All language subtitles for The Virginian - 1x30 - The Final Hour-eng

[ theme music playing ]

Morning, Betsy.

What are you doin'
up so early?

I might ask
the same of you.

It so happens
I got work to do.

The truth is,
you're worried about him,
aren't you, Trampas?

You go on back to bed.
You shouldn't be
out here like that.

My robe is warm.

Trampas, you'll side
with him, won't you--

even if the others
turn against him?

Well, I am taking
his pay.

I'm sorry. That was
a silly question.

I know the pay has
nothing to do with it.

I'll go along
with the Judge, Betsy.

And he'll do what
he thinks is right.

Morning, Judge.

Mr. Croft.

Thought I'd have
another look...

in case I get the word
today to go ahead.

You made up your mind?

Frankly, sir,
I can't understand

why you should have
any difficult reaching
a decision...

everything considered.

I asked
the other ranchers
to meet me in town

this afternoon.

I'll let you know
after the meeting.

Well, the whole thing
is up to you.

I don't see how their
opinion really matters.

It matters to me.

When Betsy was a child,
we used to come

and picnic
in this valley.

It has special
meaning for...

both of us.

Judge, you can't let
memories get in the way.

Judge! Judge Garth!

Judge, I gotta
talk to you.

Got a meeting to make,
Mr. Burns.

That's what I want
to talk to you about.

We've discussed it
many times in the past.

I know how you feel.

You can't stand with
those other ranchers,
Judge.

You gotta think about
the people of this town,

what it'll mean to us.

There's just no two ways
about it.

You gotta do
what's right.

I'm trying to,
Mr. Burns.

Judge Garth.Jack.

How are you, sir?

You just don't stop
growing, do you?

When I got big enough
to whip him,

I figured
that was enough.

Never the best day
you ever saw.

How are you, Milo?Fair enough.

Your wife
better today?

Better, thanks.

Well...

looks like we're early.

Don't worry.

The rest will
be here on time.

Well, you know
where I'll be, Dad,
after the meeting.

Good to see you
again, Judge.

Keep out of trouble.

If there's nothin'
better to do.

Judge.

They grow up so fast.

Well...

maybe it's not as fast
as we think.

But we just don't like
to recognize change...

till it's forced on us.

Meaning...

you've made up your mind?

Just about, Milo.

I'm sorry
to hear that, Judge.

There's a rumor
that you're buying
free lunches.

Don't you believe it.

Another cup.

Figured I'd find you here
on your day off.

What else
is there to do?

I know a girl.

You know her?
What good is that
gonna do me?

Happens she's got
a sister.

Well, lead.
I'll follow.

Only trouble is...

they live in Cheyenne.

Oh!

Let's see. I'll need
a week off to get
there and back.

Well, that's another one
that got away.

Well, they're always best--
like fish.

Shall some swim
our way.

[ laughs ]

Good.

Guess the meeting's
started by now.

Yeah.

Any idea how
the Judge will go?

Last I heard, he was
still on the fence.

One thing for sure--

my dad won't budge.

And if he's pushed,
there's bound to be
trouble.

We're goin' fishing
in Cheyenne

the first week
I get off.

Hey, is she pretty?

Huh.

Judge, you can't
go through with this.

I was hoping
you'd understand.

We know
what'll happen.

That's right, Judge.
I saw it as a kid--

what they did
to our homestead
in West Virginia.

They'll go
from ridge to ridge,

valley to valley,
tearing up the land.

In no time at all,
it won't be fit for
our cattle to run on.

Milo, I know what
strip mining can do.

Then why put a gun
to every rancher's head?

If you look at the
engineer's report...

you'll see that
that coal mine

only cuts across
a corner of the range.

That means
it'll be confined

to the Twin Oaks area
adjacent to my land.

Not much of the range land
will be affected.

Even the railroad
that hauls the coal out

won't run across
any of your land,

because I'll give them
the right of way.

Judge, who's gonna
work the mine?

Mr. Croft tells me that
miners are being brought in

from the coal fields
of Pennsylvania.

What kind of miners?

What kind?

Experienced ones,
I guess.

I mean, Germans, Polacks,
Russians? What?

Polish.

Bohunks.

I remember what it was like
in my hometown

after the Polacks
took over.

In no time at all,
you wouldn't know the place.

They don't live like us
or talk like us
or think like us.

They stick to themselves
so you can't get to know 'em
even if you want to.

But they're different
in every way!

All right,
so they're different.

Well, you can't
walk away from that!

Sit down, Jim.

Sit down.

What counts is what
the mine will do
to the range.

If they start
tearing it up,

there's no telling
where it'll end.

Judge, there's no room
on our range

for anything but cattle.

It's a common range, Milo.

They've got mineral rights
from the government.

If you won't give them
the right of way

to lay track
across your land,

they won't be able
to get in to haul
the coal out.

Which means no mine!

And the range stays
as it is.

So, why ask
for trouble?

Because nothing
stands still!

If it doesn't grow,
it dies.

That's the law
of life.

You know it
and I know it.

We've gone about as far
as we can working the land.

About all
that can happen now

is each rancher holding on
to everything

he's carved out
for himself.

What's wrong
with that?

I slaved all my life

to save something
for my son.

I aim to keep it
for him.

Like everyone here
for his family.

[ men agreeing ]

That's not enough.

Like it or not, we've
got a responsibility

that goes far beyond
any of us,

or our own interests.

There's the future--

of Medicine Bow, for one.

You know what more people
and another payroll

can mean to this town?

How it'll help it grow?

What a mining operation
in this area

can mean to this part
of Wyoming?

All the new business
and new industry
it would bring?

Out of our pockets.

I know it'll hurt...
at first.

We'll have to cut down
the size of the herds

we run on the range.

[ men murmuring ]

But in time to come...

we can only profit
by that mine there.

Because we didn't stand
in the way of progress

and get passed by.

Judge, you're asking
every rancher here

to dig his own grave.

[ men murmuring ]

I'm sorry you gentlemen
can only see today.

I was hoping not to
have to stand up
to this alone,

but if I must...

Good day.

Easy, boy.

That does it.

Unless there's
a question.No.

Won't seem the same
without you, Judge.

First roundup
you've missed
that I know of.

Yeah. Can't be helped.

You wanted
to see me, Judge?

Yeah.
About the roundup.

You wanted me to
give your foreman here
a few pointers, huh?

Such as?

Well, how to handle
a five-legged calf,

and how to tell
a cow from a bull.
Ha ha ha!

That'll have to hold off
until the next roundup.

Sorry, Professor.
You're not going.

What do you mean,
I'm not going?

Judge, I don't know
what brought this
about, but--

I need you here.

When you're short of
hands on the trail?

Must be mighty
important, then.

JUDGE: It is.

I hope
he measures up...

at least halfway.

Good luck, Judge.

Make sure you know
which end of
the iron's hot.

Ah...

I suppose you know
the miners are coming in
tomorrow.

Word's around.

About as quiet
as a thunderstorm,
I'll bet.

You know how the other
ranchers feel.

Yeah, well...

those people are coming
into a country

that's totally strange
to them.

They're gonna set up camp
at Twin Oaks.

Well, I want you
to stay with them.

Help get 'em settled.

But why me?

Nursemaid a bunch of
gophers?

Frankly, the Virginian
was my first choice,

but I couldn't spare him.

And since I won't be
leaving Shiloh...

You mean, you're not
going on the roundup,
either?

No, I'm gonna
stay right here.

You must expect trouble.

You think the other
ranchers are gonna
start something?

I don't think so,
but...

maybe your being
with them

will help
smooth the way.

I know it's a big
responsibility,

but you can handle it.

Thanks.

[ train whistle blows ]

MAN: Judge Garth.

Oh, Mr. Croft.

Judge, I'd like you
to meet Mr. Antek Wolski.

Pleased to meet you.

And his son Jan.

Welcome to
Medicine Bow.

Thank you, thank you.
My English not too good.

Nonsense.
It's good enough

for you to act as spokesman
for everyone here.

Mr. Wolski, will you
please tell him

we're ready
to load up?

[ speaking Polish ]

Right this way.

Hi.

Right this way.

Hello, miss.Oh, hello.

Miss, uh...
whatever your name is.

Polcia.

My name's Jack.

Hello.

Polcia what?

You wouldn't be able
to say it.

Try me.

Porzyzskisiskiporski--

Porzyz--

[ laughs ]

And that's only
the half of it.

What's the rest
of it?

Oh, you--

Even I can't say it.

Where are you from?

Wilkes-Barre.

Pennsylvania?Mm-hmm.

You are a cowboy,
aren't you?

First one you've seen?

Mm-hmm. Except out of
the train window.

So, I'm
the first cowhand
you've spoken to.

Mm-hmm.

Well, then,
let me be the first

to welcome you
to Medicine Bow.

Oh, thank you.

Give me that.
Come, Polcia.

I'll take it.I've got it.

I said, I'll take it.Please, Jan.

Jack.

How about givin 'me
a helping hand
where I need it?

He talks like
he owns her.

That's his hard luck.Hard luck?

Did you get
a look at her?

Enough to see she's
a package of trouble.

Trouble is something
I don't want,
so stay away.

All I know is,
there's no ring
on her finger.

Will you get
out of here?

Kielbasa.

It's an old Polish dish.
I hope you like it.

Uh...

I'm sure it tastes
as good as it smells.

Thank you, ma'am.

Polcia.

I made it for you.

I mean, you've
done so much for
all of us here.

It's just my job,
ma'am.

Polcia.
Is that hard to say?

Polcia? That's not hard
to say at all.

Jan and his father
eating with us?

No, they took their lunch
with them, like the others.

I think I'll join them.

Oh...

I thought, uh,
we could...

eat over there.

Like a picnic.

Some other time,
thanks.

I have some things
to talk over with
Mr. Wolski.

Walzchek, tell the men
it's time to eat.

All right.

[ shouts in Polish ]

[ shouts in Polish ]

[ speaking Polish ]

Kielbasa, gentlemen.

Polcia said it never
tasted better.

Polcia?

Yes, she, uh...

said how it was
your favorite.

Why did not she bring?

What's she doing?

What do women always do?

Keepin' busy, I guess.
Heh heh.

Hey, where you go?[ speaks Polish ]

No, I want you
to eat.

Soon we go back
to work.

I'm not hungry.

Hello, Polcia.

Oh, hello.

Jack. Remember?Mm-hmm.

You'll find your friend
where they are working--

near the camp.

Oh, I didn't come here
to see Trampas.

I came here to see you.

I'd have come sooner,
only I've been
riding herd.

You know, a man could
look at you forever,

sitting there,
just like that.

I'm sorry.

No, no, it's time
I got back.

Try this.

It'll be wet.

I don't think
the bandana will mind.

Jack the ankle dryer.
You never heard about me?

Your friend
never mentioned it.

Well, you ask
old Trampas.

That wouldn't do
much good.

He hardly ever
speaks to me.

Is he that way
with every girl?

Who, Trampas?

Listen, that boy's
a regular maverick.

Let him loose where
there's a pretty woman,

and you can't even
corral him.

I remember when--

Yes?

Come to think of it,
I can't remember.

How long have you
known him?

Round about four years.

Four years.

Then you are
good friends?

More like brothers.

Does he have a girl?

Trampas?

How come you ask that?

Well...does he?

Not that I know of.

Look, I came here
to see you.

All we've done is
talk about Trampas.

[ sighs ]

Will you give me
a ride back
to the camp?

I asked you something.

Well, if you won't...

Polcia.

[ speaking Polish ]

Get down.

You'd better
get out of the way.

Get down!

Please let us alone.

You heard her.

Please go.

I'll be with Trampas,

if you want to go
looking for me.

I know what
you are thinking,

and I know what you are
going to say.

What do you
expect me to say?

Sneaking off
the meet another man.

I didn't meet him.
He happened to be
passing by.

You expect me
to believe that?

Believe what you want.

He was the one at
the railroad station.

All I did
was talk to him.

I catch him
near you again...

You mean
you don't trust me?

Oh, it's not that.

What, then--
when you won't let me
out of your sight?

I know what a man feels
being near you.

I know how I feel.

Oh, Polcia, let's not
wait any longer.

We're starting
a new life here.

Let's start it together.

Marry me now.

Jan, please,
try to understand.

I don't want to
hurt you, but...

I'm not ready
to get married.

After all these years,
and you're still not sure?

I don't know what it is.

But back there
in that little town,

I hardly ever speak
to someone else.

You kept everyone
away from me.

They were too scared
of what you might do.

And I never needed
anybody but you.

I still don't.

I do. Don't you
understand that?

I want to be free,

to think my own thoughts,
to live my own life.

I love you, Polcia.

That's all the life
I want.

But it isn't enough
for me.

Don't you
understand that?

For the first time,

I feel like I am
part of the world.

The world?

You mean him?

No.

Why don't you understand?

Then you understand--

stay away from him.

Back there,
you could own me.

But not here.

I can't keep the men
away from town forever.

If they don't
go there to relax,

there'll be
trouble here.

I don't know.
The way some folks
in town feel--

I know, I know.
There's a risk.

But the longer
we keep them apart,

the more chance there is
of hate building up.

If they are ever to live
together side by side,

the sooner we try
to do this, the better.

I guess you're right.

Let's hope there won't
be any trouble.

If there is, Judge Garth
will have my scalp.

Good night, Mr. Wolski.

Good night, young man.

[ speaking Polish ]

[ all cheering ]

♪♪

What are you doin' here?

I want to talk to you.

If somebody saw you
come in, they'd think--

I know. And I'm sorry
to come here, but...

there was no other way
to talk to you.

What have I done to
make you angry with me?

What makes you
think that?

Heh. You don't
have to say it.

Whenever I come near you,
you make certain to leave.

You keep avoiding me.

You'd better go.

Not until I know why
you are angry with me.

I don't want
to cause trouble.

And I know how Jan
feels about you.

Are you afraid of him?

You're spoken for.

Spoken for?

All it needs
is a preacher,
and you're his wife.

But I never told you
I would marry him.

That's not
how I heard it.

Jan says you've
been spoken for
since you were 15.

No.

Still, when a man
feels you belong
to him...

But I could never
help what he felt.

I came to live with him
and his father

after my father was killed
in a mine accident.

I was his
from that first day.

I couldn't have
any friends of my own--

girls or boys.
Everyone was afraid--

afraid of
what he would do.

There was one boy--
he wasn't afraid.

He took me
to a church dance.

And in the middle
of that dance...

But that is all
in the past.

I left that life
behind me.

I knew.

I knew something
wonderful

would happen
to me here.

And it has.

First Jack, and now me.

Jack?

He was all mixed up
when he saw you today.

I told him he couldn't
come around here anymore.

Why did you do that?

It's my job to keep
things running smooth,

not to stir up trouble.

Was that
the real reason?

Go on.

Don't come
in here again.

So, you met
Jack Henderson again.

I told you to
stay away from him.

Leave me alone.

Well, there's nothin'
like tying one on
on a Saturday night.

Especially when
the boss' son is buying.

Heh! If I have to
haul you back,

it'll come out of
your pay.
Ha ha!

[ cheering in Polish ]

Bohunks.

[ cheering ]

[ speaking Polish ]

[ speaking Polish ]

Hey, Jan.

Beat him or he'll be
bragging about it.

We'll never hear
the end of it. Come on!

[ cheering ]

Come on, Jan!
Let's get him!

MAN: Come on, Jan!
Come on!

[ all cheering ]

Hey! Anybody want
to try against Jan?

He who beats Jan,
I buy his drinks
for the whole night!

I'm your man.

[ cheering ]

[ cheering ]

[ speaking Polish ]

Jan!

If you're lookin'
for a fight,
we'll settle this.

Get yourself a gun,
mister.

From where I come,
a man fights with
his bare hands.

[ overlapping chatter ]

[ cheering ]

No!

He's had enough!

Jack? Hey!

He don't need that.

He's dead.

You blame me,
don't you?

[ knocks on door ]

Come in.

I want you
to close down
the right of way

that you gave
the company.

That'll force them
to shut the mine.

With no mine to work,
the miners will have
to move on.

We've got to get them
out of here

before there's
more bloodshed.

Milo, I know
how your son's death
has affected you.

It was a terrible
accident--

It was murder.
Brutal murder.

My son was deliberately
beaten to death.

At any rate, that's for
a coroner's jury to decide.

No question of
how they'll find.

There may be no question
in your mind, Parker,

but I'm sure the men
on the jury

will decide the case
on the facts.

I'm sure of that, too.

That miner was strong.

He deliberately
provoked the fight.

With his strength,

Jack didn't stand
a chance against him.

He set out to kill him.

Those are the facts.

That's just what
the jury will decide.

PARKER: And when they
charge him with murder,

those Polacks will try
to tear this town apart.
I know 'em.

That's why you've got
to shut the mine down--

to prevent more trouble
than we've ever seen.

Well?

I'm not closing
the right of way.

I happen to think
those miners will accept

whatever decision
the jury renders.

Those dirty Polacks will--

Oh, shut up, Parker!

It was your decision
that brought them here
in the first place.

I hoped that you'd
use some sense to
listen to reason.

I hope you'll be able
to live with yourself...

knowing you could've
stopped what's going
to happen.

JUDGE: Milo.

You both seem
to expect trouble...

if that coroner's jury
charges him with murder.

What if they don't?

Then there's sure
to be trouble.

I am Jan Wolski's
father.

I can only let it
one at a time.

You go in first,
and tell him I'm here.

Jan...

[ speaking Polish ]

Speak English, please.

Polcia is here.

I don't want
to see her.

Jan, I want to know
what happened.

You know what happened.

I killed a man.

I killed him
with my bare hands.

But I must know--
did you mean to kill him,

or was it an accident?

What is the difference?

Either way, he is dead.

Jan, they're going
to hold something--

what they call
an inquest--

to learn if you meant
to kill him or not.

Do you think
what I say will make
any difference?

They're going
to believe what they
want to believe.

Or worse.

But I must know.

Not for them,
but for myself.

Tell me the truth.

Was it an accident
or not?

I could've
smashed in his face

the first minute
I saw him put
his hands or Polcia.

And when I saw them
together,

and he was
holding her,

I could've
killed him then.

And that night,

when I knew she had
seen him again...

I did not mean to
kill him in that fight.

If I knew what
was going to happen,

I would've stopped.

So it was an accident.

It won't make
any difference.

You know how
they feel about us.

They're going to
hang me anyway.

Jan, there is an old
saying in Poland--

"A man is no man who
will not fight for right."

Trampas.

I, uh--

I know how you feel
about Jack.

We, uh--

We all feel
the same way.

Jan...

I wanted to tell you
how sorry I am.

If what I did made you--

Kill?

Go ahead and say.

I'm a murderer.

Is that what you think?

No, no, Jan.

I did not mean
to kill him.

I know.

I couldn't not do
anything to hurt you.

Even if it meant
losing you.

I could not kill
someone you love.

But, Jan...

you don't understand.

He meant nothing to me.

Nothing?

He was just someone
to meet and talk to.

That's all.

Then you didn't
love him?

No.

Then everything is still
the same between us.

Except now,
when I get out of here--

and I will--

we're going to be
married right away.

Polcia...

No.

I'm not going
to wait any more.

Don't make this
difficult for us, Jan.

I have a deep
feeling for you.

We grew up together
and shared so much.

But it isn't love
I feel for you,

not the love you want.

I can't help it, Jan.

There is someone else.

No. No one.

There must be
someone else.

Who is it, Polcia?

Who?

Jan!

You are hurting me.

Jan...

What are you gophers
doing in town?

We came to see my son.

Oh, you did, did you?

Well, you can come
and claim his body
after he's hung.

Until then, we want
you and your kind
out of this town.

You understand?

Felton!

Leave him alone.

What's the matter
with you, boy?

I said,
leave him alone.

They're gettin'
out of town,
and stayin' out!

And you stay
out of this!

[ men shouting ]

You did not have to
take our part,
but you did.

And for this
we thank you.

But now,
I think it's best
that you leave us.

Well, I guess
I ought to know why.

You belong
with those people,

and yet you are with us.

But to them,
you are a traitor.

And for a traitor,
there is more hate
than for anyone.

That's one way
to look at it.

Then you will
leave us, hmm?No.

I can't help
what they think.

That's their lookout.

Mine is to do my job.

Each man has his own idea
of what his job is.

I know mine.

Judge Garth told me
to stay here until
you were settled.

And nobody while
there's still trouble.

And I'll only leave
when it's done.

Ow.

I'm sorry. I didn't
mean to hurt you.

No, no. You didn't.

And I'm terribly sorry
about your friend jack.

What happened
wasn't your fault.

In a way, it was.

Perhaps if I hadn't
come here

to see you that night...

What did that have
to do with it?

Jan thought
I'd been with Jack.

Why didn't you
tell him the truth?

Because I was afraid.

Afraid of what Jan
might do

to a man I love.

I knew.

I knew almost from
the beginning.

That's the way
it was for me.

The first day I saw you
at the station.

And that wanting,
afterward,
to be with you,

just to be with you.

That night I kissed
you for the first time

and made you leave--

it was like
tearing me apart.

That's how I felt.

First time
in my life I--

I don't understand
myself.

I've never been
more confused.

I only know
I feel empty when
I'm not with you.

I've never felt
that way about anyone.

Is it so hard to say...

"I love you"?

Only when you mean it.

I love you.

I love you, Trampas.

I love you.

Polcia.

I want you
to marry me.

No.

I can't do that.

But...
if you love me--

I can't.

That doesn't make sense.

Unless you're not sure.

I am sure, but--

Then why not?

Jan.

I told him
I didn't love him,

that I could never
marry him.

It made no difference.

He still feels
I belong to him.

And if it gets out...

I won't let him
stand in our way.

Sheriff,
I know these miners.

I know the way
they think.

They're slow
to take action,
but once they take it,

it can't be stopped
except by killing them.

All right,
I'm impressed.

You must realize
how important it is

that Jan Wolski
is freed today.

That killing
was an accident.

The miners know
if he's held,

it's for one reason
and one reason only--
revenge.

And they'll free him,
come what may.

Are you threatening me,
Mr. Croft?

No, Sheriff,
I'm making a simple
statement of fact.

Why to me?

It's your job to keep
the peace, isn't it?

If you can influence
that verdict today,

it'll be in
the interest of peace
as well as justice.

I think the coroner
can reach a very
just verdict

without anyone holding
a gun at his head.

Sheriff,
let's be realistic.

The coroner
is a native son.

His jury is comprised
of native sons,

and a native son
was killed.

Accidentally,
but killed nonetheless,

by an outsider.

An outsider, Sheriff.
One of a group

disliked and distrusted
by all native sons,
even hated by some.

You tell me what chance
that man has for
a fair hearing.

Oh, people like you!

You see spooks
in back of every door.

Everyone is a crook
except you.

And we've got some of you
on the other side, too.

What do you mean?

They were in here
just ahead of you.

Had the same thing to say,
just the other way around.

We hold Jan Wolski to hang,

or they'll grab up the land
where the miners live

and shake 'em out like
a blanket full of snakes.

Well, what did you
tell them?

Just what I'm gonna
tell you.

Whatever verdict
that jury finds,

I'm gonna back 'em up
against all comin'.

With fist, boot, or gun.

And if you stick your
long nose into this thing,

I'm gonna twist it off.

You know where
the door is.

A short one.

You, Trampas.

You're in
the wrong place.

That so?

Well,
look around, boy!

You don't see any
Polacks in here,
do you?

Why don't you just
go on outside with them

where you belong, huh?

Hold it!

Let's don't waste
our muscle

hitting each other.

Go on out.

Put your head
in a horse trough.

You've had
a couple too many.

Have a drink with me.

Got one I'm workin' on,
thanks.

Trampas...

you were Jack's
best friend.

Yes, I was.

I know how you feel
about what happened.

It's times like these
that bring people together.

Felton--he thinks
you're standing up
for the Polacks.

I know better.

You're one of us.

You'll stand up with us
when trouble comes.

I'm depending on that.

You expecting trouble?

Yes. I am.

When the coroner's
jury finds

that Jack was murdered,

it means that Jan Wolski
will be held for trial.

The miners are not
going to like that.

No, they won't.

Now, I'm expecting
a fight...

and I need every
able-bodied man

to make a line where
the miners can see us.

Show enough strength.

And more than likely,
they'll turn tail and run,

without a shot being fired.

I'm not sure
they'll fight.

But if one started,
they won't run
from an army.

Oh, we may have
to kill off a few

to run 'em
out of the country.
But they'll run...

from us.

You're with us,
aren't you?

No.

You can't be with them.

Not that kind.

And just what kind
are they?

You've lived
with them, boy.

Are they
anything like us?

The truth, now.

Can you eat their slop?

Or understand how
they think or even talk?

They sound like a pack of
monkeys, now, don't they?

They're just as much
my kind as you are.

You stand up with them,

you'll have to take
what they take.

And give what they give.

I don't want that, either.

Walk easy, Mr. Henderson.

So Jack can rest easy.

Did you men
reach a verdict?

Yes, we did, Hiram.

How say you?

We'd like
to tell everybody

just how we came to
decide the way we did.

I don't suppose
that's according
to the book, Hiram,

but is that
all right with you?

It's all right with me.

We tried to take
everything into account.

We talked about how strong
Jan Wolski was,

how he must've known
he could lick Jack easy--

even kill him if the fight
went on long enough.

We paid close attention
to the fact

that Dr. Martin said
the death resulted from
bleeding in the brain,

caused by a hard blow
or a series of blows.

All it takes
to make it murder

is the intention to kill.

Isn't that right, Hiram?

Yes, it is.

We've all seen
hard fighting,

seen men hit in the head
with fists and clubs
and pistol butts.

All that happens is,
they pass out

and wake up the next day
with a headache.

Now, Jack's fight
with Jan Wolski--
as far as it went--

was no worse than a lot.

Wasn't even as bad
as some.

We can't say
that Jan Wolski

meant Jack any more harm

than just to knock him out
or make him quit--

things that usually happen.

If he meant more,

Jack died before Wolski
could get to him--

died by accident.

[ overlapping chatter ]

That's our verdict.

Jack's death
was accidental.

[ overlapping chatter ]

[ speaking Polish ]

♪♪

[ song ends, cheering ]

♪♪

Who were you
looking for?

I don't know
what you mean.

While we were
dancing.

Nobody.I know you were.

Sorry. I can't help it.

Polcia?

Have you seen
our friend Trampas?

No.

Why do you ask me?

Canvas walls are thin.

[ knock on door ]

Come in.

Hank said you wanted
to see me.

Yeah. You won't be going
back to the mining camp.

If there's a reason,
I might want to know why,

seeing as how my job's
far from done.

I need you here,
that's why.

You expect trouble

now that the verdict
didn't go Milo's way?

Expect it? I know it.

And I don't want you
in the middle.

Do you know what Milo's
gonna do and when?

If I knew, I'd have
the sheriff stop him.

All I know is, it's just
a matter of time.

Where are you going?

As I said, Judge,
my job's far from done.

You'd take on Milo
and the whole bunch?

The sheriff
won't stop 'em.

He can't.

Not until they make
the first move.

By then,
it'll be too late.

Trampas--

You can't hold me,
Judge.

Not even if
it means my job.

To protect Jan Wolski?

Or is there
another reason?

Both, I guess.

Take care.

Good night, Judge.

Anybody up?Come in.

Good morning.

Good morning,
Mr. Wolski.

We missed you at
the party last night.

Where were you?

I had to ride out
to Shiloh,

where I got
news of trouble.
It's heading your way.

The boy's father?

And some ranchers
out to set the law right.

When will they
be here?

They're not saying.
If they did, the sheriff
would be on their tail.

Jan, I think
it'd be a good idea

if you left for a while,

came back when Milo
got back to himself.

I won't run
and hide.

We have enough
men and guns
to protect Jan.

You start buttin' heads,
and there'll be blood
on both sides.

Let them come.

If we kill a few,
maybe they will
leave us alone.

You sound like
you want a fight.

And they want
to butcher...

burn us out,
cut our throats.

What are you
going to do?

If I can't stop you,
maybe Jack's father
will listen.

You keep your men here
while I ride out
to his range.

POLCIA: Trampas!

Trampas!

Where is he going?Why?

I want to know
where he's going.

And I want
to know why.

Has something happened?

The ranchers
want to kill me.

He's going to try
to stop them.

And you let him
go alone?!

Turn around
and head back.

This is as far
as you go.

I'm gonna kill
that man...

come what may.

Run the rest of them
out of here.

Then you'll have to
start with me.

You'd fight us all?

I don't want
to fight anyone.

I just mean to stop you.

Get out of the way.
I don't want you hurt.

You heard him, Trampas.

You'd better
get out of the way.

Darling.

No. No.

Polcia...

Polcia...

Polcia...

Is that enough...

blood for you?

Or...do you want more?

Well, there's the man
you want.

Go on.

Shoot him down!

And then keep on goin'
and kill all the rest of 'em!

That'll bring
your son back, won't it?

[ sobbing ]

[ sobbing ]

We'd better be getting
back to the ranch.

I'll ride with you.

I know.

When you lose someone,
it's as if--

It might be
some help to you

if you try
to understand...

that, in a way,
what happened--

that her death has...

brought a measure
of peace

to this valley.

Oh, I know
it'll be some time

before either side knows
or understands the other.

But that'll come.

Because of this tragedy.

Try to understand that.

[ theme music playing ]