal.

Let him go, Hal. Let him go.

Let him go.

We'll call the Border Patrol.

Somebody sure beat up this room.

Pat?

Are you in there?

Pat?

I'm right here.

What happened to your head?

Just a bump.

I dropped a bottle and fell in the mess.

Thanks for bringing Nora home.

When you didn't answer the phone, we got worried.

We thought your friend got nasty or something.

Hello?

Yes, Hal.

Tell him to start pouring and deal me back in. I'm on my way.

- No, everything's all right. - Take care of your noggin, P.M.

But Hal, why did you?

Calling the police will only create a situation-

Hal? P.M.

What's this about calling the police?

I don't care what you thought.

Why didn't you talk to me before you jumped in feet first?

He didn't attack you, did he?

You tried to detain him and you had no right to.

Of course, of course.

I appreciate your concern over me.

But call the Patrol now, Hal, and square things.

Fine.

Fine, thanks.

Good night.

Why did you and Eric fight?

It was a fight, wasn't it?

I'll lock up.

I'm not prying.

I only ask because you're frightened.

I'm not used to seeing you like this.

I'll take care of that.

Thanks. I'll turn in.

Don't you want to tell me what this is all about?

No.

No.

Well?

I want to tell you about it.

I didn't mean to be that abrupt before.

His name isn't Eric Bell, Nora.

He's my brother, Donald.

I know I never told you I had a brother. I never told anyone.

- Why, what'd he do? - It was some kind of brawl.

He shot a man and they sent him to Joliet.

That's in Illinois, state penitentiary.

I know.

He escaped with five more years to serve.

Didn't you think I could be trusted enough

to be told about it?

It happened so unexpectedly. I got panicked.

From the first moment he showed up out there in the rain,

there was something between us, something unhealthy.

Or you imagined there was.

No, no, no. He's hated me ever since I left home.

Home. What a stupid word for it.

It was nothing but a miserable place to use for sleeping.

I couldn't grow up fast enough to get out.

They stayed, Donald and Emily.

You couldn't possibly understand the situation.

A small town, everybody whispering

how sorry there were for the poor Martin kids.

We were the town scum, the poor trash.

I had to get out or rot.

I couldn't take Emily and Donald with me.

I was only a kid myself.

I'm not accusing you of anything.

No, but Donald is.

I'm the one who's responsible for him.

This family is troubles.

Well, as long as the skeleton is out of the closet,

it has to be faced.

That's the ugly part of it.

Well, being frightened won't help.

First, we have to find him before he gets found,

before he gets into more trouble.

He was fighting drunk at Lil's house.

Spend years building up something worthwhile

and along comes the past.

Well,

maybe he's sleeping it off in somebody's barn.

It'll be light enough to try to find him.

I don't know. I don't know.

We've got to think this thing out rationally, Nora.

How far do I want to risk being involved?

What happens if I find him?

Aiding and abetting is a federal violation, a felony.

Oh, let's not make this a courtroom.

First, let's find him and we'll sit down like three human beings

and discuss the situation. - With him?

He doesn't discuss things. He gives ultimatums.

Like this.

I'm to deliver money to his wife in Nogales

before noon, or else.

- Are the children with her? - Of course.

That's the way Donald does things. He always has.

He casts aside responsibilities

the way a kid throws away old toys.

He must love Mildred very much.

Getting her stranded with three kids in a strange country

without a dollar for food or rent?

You call that love?

Yes, Pat. I do.

This isn't solving anything.

We have to do something to help his family.

Why?

Don't you see where that places us?

Yes, I certainly do.

This is 2-5.

- Get me Benjamin Reeves at- - Nora, don't.

Nogales 2-0-6-3, person to person.

Thank you.

Give me the slip of paper.

Don't you realize what a stink this will raise?

I think the landlady's name is Maria Espinosa.

Ben shouldn't have any trouble locating her.

You ask Ben to advance money to them,

people will hear about it and start asking questions.

I wonder how many words

we've said to each other since we've been married.

Millions, probably, and we still don't know each other.

Just let it ring.

Don't try anything like that, Pat.

You're not going to destroy everything we've built up here.

What have we built?

It's a simple question, Pat.

All the things we've built in our minds,

as man and wife, have disappeared.

There aren't even any dreams left anymore.

We're as wide apart as our two bedrooms.

So you go right on hugging that phone to yourself

as though your reputation was the biggest thing in life.

As far as I'm concerned,

I don't give a hoot about your reputation.

Because if a woman with three children is penniless,

that doesn't matter.

Because it says in the law books

that feeding them is aiding and abetting

and that's another felony.

What right did Donald have to breed children?

What right does anybody have?

Children are miserable, unhappy little creatures.

There's no such thing as a happy child.

You have to let the misery rub out on the world and on me.

How pleasant do you think it's been for me

to have people think there's something wrong with Nora Martin?

Poor thing, she can never have a baby.

She's not a whole woman.

Hello, Ben? P.M.

I need your help.

I want to have $2,000 delivered to someone before noon.

I'll pay you back next week when the river road is open.

Ben,

I'd appreciate it if you'd keep this confidential.

- Good morning, father. - Good morning.

Father, did anyone come to the mission

to look for shelter during the night?

No, my daughter. No one.

Thank you.

Good morning, senor P.M. How's your good wife?

She's well. Where can I find Luis?

In the fields, the whole family.

- Happy regards to your wife. - I'll tell her.

You got a minute, Luis?

For you, senor P.M., I have all day.

I'd like you to make some inquiries among your people

quietly, if possible.

There's someone I know,

he's a stranger here in the Valley,

may have got himself lost last night.

I'd appreciate if you'd keep my inquiry confidential.

But naturally, mi amigo. Naturally.

Good morning.

Don't put your money in.

Wait'll the operator asks for it.

Thank you.

Nogales, Mexico.

1-8-

1-8-7-8.

- This is 2-2-4. - 2-2-4.

All right.

She'll call you back in a couple of minutes.

What about a cup of coffee?

Yes, coffee. Thank you.

Here you are.

Just a dime.

Well, haven't seen you around here before.

- You from up north? - Yes, north. Up north.

Hello? Yes.

Please, operator, can't you get through?

I have to talk to them. I have to.

But the line was all right yesterday, late last night.

Line blown down?

Yeah, that's our biggest problem when the big rains come.

Mountains only protect the telephone wires on one side.

More coffee?

- How much whiskey can I get? - Oh, nothing now.

Can't sell the hard stuff before noon.

Can I buy a half pint and take it out?

I'd like to oblige, mister,

but it could cost me my license.

I guess you need a shot a lot worse than I need my license.

Here, drink it in this in case somebody walks in.

One more.

Have a heart, will you?

One more won't make it any worse.

No, sir. No more. Not before noon.

Yeah? Right with you.

Two beef, two ham and cheese.

- Elegant. How much? - Make it a buck even.

- Plus a container of coffee. - Buck thirty.

Come on in, I'll fill it up.

I got a customer inside with the worst hangover I've seen in years.

Looks like he just came out of the DTs.

Where in the-

Did he take anything?

No, nothing I want to complain about.

Nowhere.

I looked everywhere I could think of.

Would you like your dinner now?

I'm not hungry.

Luis Romero saw him at three o'clock this morning.

He was drunk.

Tried to hire a guide to take him across the river.

He wouldn't try to cross it on his own, would he?

If he was drunk enough.

Mildred phoned this afternoon.

She wanted to thank you for the money.

By now, everybody in Nogales must know.

Oh, I doubt that.

We can trust Ben Reeves and

Mildred sounded too considerate to hurt anybody.

Yeah.

Just like her husband.

The local news and weather will follow.

Latest reports indicate that the overflow should start receding

within the next 48 hours.

Normal traffic conditions should be restored

by the end of the week.

Now, on the national and international fronts-

At least there's no news about him.

I have your dinner all ready if you want it.

I'll settle for some sleep.

Wouldn't it be better to talk this thing out?

It's past the talking stage for us.

I've been tried and convicted and you've been the jury.

I'm the one responsible for Donald. I'm his keeper.

I'm the reason he loused up his life.

You're not being fair, Pat.

Fair?

Sure.

Show your sporting blood, Mr. Martin.

Show them how you can take it, every accusation in the book.

You're a selfish heel.

You've made a flop of your marriage, your wife miserable.

But be a good sport, Mr. Martin.

Don't you think it would be healthy to look at ourselves?

- At our marriage? - Sure.

But let the mirror take in the whole room.

What about you?

What have you done to make our marriage gel?

I've thought about it all day, Pat.

It's been a day for thinking.

How far back did you think?

Did you think about all those Saturday nights

when you played bartender for our friends?

And you watched me leave here and drive to town?

Yes I did, all of them.

I've never questioned your love, Pat,

only the quality of it.

What kind of love is it if I'm denied the one normal thing in life?

When I've been afraid that, if I had a child,

you'd hate me and the child?

If only you could see my side of it.

There'd never be anymore of those Saturday nights, never.

We can still save our marriage, Pat,

if you're interested.

Good night, Nora.

Help, polic�a! Help, police!

Polic�a, police!

Help, please.

Luis?

I apologize for the late hour, senor,

but it's a matter of urgency.

- Come in. - No, no, senor. Gracias.

There is trouble, senor. The police are-

My apologies, senora, for awaking you.

That's all right. Go on with what you're saying.

It was Ram�n. Ram�n D�az, who owns the store.

He is a very excited fellow.

Before I could say to him, do not call the Border Patrol,

because the tall one is senor P.M.'s friend,

he already calls.

Why? What happened?

Well, once a week, there is a party.

You know, the singing and the dancing

and what you call the midnight supper, you know?

Please, Luis. What happened?

Sure, sure. I make too much talk.

When Ram�n D�az go to his store for wine,

the tall one is inside and he come out this way,

like the fighting bull

Ram�n yells and yells, but the tall one does not stop.

D�az called the Patrol?

I would have stopped it, but I did not know who the thief-

- Your perd�n, senor. - No need to apologize.

- What'd he steal? - Whiskey, two bottles.

When you go back,

tell D�az I'm on my way over to pay him for the whiskey.

But tell him to call the police and withdraw his complaint.

It is too late for the police to listen, senor.

The tall one has took a revolver and two boxes of bullets.

Whiskey and a gun, it's a very bad mixture.

- Do you know which way he went? - No, senora.

But he is what the yankees call a greenhorn

and a greenhorn always go to the hills.

In the morning, they will track him.

Thank you, Luis.

It is my privilege to show you my friendship

and a special felicitaciones to you from my wife, senora.

- Gracias, adi�s. Gracias. - Thank you, Luis.

Do you think he'd give up without any trouble?

No.

Pat, don't you intend to-

Why should I?

My neck's out far enough now.

Big doings, Nora. Get P.M. dressed.

Hey, the Border Patrol's called out all us deputies,

so shake it up, will you?

I'm not going.

What are you talking about?

He's more your responsibility than he is ours,

just don't forget that. - I said I'm not going.

You know we only got a two man Patrol this side of the river

and Bell is armed, he's a walking arsenal.

Suppose he kills somebody. He's crazy enough.

Get out of here, all of you.

Go ahead, scalp your man.

That's the kind of thing you love.

But get out!

She talking for you, P.M.?

I think it's time you declared yourself.

Being my lawyer isn't enough, either we're friends or we're not.

- Okay. - Okay, that's okay by me.

Pat, he's gathering fast from all directions.

They start out as a posse and end up as a lynch mob.

Even if he wanted to surrender, they wouldn't let him.

Nora.

I'm sorry.

What do you expect me to do?

Nothing.

Not a thing.

I'm sure the posse will solve the problem.

Suppose I got to him first.

He hates me enough to use that gun.

Maybe he would, Pat, I don't know.

Maybe he'd be drunk enough or

half crazy with worry about his family.

But hate you,

I can't believe that about him anymore than I can about you.

You don't know anything about him.

He's built up so-called grievances

in his head for years.

You know what it would mean to us,

here in the Valley, if I obstructed that posse.

To hell with the Valley. I couldn't care less.

Whether you believe this or not,

I only care about us.

You want me to go after him, don't you?

The choice has to be yours, Pat,

only yours.

You can stay here and wait until the posse kills him.

Probably nobody will ever find out who he really is.

Or you can admit that he's your brother

and that no matter what the law books say,

you are your brother's keeper.

I'm glad, Pat.

Very glad.

Someday,

we can meet Mildred and the children

face to face, and not be ashamed.

We could be happy again, Pat.

Pat.

Phone Luis Romero and tell him I'll pick him up.

I will. Pat,

will you remember something for me?

Of course.

I love you.

I never realized how much until this minute.

Senor, senor.

Senor, look.

Well, the trail's wet enough to see his tracks.

Shouldn't be hard to find out which one he took.

Maybe so, but we'll let the dogs move in first

and run him down. - What?

And have him kill some of my dogs?

Look, Mr. Breckinridge,

just because a man's carrying a gun,

doesn't necessarily mean he's always going to use it.

You fellows ought to know better.

It's our duty not to take chances.

We're going in shooting.

That's the kind of insurance I like.

There is no hurry.

We will be deep into the hills with a full sun.

Any particular group you want me to lead?

I guess so.

Pick out four or five of the men and some of the dogs

and ride one of the flanks.

Better idea if I took the center.

Miller, Cady, Weaver, with me!

He leave a greenhorn trail, senor.

Which trail?

I'm not clairvoyant, Mr. Breckinridge.

Give the dogs a chance.

We're wasting a lot of valuable time.

A lot better than riding in like a bunch of headless chickens.

All right, we split up into three groups.

The first one who sees him, fire two quick shots.

The rest of you, cut through the brush and join forces.

Charlie, take your gang up the left trail.

Lou, up the right trail.

Hold up a minute, Luis.

Senor?

I think I should explain to you just what this situation is.

It is not necessary, senor.

You and senora Martin have done much for me and my family.

- Let us move, senor. - Don't argue.

I'll take it from here.

I don't want you to risk being arrested for aiding a fugitive.

- I'm not afraid. - I know.

Believe me, it's best if I'm alone.

All right, senor.

At Mule Pass, up there at the top,

across a half a mile, to the right,

a strong horse and a rider might cross the river.

It has been done, senor, and it could be done again.

Especially by a man with a strong reason.

Hasta la vista, mi amigo.

- Donald. - That's far enough.

I can't talk to you from here, Donald.

It's too late for talk.

A posse's just an hour or so behind me.

I've got enough bullets to give them a big welcome.

That's fine.

Just what Mildred and the children would want you to do.

When did you develop this sudden sentiment for my family?

Mildred and the children are well and safe.

Money was delivered to them this morning.

What's this supposed to be, some kind of overnight switch?

Yes, maybe that's what it is, an overnight switch.

All right, Pat. What's the rest of it?

Now I pay off for the charity, is that it?

Now I get down below with you like a good puppy dog.

I'm not going to take you back.

We're going to try to cross the river, together.

It's that way.

Over the summit.

How come we can suddenly cross?

I don't know that we can. I said we'd try.

This is a possibility I didn't know about until a few hours ago.

A friend told me. A man who doesn't like posses.

The force of the current might be less in this particular place.

- Can you ride? - Yes.

These are the two strongest horses I own,

and they're river-wise

- I'll cross by myself. - No, together.

What for? Once I get across,

I can get past the border guards on my own.

The border won't be a problem. I'm used to that kind of thing.

When a man is trying to make a gesture

for the first time in his life,

no one has the right to talk him out of it.

- How deep is it? - I don't know.

Have they been happy?

Who?

Your children.

I don't know, maybe not.

Must be pretty tough with a jailbird for a father.

But Mildred's made up for it, I think.

Keeping them together, I mean.

If everything works out,

I'd like to meet them someday.

Sure, someday.

Better get started.

- You take the big fellow. - But he's yours.

I ride better than you do, I'm sure. Just mount up.

Stay in the current, facing it at all times.

If it gets so deep he has to swim,

just roll off and hold onto the saddle,

- but keep clear of his hooves. - All right.

- You sure you want to go along? - Very sure.

Get his head!

Pat!

Pat.

Pat.

- We made it? - Yes, Pat.

We made it.

After a lot of years, but we made it.

I got him.

I'm not armed.

Where's the gun you stole?

I don't know, in the river or on the other side.

Can you get him to a doctor? He's got a bad crack on his head.

- From you? - No, it happened in the river.

Set up a litter to take P.M. down.

- Litter? Jail's where he belongs. - Come on, Stan.

Friendship is one thing,

but obstructing justice is carrying it too far.

Why don't you stop sounding off, Breckinridge,

and let me get on with my job. - Why don't you do it?

Or I'll handle it for you.

One more crack, just one,

and you're the one who'll be charged with obstructing justice.

P.M. didn't do anything illegal.

He's my lawyer. That gives him certain rights, doesn't it?

A lawyer can confer with his client anytime, anyplace.

That's the law, isn't it?

I didn't accuse P.M. of anything.

You say you crossed the river?

- Yes. - And then you came back?

- Yes. - Why?

My lawyer convinced me it was the thing to do.

I'm an escaped convict. Joliet Prison, Illinois,

with five more years to serve.

You went to all the trouble of busting out of jail,

and now you're willing to go back.

All of a sudden, five years doesn't seem to be a lifetime.

When a man's family is in good hands,

he can afford to be patient and plan for the future,

even in prison.

All right, Bell. Let's get started.

His name isn't Eric Bell.

It's Martin.

Donald Martin.

He's my brother.

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