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Well, morning, gentlemen.

- Hot enough for you? - Sure is.

- You the man in charge here? - Yep.

Passenger agent, freight agent,

custodian of United States mail, dispatcher... you name it.

I'll do that.

Safe opener.

Hurry it up.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Dulcey, child.

What's your hurry on a day like this?

Oh, well, I was making a custard pudding and I ran out of eggs.

Oh, I see.

Oh, I beg your pardon.

I didn't see you.

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All right, come on!

Help!

Somebody help!

Marshal!

What is it, Miss Becker?

Hold up!

Oh.

Jim, Jim!

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Come on.

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Wouldn't have caught up to you if your horse hadn't gone lame, right?

Right.

I'll relieve you of your gun belt.

Looks like he picked up a nail some place.

It's a beauty.

You think he'll be able to carry him back into town?

Maybe not quite as fast as it brought him out here.

Shouldn't be any problem, though.

Ain't much to him, is there?

Gus!

That's an unfriendly thing to do.

Tell him to keep his fat mouth shut.

I'm as big as him or any man here.

Maybe, I guess.

It's hard to tell about a man when all you can see is his outside.

Outside he's just a little cockroach that needs squashing!

All right, break it up!

Take it easy on him, Gus.

Now, that's no way to treat my prisoner.

Come on, mount up.

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Whoa.

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That's the lousiest water I ever tasted in my life.

No wonder everybody in Cimarron looks like he's got a bellyache.

You do that again...

Yeah?

And I'll have you clean the whole place from top to bottom.

Say, is there any chance MacGregor's gonna be back pretty soon?

He's off getting deposition

from everybody who was involved in that stage hold up in Hardesty.

Might take until the end of the week.

People are scattered all over.

Something on your mind?

Him.

I sure don't like guard duty every night with him in there.

Makes a lot of racket for a guy his size.

If I was a gambling man,

I'd bet you eight to three that he's one of the Tinker Gang.

What would they want with a little guy like him?

He's pretty tough for his size.

At that Hardesty bang last week, there was a little man involved.

Beaver City robbery, six men, one of them was shorter.

And Ciman a month ago.

It's him.

I'm sure of it, every time.

Well, if that's the case, why don't you whoop up on him a little bit?

Bet you'll find out soon enough.

Not him.

You could twist his arm off at the shoulder

and never get a word out of him.

What's his name?

Robert White.

He says his friends call him Whitey.

He's got friends?

Here's your supper.

Who are you?

Dulcey Coopersmith.

You do the scut work in this dump, huh?

I'm the proprietress.

Better eat your food before it gets cold.

Is that all you're offering in here?

Well, we've got whiskey and beer in the saloon,

but I'm afraid I can't give you any without the marshal's permission.

That's all right, Dulcey.

What do you want, whiskey?

Sure.

Tell Fabrizio to use my bottle.

Whitey.

Do you have any folks living?

Mother, father, any relatives?

Why?

Where are you from originally?

Cairo, Illinois.

What difference does it make?

That's on the river, isn't it?

Nice little town.

- I've been there. - It stinks.

Your folks still live there?

They're dead.

Well, here you are.

Gonna need those boots and belt from you.

What for?

Don't make me come in there and take them off you.

I don't like this any better than you do.

- You'll get 'em back. - When?

Tomorrow morning.

You run a pretty nutty jail.

You haven't been in too many jails, now have you, son?

I've been in plenty.

Was anyone accused of murder?

That freight agent died just a little while ago

but not before telling me

that you were the one that pistol-whipped him this afternoon.

You're crazy! I never hit him that hard!

You must have, boy.

And the charge is murder.

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You should eat your supper.

Might make you feel better.

Get that slop out of here!

Man: Marshal, I keep telling you, I promised Miss Waintree

her Davenport will be ready in the morning.

Jim: You'll have to tell her that this job takes priority.

Man: I got no place to work either.

You saw my shop.

A man can hardly turn around in there, much less build a...

Jim: Well, you can use a stable over there.

There's plenty of room.

Wouldn't it be all right if I started on it first thing in the morning, Marshal?

No, I'm gonna need it before noon.

That soon?

Judge Simmons is in town.

Oh.

Oh, for that Whitey fella.

Does he know that he's gonna get...

No, he doesn't.

And I don't want to tell him until I have to.

He's just a kid.

Hey, Marshal.

Yes, Whitey?

Did you want something?

Who's Judge Simmons?

- Judge who? - You heard me.

Judge Simmons.

Judge Simmons.

He's a territorial judge.

He comes through here four or five times a year.

He's here now.

Yeah, I heard.

Now look, Marshal...

Uh-oh.

Those trail hands are at it again.

Why can't they wait for Saturday night?

Hey, Marshal.

Did you tell old man Gibson he could make a coffin out in the stables?

He's hammering and sawing.

Nobody can get any sleep around here.

Aw, shut up and get out of here.

Leave Gibson alone.

I'm sorry, Whitey.

I didn't see any point in telling you until tomorrow.

You can't do this.

You can't railroad me, Marshal.

I got friends that'll never let you get away with it.

I'm not doing anything except my job,

which is to keep you locked up right now.

When Judge Simmons gets through with you,

well, then I'll do the rest of it.

Like what?

"Like what?" I said.

To see that you hang by your neck until you're dead.

Now I didn't pin on this badge to execute kids.

This judge,

he can't convict me without a lawyer, can he?

You'll have a lawyer, all right.

The judge will assign you one.

A jury too, if you'd like.

I'll tell you right now it won't make any difference.

There's no stronger evidence than deathbed evidence.

You're guilty and you should be punished.

But anyone else, other than Judge Simmons,

you'd have a chance at a prison sentence.

But not with him, though.

He'll sentence you at 10:00 and by noon...

Are you sure there isn't someone you'd like me to inform, son?

Would you like to write a letter?

Would you like anything?

More whiskey?

I don't want nothing.

Oh, I was just locking up.

Well, go ahead.

Jim.

He's so young.

- He's just a boy. - I know.

Well, don't you think the judge will take that into consideration?

No chance.

Judge Simmons goes with the law.

Every letter of it.

The only thing he understands that...

What?

I just remembered.

He postponed a trial once in Stillwater, I think it was.

There was a rustler who spilled to the sheriff

where the rest of the gang could be rounded up and he did.

The judge let him off with a four-year sentence.

Well, does Whitey belong to a gang?

The worst.

Arn Tinker and his bunch.

The judge hates him even worse than I do.

Well then, if he tells you...

If he told me what?

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Here are your boots.

You better put them on.

It's getting cold.

Whitey.

It's all right if I call you Whitey, isn't it?

What I want to say is...

you know, I'm almost 19 and...

I don't think you're much older.

And each of us,

we have... 40,

perhaps even 50 more years to live,

if we're lucky.

You're part of the Tinker Gang, aren't you?

Well then, you simply have to tell Jim where he can catch them!

If you do, he'll make sure you don't...

Well, that the judge will give you a light sentence.

That's all you have to do, it's very simple.

Oh, Whitey, you've got to be practical.

You really do.

- Will the judge listen? - To Jim?

Of course he would.

Anything about the Tinker Gang.

The judge hates them.

Oh, Whitey, please tell them.

I don't want you to die.

Call him.

Last day of the month, that's tomorrow.

Grand Valley, at the mine.

Just before quitting time.

Take the payroll.

That doesn't make any sense, Whitey.

That payroll wagon is armed.

Always guarded.

Dynamite.

They're gonna blast it.

End of that...

bit of ravine just before the mine.

Stuff's there.

It's been there for quite a while.

Who's gonna light the fuse?

- And where? - The fuse.

It's wired to a detonator hidden in the rocks.

Where?

The south side of the road.

Right even with the dynamite.

Is that all, Whitey?

Well, sure that's all.

What more do you want?

Right where he said they were.

Dynamite detonator.

You take off for Shades Wells right now.

Tell Sheriff Macklin I'm going to need him

and all the deputies he can muster at Grand Valley by noon.

Get this off to the sheriff at Hardesty.

Well, good morning, Miss Dulcey, how are you?

Mr. Phillips.

But I thought...

I heard that...

Somebody said you were dead.

Oh, no, ma'am.

Nothing like that.

Take more than a lump to do in an old moss bag like me.

But I declare, if I didn't know better,

I'd say you look disappointed that I'm still alive.

Uh... no!

No, no.

It's just that, uh,

I was very sorry that you were dead.

Uh, it was a shock.

I'm very glad.

Think I'll get locked up a couple days

just so I can have you serve me breakfast.

Excuse me.

Wait a minute.

You knew about him, didn't you?

I knew about whom?

Mr. Phillips.

You were in on it all the time.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Ooh!

Don't get mad at me.

I wasn't the one that told you he was dead.

Get out of my way.

Morning, Whitey.

I've got your breakfast for you.

Is Phillips the freight agent?

Uh, now listen, Whitey.

I was actually surprised...

Is he?

Yes, Whitey, but... let me tell you,

I'm sorry you were tricked.

I really am.

But, you know, I'm glad you're not a murderer.

I'll kill him.

I swear I'll kill that Crown.

What time you got?

2:40.

It's due any minute.

I put the black powder in instead of the dynamite like you said.

I hope it works right.

I used a couple pounds.

That ought to be enough.

It'll make the noise and produce the smoke,

but it won't hurt anything.

If we get Tinker, we got a bounty to split.

You oughta catch him before we start counting the money.

I think I hear the stage.

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They rode right over it.

And not a sign of Tinker.

There might have been a leak somewhere, Crown.

Maybe they tapped the telegraph wire.

Maybe.

And maybe the marshal's prisoner was smarter than he was.

What are you talking about?

The dynamite and the plunger are right where he said they were.

- Now what? - Now nothing.

You ride back to Shades Wells.

You too, Martin, thanks a lot.

Sheriff Macklin!

Hey.

Here.

The bank.

While you had me frying out here in these rocks,

they hit the bank in Shades Wells.

Cleaned it out, killed my deputy.

Remind me to listen to you again sometime.

White.

Maximum prison sentence for armed robbery and assault is 20 years.

Well, I promise you you're going to do every minute of it.

You take care of that, Crown.

You do that.

And the day I get out, you better hide

because I'm gonna kill you.

Sure you will.

You're an expert.

Why you can't even rob an unguarded freight office without getting caught.

I'll give you this.

You can lie.

Oh boy, can you lie.

Me?

And what about you?

Telling me I killed that freight agent?

And that coffin?

You lousy...

What are you saying, Crown?

Tinker never showed up at Grand Valley.

I had every lawman I could pull from the strip there waiting for him.

So he changed his mind.

No.

Tinker and his boys cleaned out that bank in Shades Wells

and nobody lifted a finger.

He didn't change his mind.

He planned it that way.

No, I swear.

It was gonna be the mine payroll at Grand Valley.

Tinker's a smart man, all right.

He knew that you'd talk and he knew that I'd listen.

He's smarter than both of us this time.

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Really, Francis, I can't keep supper any longer.

My pot roast is all dried up.

What's keeping them anyway?

You know how the marshal is when he's gunning for somebody.

Like a bulldog.

Especially after what happened in Grand Valley.

Might as well forget about the supper.

Him and MacGregor'll probably stay gone all night.

Francis.

Do you think that there's a chance...

I mean, if they find this Tinker person...

it'll help Whitey?

The way Jim feels about him now...

Oh.

Uh...

Did you notice if he'd eaten his supper?

He hadn't the last time looked.

It was about an hour ago.

Don't worry about him, Dulcey.

If he gets hungry, he'll eat.

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You need nourishment, you know.

You'll get ill if you don't eat something.

I'll tell you what.

If I take it into the kitchen and heat it up,

will you promise to eat just the soup?

Just try the soup.

Don't move.

Don't move or you're dead, you understand?

Bartender gone home?

Who's out there?

Francis.

Call him.

And not too loud.

Francis.

Francis!

Francis: Yeah?

Come in here a minute.

Come in here a minute.

I'll snap her neck like a dry twig.

- Don't. - Unlock the cell.

Come on, move!

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Get down.

Whitey.

Shut up!

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Yeah.

Yeah, I'll get 'em.

All of 'em.

Every last rotten lousy one of them.

Crown.

Crown and Tinker.

Good old friendly boss Arnie Tinker.

Smarter than me.

Now this is the job.

This is the job.

Bury the dynamite...

blow up the stage, guards and all.

I'm trusting you now to keep your mouth shut, all of you.

I'll kill him and his brother.

No.

I'll kill his brother first.

I can beat him.

There.

One shot, in the face.

In the big mouth.

You taste it?

You taste the lead?

How do you like it?

Then Tinker.

Uncle Arnie Tinker.

I'll get you.

I'll kill you.

I'll kill you slow.

Why did you do that to me?

Shut up!

Shut up!

Well, this ends the day nicely.

He outsmarted you, huh?

Jim, he took Dulcey.

Jim, he'd have killed her right there.

He'd have broke her neck if I hadn't let him go.

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All right, you can get down now.

Inside.

There's enough food and water for today.

I'll bring some more when I come back.

Where are you going?

I probably won't be back until after dark.

No point in trying to go anyplace.

I'm taking your horse some place where you can't find it.

I'll take your shoes, too.

And when you come back...

then what?

I haven't decided yet.

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They just plum dropped out of sight, Marshal.

I want everybody out, freshly mounted, as soon as can be.

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Boss, Whitey's on his way in.

Are you sure?

Yeah, Rosario sent the message twice.

Is he alone?

- Guess so. - It's all right.

Tell Rosario to let him through.

I wonder what he did with that girl

he was supposed to have made off with.

Why don't you ask him when he gets here?

Life is full of surprises.

I never thought we'd see little Whitey again.

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I hope you haven't come to make trouble, Whitey.

I've come for some answers, Arn.

The least you can do is quit playing cards and talk to me.

You point that at me and I'll kill you where you sit.

Beau, put it down.

You're right, boy.

You come a long way to see me

and I owe you an explanation.

I'm listening.

Sit down, son.

No thanks.

It was a matter of logistics.

You know I like to accomplish things with the least possible risk.

Decoying as many lawman as I could seemed the best way to me.

As it turned out, I was right.

You could have told me about the set-up.

No.

No, Crown is much too smart to be lied to.

He had to be told the truth, as far as you knew.

Why me?

Everyone has his weakness, Whitey.

Yours is youth,

which you're getting over very fast.

How'd you know I'd break down?

It's my business to know people.

Some of the other fellas might have talked too

under the right kind of pressure,

but you were the logical choice.

I'm sorry.

You've surprised us, though.

Nobody figured you'd get away so easily,

including Crown, I'm sure.

And with a prisoner.

I'm proud of you, boy.

Thanks a lot.

Now I've apologized.

I've complimented you.

What else do you want?

My share of what you took out of Shades Wells.

Done.

Can we shake hands now?

Who put the nail in my horse's hoof?

Now, you don't want to know that, Whitey.

Whoever it was did it on my orders.

What are your plans?

Want to come back with us?

Maybe later, I don't know.

Right now, I'm just going to take a little time off.

What about the girl?

What about her?

If she's still alive,

I bet we could get $10... maybe $15,000 for her.

She's kind of a pet of Crown, you know.

What do you mean "we"?

What did you do to help?

For a little man, you got an awful big...

I'm curious.

What did Crown do to you?

Told me I killed the freight agent.

Got a carpenter to make noises like he was building me a coffin.

After a few hours of that, I would have done anything to save my life.

So I talked.

Well, uh, where was Crown when you broke out?

Out of town, hiring some deputies.

It's getting late.

I'm going.

Deputies?

What did he want them for?

I don't know.

Some kind of shipment going out next week.

Cattle, I guess.

There's a lot of them rounded up outside of town.

Cattle.

They use cowboys for that, not deputies.

Must be some other kind of shipment.

Think, Whitey.

Was there anything else you might have heard?

This could be very important.

I wasn't listening too close, Arn.

Except to that carpenter.

I heard the train was going to New Orleans

without any stops in between.

They got stockyards and a slaughterhouse there, haven't they?

They also have a United States mint.

Might account for the deputies.

You were locked up near that, uh, railroad depot.

Did you get a look at that?

Only the office part where we held up the freight agent.

What date did he want the deputies for?

Did you hear anything about that?

Sometime next week.

Say, Arn, can you spare me some chow?

Beans, bacon, coffee.

Maybe a little whiskey.

Oh, sure, the boys'll fix you up.

Tell them I said to.

And I'll have your money ready for you when you leave.

Right.

I'm proud of you, boy, I really am.

Thanks.

What was that all about?

I mean, the US mint and the deputies and the rest of it?

Whitey just told us something I don't think he realizes.

That git?

Come on, Arn, that kid couldn't give you a decent lead on anything.

And you know it.

Well, not deliberately, perhaps.

Get somebody to relieve Rosario, I want to talk to him.

Let's see, he can scout the railway approaches

on both sides of the Cimarron.

I'll take care of the rest.

Come on, we got work to do.

Hey, wait a minute.

You're going off half-cocked on a hunch.

Beau, if you want to go into business for yourself...

do it.

As long as you're part of this organization,

just remember who runs it.

Right?

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Oh, they have a United States mint there!

And it worked.

Every word of it.

"I'm proud of you, I really am."

Oh, you are dead, Tinker.

Dead by the neck.

Come on.

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Oh, Whitey, I'm so glad you're back.

How come?

Well...

I was frightened.

There are rats in here.

Forgot to leave you matches.

The fire.

It's, uh... very nice.

Uh...

Could I cook you something?

Coffee?

No.

No thank you.

Whitey.

Whitey, please.

What's going to happen to me?

I haven't decided yet.

Dulcey.

What kind of a name is Dulcey?

English.

Come here.

Closer.

More.

You never have been married.

No.

You think you're gonna marry Crown?

Or that other one, what's his name?

- The kid? - Francis.

No.

Why not?

Uh... because...

I've never wanted to get married before.

And... and I'm...

working the Wayfarer's Inn and I like being single.

Talk some more.

Uh, what do you want me to say?

Just talk.

Go on.

Well...

my name is Dulcey Coopersmith and I live here in Cimarron City.

I live here in the Wayfarer's Inn

and I work at the Wayfarer's Inn and...

and I like working here and...

and I like...

being single and...

Oh, don't make me talk anymore!

I don't want to talk anymore!

Oh, please, Whitey, don't make me talk anymore!

Please!

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Oh!

Oh, Whitey.

Don't.

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Francis.

Having some breakfast here in a minute.

No thanks, I'm heading right out.

Is the marshal in his office?

No, he left before daylight.

You oughta have something to eat before you...

No, I said.

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Whoa!

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Fabrizio.

Give me the shotgun.

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You want to talk about her?

Then get rid of Junior and his gun.

Where is she?

Not yet, Crown.

If you've hurt her, or you're planning to...

You don't threaten me, Crown.

Not anymore.

You don't do one thing.

Not one thing unless I tell you to.

Right?

All right.

Fine.

Now that we understand each other,

I'm going to do you a big favor.

You got any wanted posters on Arn Tinker?

A few years old.

- Murder? - Yeah.

He's in there.

Gray suit.

Glasses on his nose.

Come and show me.

Go on.

Well, you're mistaken, Marshal, I assure you.

The name is Burnham, sir.

William Burnham.

Arnold Tinker.

How does it feel... boss?

Big man, Arn Tinker.

I outsmarted you.

Me, Whitey.

The kid.

The one you threw away like slops to the pigs.

How does it feel?

Come on, Tinker.

Tell me, how?

You are a dead man, Whitey.

You have my word on it.

You finished?

What's your deal?

Him for her.

The day you spring the trap under him, I turn her loose.

Oh, he's gonna hang.

You can count on that.

But it could be weeks.

Jury, trial.

I want her now.

No.

No, you understand?

No.

The day he dies.

That's it.

Deal?

Deal.

Anybody tries to follow me, you know what'll happen.

I'll lead you in circles.

She'll be dead when you get there.

You still proud of me?

Huh?

Whitey.

If you've already killed Dulcey

or do it now or hurt her,

this world isn't gonna be big enough for you to hide in.

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Bacon.

Amore.

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You'll never get out of here if I don't turn you loose.

You know that, don't you?

You'll hang.

Yes, you may be right.

Get the girl to me...

and I'll turn you loose.

- You mean that? - You heard it.

You'd let me go free,

ruin your reputation as a lawman just to get the girl back?

That's remarkable.

Doesn't fit the picture I had of you.

Where is she?

I can find out.

I'll, uh...

write a letter to my brother and tell you how to get it delivered.

I'll deliver it.

No.

Rosario will be by here soon

just to check and see if I'm still in good health.

He'll deliver it for you.

We'll do it my way or not at all, Marshal.

You'll hang then.

Perhaps.

Then Whitey will bring the girl back safe and sound.

Perhaps.

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If this doesn't work, you're dead.

Trial or no trial.

Always wondered what it would take to melt you, Crown.

I'd like to meet her.

Write the letter.

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You should've seen his face then.

He was sitting at the desk, asleep.

I sat down right across from him.

When he woke up, he couldn't have been more surprised than

if I'd been a ghost or something.

He started in on me right off.

Or he tried to.

I told him...

I said, "You don't threaten me.

"Not anymore you don't, Mr. Big Marshal Crown.

You don't do one thing unless I tell you to."

Then...

what happened then was something, I tell you.

I said, "Crown...

"I'm gonna do you a big favor.

"You go in there and take a good look at that man in the gray suit,

"glasses on his nose.

That, my friend, is Arn Tinker."

And it was Tinker.

It was.

He was there because I set it all up.

He's gonna hang that Tinker.

He's gonna hang high by the neck for what he did to me.

I'm gonna tell you something, Dulcey.

I never felt like that before.

It was the best,

very best minute of my whole life.

Is that all?

I mean... didn't anything else happen?

Like what?

Well, Jim,

uh, Marshal Crown...

did he let you go because you helped him catch this Tinker person?

You know better than that.

He let me go because I've got you.

I see.

I made a deal.

I turn you loose when Tinker hangs.

Well...

when will that be?

A week, two weeks.

Maybe more.

Well, you're not gonna starve or anything.

You know that, don't you?

You mentioned that Jim was...

sitting down asleep in a chair.

That's unusual for him.

He was a mess.

Looked like he hadn't slept for a week.

You're in love with Crown.

- No. - You are!

No, no, I'm not.

It's just that...

we're friends, that's all.

I just feel very sorry for him.

He's in love with you.

No.

We're leaving here at sundown.

Going west.

And we're getting married.

What about your deal with Marshal Crown?

I changed my mind.

I'm reneging on it.

Whitey!

I don't love you.

I know you don't love me.

And getting married isn't going to help us.

Look.

You say you don't love Crown or anybody else.

Well, I'm not so sure I know what love means

and you probably don't either.

It's just... just getting used to somebody,

the way I look at it.

And you and me, we can get used to each other.

Whitey!

I've got some money, you know.

Plenty.

Buy some land and some livestock.

I'm willing to give up a pretty good career to settle down.

I'm good with the land.

You'd be surprised.

I don't mean you any harm, Dulcey.

That's the truth.

What happened before...

well, I was real mad then.

I'm over that now.

I mean... I got even.

Nothing's burning me up from inside anymore.

You know what I mean?

Like you said to me once, we're both pretty young.

Got 40 or 50 more years.

I figure we'll spend them together.

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Whitey.

I've never had a fellow ask me to marry him before.

You're the first one.

But...

I think every girl should be given the chance to make up her mind.

Well.

That's when there's plenty of time.

We just don't have it.

We gotta be out of here by tonight, Dulcey.

Don't you worry.

We're doing the right thing.

I know we are.

I'm tired.

I don't know how long it's been since I got any sleep.

Lot's been going on.

Well, why don't you rest for awhile while you can

because it won't be dark for hours.

You're right.

Put your hands behind you, Dulcey.

Oh no, I won't escape.

You might be tempted.

Just might.

I know I couldn't sleep worrying about that.

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There's a box canyon up there.

I bet that's where the Tinker Gang is holed up.

Come on, let's go.

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Gonna follow him all the way, just the two of us?

No, they're too smart for that.

They'll post lookouts.

We'll pick a spot where we can see who comes out.

When Beau Tinker finds out his brother's been locked up,

we'll see some action pretty quick.

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You sure he's in jail?

I saw him there myself.

Crown is walking around in his sleep.

He's walking around in circles.

Be very easy for us to go into Cimarron,

shoot up the town pretty good and pull Arnie out.

Yes, and that might be just exactly what Crown wants us to do.

Hey, Ramey!

Anybody?

Nothing.

You know, your trusting me is very comforting.

Well, I'm not taking any chances.

To help your brother either, obviously, huh?

Blasting him out's no good.

But if we just knew where Whitey took that girl,

we could do something.

If we could just find her.

That could be arranged.

- Marshal. - Huh?

Two riders.

All we can do is trail them, whoever they are, and hope.

Come on.

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Well, now is this the best love nest you could find?

What do you want?

Her.

We're gonna trade her for my brother.

Even up.

What are you talking about?

It is true.

Show him the letter.

Rosario, go out there and bring up the horses, will you?

Oh no.

You do it.

I'm very tired.

I'll watch them.

All right.

Now you've got a choice, kid.

You can stay alive and work for me or die right now.

You wanna kill Dulcey.

So they'll be sure and hang your brother.

You want him dead, too.

That's right.

Now just step aside.

First man I ever killed.

Whitey, that was the bravest thing I've ever seen in my whole life.

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Whitey?

Whitey?

It don't hurt bad.

I'm glad.

It's probably the shock that makes you so weak.

I'll take care of you.

Will you?

Of course I will.

Probably won't be able to do much for a few days.

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Dulcey.

I wouldn't blame you if you just rode off.

Especially after the way I treated you.

You know, when I started that rough stuff...

I'm sorry.

You don't know how sorry.

I forgive you, Whitey, really, I do.

I don't know anything about girls.

Nothing.

Thought the whiskey'd help, but...

it just made me sick.

I'm glad it did.

I don't know about love either.

Least...

not before you, Dulcey.

Listen.

We can start over again, you and me, can't we?

I mean, like we were a man and a girl

who just met each other.

Couldn't we do that, Dulcey?

Of course we can.

You know...

I don't feel small anymore.

First person in the world

who made me forget I'm small.

You're not small, Whitey.

You're as big as any man I know.

Dulcey.

What you said about making up your mind,

about marrying me.

I want to.

I really do.

Will you...

will you have to think about it or a long time?

I need you, Dulcey.

I love you.

I won't have to think about it, Whitey.

I'll marry you.

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MacGregor: Jim!

Jim!

It's your trusty right arm back home again.

Morning, MacGregor.

Ah, lass.

I might have known you'd be the only one up

to greet the weary traveler.

Jim and Francis are very tired.

Aye, and no wonder.

What a monumental brawl.

Oh, no, nothing like that.

Ah, 'tis always the way.

The peasant labors while the lords of the manor carouse.

Oh, MacGregor, you know better than that.

Dulcey, girl, you've no idea.

The trials and tribulations of this last week

that age you beyond your years.

"A simple task," the marshal said.

"Depositions."

Mere words.

But to collect those words, aye, there's the rub.

Oh, what a time I've had.

How I've suffered.

Oh, did you have any trouble?

Trouble?

The first man I spoke to,

you think he'd cooperate with the law?

No.

He set his dog on me.

I was fortunate.

Only my trousers were torn.

Oh, what a shame.

Then the stagecoach driver, he swore on the Bible.

He swore on the Bible

that I was one of the outlaws that held him up.

I was in jail for two whole days.

Oh, that's awful.

Aye, and to say nothing of the feeble-minded character

who took a shot at me.

Missed, fortunately.

But frightened my horse into running away

and I had to walk 10 miles back to the town.

My feet are still telling me about that.

You really must have had an awful time.

Well.

Storm and strife.

The MacGregors, they know their duty...

and they never shirk.

Anyway, enough of my doings.

Anything happened around here?

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Uh...

well, I, uh, had a few days off.

I rested.

Good, lass, you needed it.

We're awful glad you're back.

We missed you a whole bunch, Biscuit.

Uh, well, so I noticed.

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