All language subtitles for along the great divide (1951), Kirk Douglas, MKV, 480P, Ronbo.eng

Met a couple of bar "z" riders.
They say there's a lynching

over at the Roden place,
a rustler.

What about eating?

I got them beans
fixed real nice.

Dan.

Drop that leather.

Who are you?

My name's Merrick.

I'm a United States
Marshal here.

You're new
in the territory.

The law isn't.

We got no law.

This man's a killer.

He killed my son.

Then he'll hang
by government rope.

Hang him now!

What difference
does it make to you?

We deliver him
to Santa Loma.

The court takes over.

Go on!

Shoot him, Billy.

I'll get you first.

Shoot him.

Len, it doesn't make sense.

Your life for a killer's?

Afterwards take him
to Santa Loma.

Go ahead, shoot.

You and Lou
take the prisoner.

I'll join up
with you.

I'm sorry, Roden.
I had to do it.

We've rope enough for him,
his deputies, and the killer.

Come to your senses.
He's a Federal Marshal.

Let's get after him!

Let your father
settle this, Dan.

You're risking everything
for personal revenge.

I lost a son.

I don't want
to lose my ranch.

Who goes with me?

What will happen
in Washington

when they learn
we stretched rope

over a federal marshal
and his deputies?

Who cares what happens
to a rustler?!

It'll be just another
incident forgotten!

Another incident
is all it takes,

and this may be the one.

The rustler hangs.

Well, I'm waiting.

Give it up, man.

We know
how you feel.

Let us go with you,
Bury young Ed.

Get out of here!

All of you!

Where you going?

I'm going to bury Ed.

He'll be buried
where he belongs

at the ranch.

I'll help you
bring him in.

I'll bring him in alone.

Why can't I help?
He was my brother.

He was my son.

So am I.

I'll meet you
at the ranch.

Call all the hands in.

They're not following.
We can take it easier now.

You said you was
new around here,

didn't you, Marshall?

What about it?

You don't know the Rodens
father or son.

They ain't never
gonna give up...

Not till i'm swinging
in the wind.

They won't fight
the law.

I suppose I'd be
wasting my time

telling you I never killed
young Roden.

You're wasting
my time, too.

Jury decides whether
you're innocent or guilty,

and not me.

Well anyways,

thanks for what you done
back there.

No tricks.

Billy, you and the prisoner
go ahead.

Horses are getting
mighty thirsty, Len,

and it's a-fixin'
to get dark.

Don't you reckon we better
find us a spot to bed down?

If you fellas would like to
spend the night off the ground,

my place ain't more
than two hours' ride.

It's right on the way.

I got nothing against
a floor under me.

All right, mister, we'll
take you up on that.

Never thought i'd be singing
my way to my own trial.

Mister, they're trying you
for the wrong crime.

Hold it.

That's where they say
I killed young Roden.

Where'd you say this
hacienda of yours was?

Due west. There's two
pointed rocks along the trail,

and we're
just beyond.

Go ahead, Billy.

I'll catch up with you
at his place.

All right, pop,
let's go.

You saved his killer.
What more do you want?

I'm sorry about
your son, Roden.

He was worth any
5 men on the range.

He was what I always wanted,
golden in a son.

A gun seemed made
for his fingers.

There wasn't a horse
he couldn't ride

nor a man whose heart
he couldn't win.

And now he's dead...

His heart smashed by
a rustler's bullet.

Here, let me help.

Keep your hands
off of him!

You want to help?
String up his killer now.

You don't know
he killed.

All you know is
he stole some cattle.

You think I'd take
a man's life

for stealing a few
head of cattle?

He killed my son...

And he dies for it.

Hey, Roden!

Roden!

Stop firing!
We ain't cattlemen!

Kicking won't get you anywhere
unless you're a mule,

and I'm glad to see
you're not.

Let me go, you...

- Turn her loose.
- Easy, pop.

- A friend of yours?
- She's my daughter.

The old coot
cold-framed us.

Hey, what happened?

Well, we come in riding
nice and easy-like

and him singing
at the top of his lungs.

Then all of a sudden, he starts
giving out with owl hoots.

We thought he'd gone loco

that is, until she
snuck up behind us

and told us
to drag out of here.

We started arguing,
and she started shooting.

That any way
to treat guests?

No cattlemen is
guests of ours.

No use, Ann.

I tried to discourage
these boys.

No harm in trying,
but they're the law.

The law?

What do you want?

Your father's
under arrest.

For what?

Rustling.

Rustling?
You call it rustling, what...

That's what I call it.

Now that we're
all friends, maybe...

well, thanks.

Maybe the boys would
like to have supper.

Ann's a real fine cook.

If she's as good at cooking
as she is at ambushing,

what have we got to lose?

Only our lives.

Fixing the old man's
will for him.

Makes quite a document.

There you are, honey.
That's as clean as I can get it.

That's what I call
real home cooking.

You cook the supper.

Hey, I'm hungry.

Set the table.
I ain't serving you.

Uh...put this down:

Whereas
I hereby bequeath

my homestead
to my daughter.

You don't need the "whereas"
and the "hereby."

I'll leave that
up to you, but

just be sure there's enough
"whereas" in there

to make any law wrangler
sit up and take notice, huh?

Now, this here
bowie knife I give to...

You give it to me...

For the time being.

All right, put it down.

I give it to Marshal Merrick
again my better feelings.

Furthermore,
let it be known

to all interested parties

that I want my daughter Ann
to go to Lancaster,

whereas to stay with
my sister Ida Bessie.

You don't have to put
that in your will.

It's my will.
Put it in.

I'm leaving my daughter,
ain't I?

I got to leave her
to someone.

I'll give you something
to put in that will,

something to put
on his tombstone.

Here lies
my beloved father,

murdered by Marshal Merrick.

By the way,
what's your first name?

So's we can write
it all down.

Hey, where you going?

Get some liniment.
Do you mind?

Those spurs of yours
ain't made of goose feathers.

Where are you going?

Wouldn't be fitting to
let you go by yourself.

You mean it ain't
fitting to trust me.

That's a bad cut.
You might need help.

She knows the way, Marshal.
You don't need to bother.

Why don't you come back and rest yourself,
and I'll play you my guitar?

You play the guitar
for them,

and no more owl hoots
out of you.

Careful sort
of fella, ain't he?

No sporting blood.

Not during
working hours.

And that's
from sunup to sunup.

I think I'll go
water the horse.

No. I done watered
the horse.

I got a lot more stuff
to finish this document.

Here's a pair of boots.

Got them mail order
from Amarillo 12 year ago.

Hardly wore at all.
See?

Shame to let
a new pair of boots...

what size do you wear?

Any size those are.
Thanks.

Well, now, let's see.

Dog my hide.

I done forgot
about this.

I've been saving it
for Ann's wedding.

Put this down, I...

hereby leave this to...

You better
cross that out.

Dark in here.

- You scared?
- Not yet.

I'll reach it.

Sit down.

For horses', mules',
and varmint bites.

That ought to do it.

Pull up your pants.

Sure did brand you.

It will be all right.

I wouldn't have rousted you
around that way

if i'd known
you was a girl.

I ain't blaming you.

Sorry, but

this would be a lot easier
if you wore dresses.

Dresses slow you down.

Depends on where
you're going.

That ought to do it.

Marshal...

I'm sorry about
what I said in there,

about you
murdering my pa.

I didn't pay it no mind.

Let him go.

They'll catch up
with him, sure.

He'll be lynched.

He won't be lynched.

I promise you that.

You don't know
these cattlemen.

They burned our crop
3 year in a row.

Because they don't want
homesteaders on the range.

Fourth year, they
burned down our house.

You think they'll
stop at lynching

now they caught him
rustling?

Give him a chance,
mister, please.

For your sake?

If you like.

You didn't need to cut
yourself like that.

Cut myself?

I wear a single rowel.

You scratched yourself
with a Mexican spur.

I'll do it.

You sure got
a one-track mind.

Or did you figure on
using this as a crutch?

I figured to wrap it
round your neck.

Marshal, I wouldn't want
it known I came.

Talk.

Roden's decided you're not
to get to Santa Loma.

He's lining up his ranch
hands to stop you.

You were one of the hanging party.
What changed you?

I didn't know a marshal
was in the district.

I don't want any part
of the trouble that

would come from a lynching
witnessed by a federal man,

if you're not lynched, too.

All right, swear on
your men as a posse

'till you get us
to Santa Loma.

I have to live here.

No cattleman would fight Roden
to protect a killer.

No court's found
him guilty yet.

What proof do you want?
Ed's dead, ain't he?

And we found the old man
with the cattle he was after.

If he's a killer, his trial
will take care of it.

If Roden don't take
care of it first.

When he buried his boy,
know what he put on the marker?

"Here a father's heart
is buried."

A man with no heart
makes a bad enemy.

Thanks.

No law against cleaning up
afore eating, is there?

Sit down, Len.

We ain't eating.
Get saddled up, boys.

I thought we was
staying the night.

Roden's men are
after him.

We move fast,
we'll lose them.

We can't move
that fast.

We'll head through
the desert to Santa Loma.

The desert?
This is August, man.

No self-respecting rattler would try
to cross the desert in this heat.

You'll never make
Santa Loma thataway.

We got no choice!

The other way,
Roden will be waiting.

I don't aim to
have us all killed.

Well, let Roden
have the old man.

He ain't meant nothing
but trouble to us.

Sure, give him up, jughead.
Save your own hides.

We're leaving now
across the desert.
Sure, give him up, jughead.
Save your own hides.

We're leaving now
across the desert.

Look, I know
it's tougher,

but they won't figure on us
taking the long way around,

and even if they do, we'll have
a night's ride ahead of them.

Pack up, Billy.

Come on, pop.
Supper's over.

Git your hat.

Here's two
of them.

Cinch up
those water bags

and don't load on
too much grub.

Water's more important
than food on this picnic.

Marshal, i'm sorry to cause
such a to-do,

and I want to thank you
for comin

I ain't doing this on your
account mister, It's the law.

If you'd killed 10 men,
I'd still take you in.

Then you think
I did kill him?

I don't think about it,
one way or the other.

You ain't going
no place.

I'm going with him.

You stay here.
You meet us in Santa Loma, huh?

Pop, I ain't leaving you.

Ah, this new generation.

You think you can
take it, saddle up.

You're on your own.

That's a hard man,
Billy.

He's a fair one.

That's as it may be.

I don't think we're going to have
no more singing from here on.

Nope, I guess not.

I don't know, maybe singing's
the way to go.

Don't sing that.

That's enough.

What's eating
at you, son?

Never call me son.

I didn't call you son like
you was one of my kinfolk.

Forget it.

What's eating at him, Billy?

My singing
can't be that bad.

I sung with you before.
He never said nothing.

I wouldn't sing
that one, pop.

Why not?

His old man
used to sing it.

Merrick...

Listen to me.

Alone, my pa
might get away,

but they'd be able to trail
a whole body of horses.

Give him a chance.
Let him go.

My job's to bring him
to trial.

He'll hang.

Then he'll hang.

If your pa's alive,

I hope his corpse
swings in the wind.

Well, I'll be doggone.

What is it, pop?

I got him.

He'll be glad
to turn me loose

when I'm done with him.

That song you hate...

your father used to
sing it, huh?

I'm sorry, Len.

I remind you of your father,
don't I, son?

And you're taking me
to be hung.

Why don't you call me pop
and make the joke complete?

We've got a long,
dry stretch ahead of us

with a hot wind
coming up.

Billy, check
the water bags.

And, Lou, fill up
the canteens.

Yeah. I want to fix up
this grub first.

We'll eat in the saddle.

What?

We'll eat
in the saddle.

Man, we rode all night.

You got to rest up
here during the day.

In a couple hours,
that desert floor

will be bouncing
heat off it like

like eggs off
a red-hot skillet.

Fill it.

Swallowed too quick.

Did your pa use chawing
tobacco, too, son?

Lay off, pop.

No sense
just taunting him.

I got a dagger in him,
and now I'm twisting it.

Something's got to give.

If I could get
my hands on his gun...

Gun?

This song's better
than any gun.

All filled up, Len.

All right,
let's get moving.

Come on!

I like it here.

Get mounted.

You know, Billy, they call
this dead man's creek.

How come?

A U.S. Marshal
fell off his horse

and drowned himself
right here.

Don't that old coot
ever dry up?

He keeps running on like one
of them gramophone machines.

It's bad enough that we got
to sweat out all this heat

without listening to that
old coot a-croaking.

It's my doing.

I shouldn't maybe
have told him about...

About what?

I'm on this picnic,
too, you know!

Nothing.

Don't stop now!

I'm just beginning
to enjoy it, son!

We'll rest here.

Break out
the grub, Lou.

What's the matter--
is he hungry now?

Cut it Lou,
Len drives itself just as hard.

Well, pin a medal
on him.

Merrick, I've got
a deal to offer you.

What would it be worth to you
not to hear that song no more?

You know, it will be
getting dark soon,

and you wouldn't be
held accountable.

I could take my chances
on the desert

and head for the border.

You wouldn't be hearing
that song no more.

There will be no deal.
Now, get back there.

All right,
all right.

But I've been meaning
to ask you, son,

about your father.

You know, you never
did say, son...

But...

did you hang him, too?

Let go! Let go!
Leave him alone!

Let him go!

Pop, what happened?

That man's
a tough trader.

In fact, he don't trade!

What's the matter with you?
You gone loco?

Help Lou with the grub.

Len, no sense
driving yourself this way.

What tune
you singing now?

I don't know.

Maybe--maybe we shouldn't
take him into Santa loma.

What are you
driving at?

What I mean is,

he's a harmless old coot.

Well, you know
what I mean.

He--he don't look like a killer.

That ain't your business...

Or mine.

Our job is to take him in.

Get mounted!

Merrick!

We're taking
the rustler alone,

or you'll die with him!

I'm warning you
for the last time, Roden!

Don't come any closer!

All right, take cover.

Keep shooting.

I got their water bag.

I want the rustler.

Let's try
and get above them.

Keep down!

Hey, Roden!

Look at Dan!

He'll get the rustler,
all right.

Another trigger finger
won't do no harm.

I can shoot,
too, mister.

You shoot back there
and sit down. Go on!

Drop it...Fast!

Get up and keep
your hands high.

Get over there.

Call them off.
Call them off!

Hold them, father!
Hold them!

Hold them!

Hold your fire!

Let my son go!

It's your turn to go, Roden!

We'll leave!

You can have the rustler...

But let my son go!

He stays with us
to Santa Loma!

That will guarantee
no more trouble from you!

Let him go, I said!

Get gone before
I kill him anyway!

I've lost one son.

I can't lose another.

Tie him up.

What happened?

I turned my back
on him.

I'm a dumb deputy.

Well, I guess I'll have to
take your badge away

as soon as we get
to Santa Loma.

You'll have to
turn back now.

You can't cross
the desert with him.

Shut up.

Don't listen to him, Len.
I'm all right.

Got no water, only
what's in them canteens.

There's a water hole,
halfway across the desert.

Is that on the level?

Sure. I get thirsty, too.

How do we know he ain't lying?
Let's turn back.

No.

Roden will trap us
in those rocks, for sure,

and I don't aim to lose him.

In that desert, we can see
what's ahead of us.

Let's keep going.

What are you waiting for?

Sorry, Billy.

Sure you can make it?

Let's go.

Lou, put him on Billy's horse.

You're going to be
all right, boy.

Sure.

I've been shot before.

You want to rest?

Lean back, Billy.

You can stop looking
for your father.

He sets more store
by your life

than to tie
into us again.

Len, I'm burning.

I'm burning inside.

I'm thirsty.

You might just as well
pour that water into sand.

The way that kid's
slowing us up,

we got another full day's travel
to the water hole.

Sure am sorry I spilled
about your dad, Len.

Forget it, Billy.

You sure saved my skin
plenty of times.

I wouldn't want you
sore at me.

Forget it, Billy.

Everything's going to be all right.

S-Sing that song.

I'd sure like that--that song.

S-Sing that song.

I'll follow you, Len.

I'll always follow you.

Lou!

He's dead.

If you'd listened to him...

if you'd let my pop go,
he wouldn't be dead now!

You and your law.
How many more will you kill?

We're moving in an hour.

Pray for him,

and when we get to Santa Loma,
pray for yourself.

- I didn't shoot him.
- You, your father,

the others,
you're all guilty.

You'll all pay.

This is your doing.

If you hadn't killed
my brother,

none of this would
have happened.

What's he talking about?

He's a killer.

We should have hung him
when we had him.

Pop, is that what they're
taking you in for?

That's what they say,
honey.

Ain't you even going
to say a prayer?

He knew a deputy
took chances.

Don't you feel
nothing?

Don't it matter to you
that your best friend is dead?

He's not dead by my hand.

He followed the law.

The law...

The law makes you take my pa in
and he'll hang.

Billy followed the law,
and he's dead.

If you'd forget the law,

your friend might be alive
and my pa wouldn't die.

I did that once.

Once, I didn't stand
by the law,

and my father's dead
because of it.

I let my own father hang.

I killed him.

I was his deputy,
like Billy was mine.

He had two prisoners
to deliver.

We knew there was danger
of them being lynched,

and I thought they deserved
what was coming to them...

So we quarreled,
my father and I.

He took
the prisoners alone.

The lynchers were waiting
for him on their way.

They lynched him,
too.

And that's why
you're the way you are.

If I'd only gone with him,

like Billy went
with me.

If I'd only
followed the law

instead of trying
to decide for myself

what justice was,

my father might
still be alive today.

You might be dead, too.

They might have lynched you.

Better if they had.

Stop tormenting yourself

because you once
made a mistake.

I stopped tormenting myself
long ago...

And then your father
started that song...

Just the way my father
used to sing it.

Made me remember
all over again.

Why didn't you
want me to know

my pa was wanted
for murder?

Who told?

It don't matter,

but I know why
you couldn't say it

because you know
I love him,

same as
you loved yours.

We're from the same pod,
you and me.

You blame yourself because
you didn't save your pa.

You know I got to
try to save mine.

I can't hold
no grudge on you.

You risked Billy's life
to keep the law,

but you risked
your own, too.

I wish it wasn't my pa
that's between us.

I've been thinking.

I'll bet.

I can make it
worth your while.

A lot of money.
Interested?

Everybody's got a hankering
for an easy dollar.

How'd you like to be
our ranch boss?

How's that for an idea?

If you let me go,

my father will
make up for it.

I'll tell him
what you done.

I don't think
that's hardly enough.

All right.
You say the word.

What's enough?

Well, I always kind of
fancied myself as a rancher.

Go on.

A big one--

you know, eight,
ten sections, maybe,

and all the cows
that goes with them.

I'll get them for you.
My father will do it.

As big a ranch
as you want.

You sure are scared.

Boy, are you scared.

Scared, what do I got
to be scared about?

Merrick,
and that's enough.

That's why I don't cotton
to your proposition.

I don't want him on my trail
the rest of my life.

He won't do
anything to you.

No, because I ain't taking
no chances with him,

and you better not,
neither.

Billy was killed.
He don't like you for it.

He don't like you
at all.

You and me,
we're in the same boat.

We got to stick together.

Me and you?

I'm the fella that killed
your brother, remember?

But you said
you didn't do it.

And you believed me?

Yeah, sure
I believed you.

That's why you
tried to kill me?

Look, maybe
I've made a mistake.

Can't a man
be wrong once?

That mistake was enough
to put a rope around my neck.

You better
pull yourself together.

Looks like you had
too much sun.

We got to do something.

We just can't sit around
and wait to be

killed by that madman.

Allowing you have
a point there...

What can we do
about it?

They got guns.

What do we got?

We got the girl.

The what?

She can handle him.

They been out there for...

Go on,
kill each other off.

Let them go.
Let them finish it.

What happened now?

I don't know,
they got into a fight, that's all.

It was your job
to see they didn't.

Get up and get on
your horse.

Pack up.
I'll take care of them.

You ain't going to
take care of nobody.

Where's your gun?

Here.

All right, jughead,

take off your gun
and belt

and throw it
over here.

I'm taking my pa
with me.

You got to
understand.

You did this while
making me believe...

I meant every word I said,

but I ain't going
to let him die.

You might as well
take my belt, too.

Ann!

Now we're even.

Now we're even.

I'm telling you
once and for all.

Lay a hand on her again,
and I'll...

I'll kill you.

I wish he was dead.

That may be sooner
than you think, honey.

My horse has
pulled up lame.

Hey, mister!

About that water hole!

You on the level?

Sure, but we still got
a piece to go.

None of these horses are
going to last much longer.

Well, we ain't
making it tonight.

Where did you
get that?

Why?

Nothing...

Only my brother
he had one like it.

I found it
where he fell.

Well, it's mine.
Everything was his is mine.

You give it to me.

You won't need it
where you're going.

Lou.

Ride her horse.

You ride
with your father.

I told you
we'd have trouble.

Supposing this horse
gives out

before we reach
that water hole?

We'll walk.

Go ahead!

He's asleep...

But I'm not.

Get back there.

You better get
some sleep, too.

I'll get plenty of sleep
in Santa Loma

at the end
of a rope.

There's no telling
how a jury will vote.

You ain't hoping I'll get out of it,
are you, marshal?

I don't like to see
anybody hang.

Would it be on account of...

I remind you
of your pop?

No...

It ain't that.

For her?

Anything wrong
with that?

Not a thing,

excepting you ain't hankering
to see me hang,

and I ain't,
neither...

And that's why

if I get a chance to hit the trail
between here and Santa Loma,

I'm on my way...

So don't turn your back
on me, bub,

lessen you want
to get poleaxed.

I ain't got nothing
against you personal, mind,

and I do want to thank you
here and now for

trying not to let her know
what I'm charged with,

but that ain't going
to affect the situation none.

Just so long as you're conscious,
I'm a goner,

so I aim to make you
unconscious,

and don't think
that sentiment's

going to sway my judgment.

Fair enough, mister.

And don't expect none
of me, neither.

Since you'd rather
talk than sleep,

let's keep moving.

Lou.

Lou!

Saddle up.

Pop.

Here is no water hole,
are you headin' for the border?

Yes, there is
a water hole, honey.

We should have
been there by now,

unless I got us all lost.

What about it, Len?

You had to kill
one horse already.

You gonna have to kill them all
before this day is out

If we don't
reach water soon.

Won't only be horses.

Keep them moving.

All right.
Let's step it up.

Roden and his men!

Take cover
over there!

Come on!

Where are they?

Right there.

Have you
gone crazy?

There's nothing
but rocks.

Look at him.
Your brave Marshal,

all primed to defend hisself
against a clump of rocks.

Be quite a feather in your cap, Marshal,
capturing a mirage.

Single-handed, too!

You can save your breath.

That's not a mirage.

Come on.

Cover up and keep
your heads down.

Lou, take his handcuffs off.

Didn't bother them
buzzards none.

There ain't no water hole.
It's a trick!

He killed my brother,
and he'll kill us, too.

He's planning to make for the border
once you're crawling on your belly.

Before I start crawling,
you'll all be crawling.

Look!

What did I tell you?
Water!

Nobody drink!

The water has gone bad.

My father done it.
Poisoned that well.

He wants to kill me,
and that's why he done it,

and now you want
to kill me, too, do you?

Sun's got him.

That water will kill us all.

Without water,
neither us nor the horses

going to get to Santa Loma.

What do you aim
to do now, Len?

Half a day's ride would bring us
to the Guadalupe river.

He's right.
Straight south.

What are we waiting for?
Come on!

Hold it!

The Guadalupe's
on the border.

We're still heading
for Santa Loma.

That's what you say, but

but you've had your way
long enough.

You led us into this,
and I'm a-leadin' us out.

We're heading south.

You took an oath.
You'll do as I tell you.

Billy took an oath, too,
and what'd it get him?

Come on!

I'm giving the orders.

We're heading east.

Get on your horse.

All of you!

Get on your horses.

Mister, take his handcuffs
and put them on him.

You know, Marshal, yesterday,
there was 3 against you.

Today there's 4.

How long
since you slept, Merrick?

You got none yesterday.
None the day before.

40 hours without sleep.

Maybe more.

That gun you're holding
ain't going to stay awake

once them eyes is closed,
neither.

You all have to
sleep, too.

We did sleep,
last night,

and we'll sleep again, too.

After we reach Santa Loma.

We ain't stopping
the rest of the way.

We'll sleep before,
in the saddle.

Yeah, one at a time,
while we're waiting

for you to close your eyes,
just for a second.

Sweet dreams, Marshal.

and when you wake up
if you do wake up...
Sweet dreams, Marshal.

and when you wake up
if you do wake up...

you ain't a-gonna find us
holding your hand.

So we'll just say good-bye now,
polite-like.

Wait a minute.

You ride with me.

That way, you can say
good-bye easier.

Lead off.

He can't last
much longer.

I figured him to cave in
long before this.

You won't go back
on your deal?

Let him close his eyes once,
and you'll find out.

You won't regret it
once he's out of the way.

I won't regret it,

but if you don't live up
to your end of the deal,

you will.

I know you're tired.

I'd like to stop,

but we've got to
keep moving.

Ann...

I'm sorry this all
had to happen,

but I don't blame you.

You fought for your father
the only way you could.

Getting human?

Forgetting you're the law?

We got no cause
to fight now.

Not now...When any minute,
we'll be buzzard bait.

We'll make it.

Len, are you all right?

Len, wake up!
Wake up!

We've got him.

This is what
we've been waiting for.

We're free, Ann. Free!

You can't leave him here
to die.

Go on.
Finish him off.

No, pop!
You can't.

Talk to her.
She's your daughter.

This is the chance
we've been waiting for.

Len, wake up.
Wake up!

Len. Now it's Len.

No wonder you're
sticking up for him.

Can't you understand
I'm trying to save your father?

I'll see you both
across the border safe.

Ain't no one
going to bother me.

I'll be the boss
of the Roden ranch.

I'll be the boss of
this whole territory,

now that my brother's gone.

Your brother?

You sure ain't
much in mourning.

Pop!

Now then,
drill him.

Drill him!
Then we leave.

No.

No!

What are you waiting for?

You got the gun.

Use it while you
got the chance.

Here.
You take it.

I'm no good at
keeping the law.

You killed him.

Why didn't you
finish the job?

How stupid you are.

Lou got your rifle.

Pop killed him
to save your life.

You're wasting
your time, Ann.

He's just a mean
and narrow man.

You had your chance.

and let it pass.

Yeah.

Sometimes a fellow
confuses himself.

I had my neck
out of the noose,

and I stuck it
right back in again.

All right, Marshal.
Speak your piece.

You've got the gun,
and you're the law.

What's your
next move?

We Bury Lou.

Start digging.

We got no shovels.

Use your hands.

And after that...

looks like we'll
use our feet.

MCongratulations, marshal.
You've got what you wanted.

There's Santa Loma.

Hey, honey,
get over here.

Follow me.

We've been expecting you
for three days, Marshal.

We got delayed.

All right, sheriff.
They're yours.

- Marshal Merrick?
- Yes, sir.

I'm Judge Morrow.

Where are your deputies?

Dead.

He answers for one of them,
with his son.

And the other?

Her father killed him
to protect me.

Roden, you can share
your son's cell.

Mr. Roden has asked bail
for his son.

That coyote?

He'd be in Mexico
by morning.

And for myself?

All right.
You won't run.

Not while Keith's
still alive.

Bail is $5,000.

Court will be in session
in three hours.

Your Honor...

You're not going to start the
trial this evening, are you?

I have no choice.

I'll try Keith tonight,
the Rodens tomorrow.

I'm due to hold court
Tuesday in Pueblo.

Justice...

That's what
you promised, ain't it?

I told you what he'd get.
Cattlemen's justice!

A trial
in the dead of night

so as you can
hang him quicker.

Are you satisfied now?

Young woman,
I can understand

your anxiety
for your father,

but justice does not vary
with the time of day.

Your father can receive
as fair a trial in darkness

as in daylight.

The People of this Territory
vs. Timothy Keith.

Do you solemnly swear
to tell the truth, the whole truth,

and nothing but the truth,
so help you God?

I do.

That morning,
Ed was about before dawn.

He was always the first one up
and the first one out.

He was born to the range.

Well, about sunrise, he...

headed up toward the north section
to head in the stragglers.

It was the last time
I saw my son alive.

I saw my brother leave.

It was just done 6:00,

and I went on back
to the ranch.

My father had asked me
to order up supplies.

Dan had put his father
in a bad temper.

He couldn't see why the boy
didn't stir his stumps like his brother.

He took his beef out
on the rest of us,

rousting us around
to get going.

Hardly wanted to give us
time for breakfast.

Soon as we had breakfast,
he sent Sam Weaver and me

out after young Ed
to lend him a hand.

We found his body
just on 10:00

up in a grove
of cottonwoods.

He was laying
where he fell,

with a hole as big as a dollar
blasted in his back.

The ground around was trampled
where the cattle had gone through.

Jake Wilson and Bill Jerome
had joined us by then,

and we followed
the cattle trail.

High noon,
we caught up with the killer

and the cattle,
12 head of them.

He didn't give us any fight.
Couldn't.

He didn't even pull his gun
when we run him down.

Guess he was too afraid
to make a move,

but he sure looked guilty
when we got him.

I stole the cattle
right enough.

Ain't no sense
pretending I didn't.

But I'm telling you straight,

I never killed young Ed.

He might have followed my trail,
but he never crossed it.

The only trouble is,
he ain't here to prove it.

The defense rests.

People rest.

Wait a minute.

Your honor?

I'm a law officer.

A man's charged with a crime,
I bring him in.

Once he's in a cell,
my job is done,

and it's up to a jury to decide
whether he's innocent or guilty,

and I've never let myself care
one way or the other.

This is different.

He had my gun
and could have killed me.

Instead, he used it on the man
who was trying to kill me.

But I ain't speaking for him
because he saved my life.

That's not what matters.

What's important is that
he had his chance to run away

and didn't take it.

A killer don't
give up that chance.

He'd run from the noose
no matter what.

I guess that's all,

but you got to know,
he's innocent.

Your Honor, may I ask
the Marshal a question?

Proceed.

Are you in love with
the defendant's daughter?

- Yes, sir.
- That's all, Your Honor.

I'll stand by
the jury's verdict.

Gentlemen of the jury,
have you agreed upon a verdict?

Well, I'll tell you, judge,

We aim for a fair
and honest verdict.

Now, no one saw
the old man kill young Roden,

but young Roden's dead,

and there ain't a hint of evidence
against nobody else.

And he did have the steers
Ed was after,

so we've got no choice
but to find the old man guilty.

The prisoner will rise.

You have heard the verdict.

The penalty is mandatory
and prescribed by law.

It is therefore
the sentence of the court

that you'll be hanged by the neck
until you are dead.

No! No!

The sentence will be carried out
at dawn tomorrow morning.

Ann.

Ann.

Ann, you can't
stay here.

If it's against the law,
arrest me.

You follow the law.

Yeah.

I followed it.

I told you we'd never
get a fair trial.

He got a fair trial.

So you're satisfied.

You testified for him,
so your conscience is clear,

but he didn't
get a fair trial.

You didn't let him!

"It's none of my business
whether he's innocent or guilty."

That's what you said.

But you didn't bother
to find out.

You just brought pop in,
and that ended it.

What do you think I've been
walking the streets for all night?

Sure, now you care.

Now you know he's innocent,
and it's too late to prove it.

They're out there
digging his grave,

and it's you
who put him in it.

Pop! Pop!

Go home, honey.

No. I'm staying
with you, pop.

I ain't leaving you.

No!

Get out of my sight!

You killed your own father,
and now you're going to kill mine.

Pop!

Pop.

Pop!

- What's this mean?
- He's gone crazy.

I want him to see
the hanging, too.

You got bail, so you got
a ringside seat.

Only fair Dan see
his brother's killer die.

What are you
talking about?

About the son he loved
and the son he didn't.

Dan knew it all the time.

So that's why you thought your
father poisoned the water hole.

to get rid of you because you'd never be
the man your brother was.

- Don't listen to him.
- What are you driving at?

Just think Dan's entitled
to what's coming to him.

Including this.
Don't be afraid.

It's only a watch.

It says inside,
"To My Son Dan

On His 21st Birthday."

Give it to him
and let's get on with this.

Roden, I saved this
for you.

I found this in the cottonwood grove
where your son was shot.

Don't listen to him.
I ain't been near that grove in a year.

I picked it up where
your brother's body lay.

I lent it to Ed.

He lost his watch,
so I give him mine.

You lie.

Ed's watch was in his pocket
when I buried him.

- Stand back!
- Drop that gun.

You can't shoot, Merrick.

I learned this trick
from you, remember?

Put the gun
down, Dan.

Talk sense.
You want me hanged?

I want you to die with
a bullet through your back,

the way you killed
your brother.

It's your fault.

Everything for him
and nothing for me.

I had to do it
to get my fair share.

I worked for it,
and I killed for it,

and you ain't going to
take it away from me!

In the back, you coward.

You shot him in the...

Don't follow me.

You know, it's frightening
what can happen to a man

with a law officer
in the family.

I tell you,
it's downright terrifying.

THE END