Original subtitles

Well, here she comes.

Oh, it hasn't reached the crossing yet.

Time for a couple of more moves.

It's yours now.

I know it, I know it.

Jim... I want you to watch this.

Your move again.

All right.

Uh, we'd better hurry, Jim.

Yeah.

Dulcey: Jim!

In here, Dulcey.

Mac, watch this.

And now, it's your move.

Jim, would you do me a favor?

If you see Francis down at the station,

would you ask him to pick up those packages for me?

It'd be a lot easier for me to pick 'em up.

Come on, Mac.

There are times, Marshal Crown,

when I can think of a very good use for this.

- Yeah. - And I've figured it out.

The only way you could beat me every time.

You cheat.

Maybe.

But how?

Okay, we're almost all set.

All right.

Deep breath, big smile.

Hold it.

Barber doesn't know the first thing about shaving a man.

Why, even you'd do better than he can.

Excuse me, Francis.

Ah, pictures.

Well, now, I'll smile pretty for you.

- How's that? - Come on, Mac.

Oh, I'm sorry.

We'll try again.

Hey, do you want me to keep the folks back for you?

Yeah, I'd appreciate that, thank you.

You ready?

All set.

Take another deep breath.

Big smile.

Hold it.

There.

- She done, Francis? - Oh, yeah.

When will the pictures be ready, Francis?

As soon as you get back from that New Orleans honeymoon.

Francis.

How much are the pictures gonna cost?

$56,423.96.

Payroll for fort supply in Camp Cook.

Sign right there, Marshal.

What's the 96 cents for?

Second lieutenant's salary for a month.

Okay, now it's your headache.

Well, thanks.

Payroll wagons will be in to pick it up tomorrow,

next day at the latest.

I hope.

All right, boys, let's clean it up.

- Oh, Harry? - Yeah?

Have you got anything for Dulcey Coopersmith?

Got two packages.

- Are you taking them? - Mm-hmm.

You're gonna look mighty cute carrying these down the street, Marshal.

Well, look at that.

Want me to give you a hand?

No, thanks, I can do it all right.

Thanks for helping with the picture, though.

My pleasure.

Staying in Cimarron?

Nope, just passing through.

Looking for a job?

No.

Looking for gold.

Gold in the Cherokee Strip?

Why not?

I never heard of a trace of it being found around here.

They never heard of gold in California 'til they discovered it.

That's true enough.

So I aim to try here.

Like they say, gold is where you find it.

Good luck.

I tell you, Darcy, them bags was stuffed to busting.

I could almost feel that money wanting to jump right out into my hands.

- Our hands, kid. - Oh, yeah, yeah.

And I found out everything you wanted me to know, right?

Yeah, kid, you did.

I'm learning pretty fast, huh?

Yeah, sure.

Here, kid, shake.

But not fast enough.

Remember, when a man offers you his hand,

just don't take your eyes off his other hand.

No hard feelings.

I gotta learn.

Fast enough?

Yeah, that's pretty good.

Now pull the trigger.

♪♪

Go ahead, pull the trigger.

You know the plan.

Three men could pull this off just as easy as four.

Split a lot more money.

Pull the trigger.

I would.

I was just trying to show you how quick I learned.

With your head.

You learn in your bones and you're gonna pull that trigger.

♪♪

All right, we got a hard night ahead of us.

Let's sack in for a couple of hours.

Imagine that.

Saying he would have pulled the trigger.

He would, too.

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Farmer's Almanac?

You fixing to be a sod-buster?

Yeah, well, a man's gotta...

know when to reap his crop, Fargo.

And it says here this is gonna be a perfect night for it, no moon.

Black as the devil's own soul.

You'd know.

Yeah, well, he's a personal friend of mine.

The devil takes care of his own, kid, remember that,

if you wanna stay a winner.

In this world.

Well, now, Hank, I don't know about another one, do you?

I sure don't.

Maybe Hank's...

Maybe he's getting a little nervous, a little old.

Worried about that other world.

Maybe you're right.

Now there's enough fuse, but get rid of 'em fast.

- Right? - Right.

Oh, kid?

Don't forget your gold.

All right, let's get moving.

What's the hurry?

We don't hit the bank until 4:00.

We gotta walk these horses.

Might have to run 'em a little bit later.

Let's go.

♪♪

How's everything? Quiet?

Nobody so much as cut their eyes in this direction.

I'll relieve you at 5:00.

Fine, you can sleep easy 'til then.

I intend to.

Jim!

It's a long watch.

A man gets thirsty.

There's a water trough right there.

And cold.

Would you send up a little something from the Wayfarer?

I'll have Dulcey send you over some hot chili.

Chili?

♪♪

Chili.

They got two guards.

One by the front door and one by the side.

♪♪

You give us a minute, Fargo, then move.

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♪♪

Get it done, get it done.

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Dulcey: Jim!

What is it, what happened?

You go back to bed.

Yahoo!

Wake up, everyone!

It's gold!

Come on!

Got something to show you!

It's gold!

Come on, I'm not gonna hurt you!

I just want to show you something!

I discovered gold around here!

Shining bright as the morning sun!

Howdy!

Just a second, I got something to show you.

Look, it's gold, mister, gold!

Mountains of it, tons of it!

It's the 4th of July for Cimarron.

- Now you just get up. - It's all over the place!

More than I ever thought I'd see in my whole life.

Francis, throw him in a cell.

More than I thought there was in the whole world!

Wait a minute, what's the matter with you?

You don't know what you're talking about, kid, let's go.

You!

You, you're the fella!

Didn't I tell you gold is where you find it?

And I found it!

- Gold! - Give me his hat and gun.

What's the matter with you, people?

Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute.

Don't you understand?

Jim: Mac.

- Mac! - Hey.

You all right?

I'll be all right, Jim.

- Get Doc Kihlgren. - Aye.

Hey, open up the bar, somebody!

The drinks are on me.

Come on.

- Oh, let him be, Francis. - The kid found gold, he's a hero.

Yeah, it'll be the making of Cimarron.

Well, the marshal wants him in jail.

Oh, I'll buy the jail.

I got enough here to buy the whole town of Cimarron,

maybe even the whole strip.

- Is that it? - Yep.

It's dust...

- Spill it out, let's look at it. - Come on, come on.

All right.

Look at that, eh?

- Gold is funny? - That is.

It's fool's gold.

- Fool's gold? - Iron pyrite.

Fool's gold?

All right, what's so funny?

The kid, he said he'd found gold.

The kind the good Lord meant to be found by a fool.

Foolish as a fox.

Who were they, how many and where were they heading?

Huh?

Jim, what are you gonna hold him for anyways?

Spill it out and fast.

I thought it was gold, I swear I did.

I'm not talking about gold and you know it.

What are you talking about?

The bank.

The safe was blown apart.

- The bank? - They get the payroll?

Wait a minute, I don't know anything about no bank.

- Honest... - Now, you don't like to me, kid.

Look, I thought I'd found gold.

I was just celebrating and that's the truth.

Well, if they get away, you're not gonna have much to celebrate.

Jim, I just saw Bailey at the livery.

He saw three men heading south across the railroad track.

Francis, put him on ice.

And then get a posse of four men.

I'll do that, Jim, you're not leaving me out of this.

Are you sure you're up to it?

I've got a score to settle with one of them.

- Meet you outside in five minutes. - Right.

If I don't come back with him,

start oiling your tongue, or I'm gonna loosen it for you.

I don't know anything about no bank, Marshal!

I swear, I don't!

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All right, all right.

It's gonna stay nice and cozy.

Be a lot cozier in our pockets.

Yeah, Hank, especially if a posse catches up with us.

Three cowboys looking for work,

thousands of dollars in each pocket.

Why don't you use your head?

But how long we gonna have to wait?

Well, I figure we can drift back here in about three months,

a nice three-way split.

You plan to cut the kid out?

You mean we ain't meeting him in Abilene?

Oh, now, Hank, I figure if we did that,

we'd be doing that boy a real bad turn.

He's got to learn.

Don't trust nobody, huh?

That's right.

I mean, we meet him, well,

he's gonna trust us

and pretty soon he's gonna wind up just trusting, oh, anybody.

And after a while he' s gonna trust somebody

and they'll shoot him in the back.

You wouldn't want to see that happen to a nice boy like that, would you, Hank?

Real high-minded, ain't you, Darcy?

Might say you're saving the kid's life.

Yeah, I like that, Fargo, I think that's just what I'm doing.

Start saving our own, huh?

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Jim!

Fresh track.

Yeah.

Old Rimrock Trail.

Unless they doubled back,

there's no place for them to go but straight through.

Hi-yah, get!

- You all right, Hank? - Yeah.

How's the horse?

Stepped in a hole, broke his leg.

All right, we're not too far from where we pick up the fresh horses.

Slip the saddle.

I'll take that.

You ride double with Fargo.

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Hank.

He's got a broken leg.

There's nothing else I can do.

You use your head.

There's a posse behind us by now.

One shot, they'd be all over us.

But I can't leave him like that.

All right, Hank.

You want to die for a horse, you just pull that trigger.

Go ahead, two shots aren't gonna sound any louder than one.

Believe him, Hank.

Besides, a two-way cut's a whole lot bigger than a three-way cut.

Come on, come on, let's get going.

Get up!

Get over, boy.

Whoa, boy.

Don't go getting skittish on me.

Whoa, feller.

This is liable to sting a little bit, but it's just alcohol.

Ahh...

See?

It's good for a man's innards

and it's just what the doctor ordered for

cleaning up that old sore on your back.

That's a boy.

Hey, you're getting so you're smarter than most people.

You know what's good for you, don't you, feller?

That ought to hold you.

Shoot, you'll be as good as new in a couple days.

Get this holder off.

That's a nice-looking string of ponies you got there, mister.

Yeah, I reckon they'll do.

Here's how you boys could use a good horse.

I'd say more like three.

I don't knows I can spare three of them.

I'd let you have one, though.

We wasn't exactly figuring on buying 'em, mister.

Why don't you just cut us out three good horses,

slap our saddles on 'em and we'll figure it's a good trade.

You get to stay alive and we get the horses.

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Leg's broken.

A man who'd leave a horse like that ought to be hung.

They'll be riding double.

They can't be too far ahead.

Aye, and they need fresh mounts.

They might be heading for old Grimes' place.

If they know the country.

We'll have to gamble they do.

They found that horse.

- They're getting near. - Yeah.

All right, get to shooting.

- What? - The horses.

Well, it's not gonna do us any good to pick up fresh horses

if we leave fresh horses for them.

You get that bunch up there, Fargo.

Come on, Hank.

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Close that gate!

Hi-yah!

Forget him!

- We need those horses! - Get the gate closed!

Come on!

Here they come.

Know something, Fargo?

What?

We might be better off alive in territorial prison

than dead in this barn.

You quit easy, don't you?

Well, I was just thinking.

We've got the payroll all stashed away.

Nobody knows where it is except you and me,

and nobody's gonna find it.

We could serve our time and get out.

We got a pretty little spot of cash to pick up.

- When? - Oh, five years.

Maybe more.

Of course, if we were alive, we'd have a chance to break out.

We couldn't do that if we were dead, could we?

Now it's only a two-way split, ain't it?

Wrong, Fargo.

Just one way.

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Hold your fire.

Come on.

Don't shoot!

I'm the only one left, I'm unarmed, don't shoot!

Mac!

The third one's in there, dead.

That accounts for everybody and everything, except the payroll.

You want to tell me where it is?

Yeah, I didn't think you would.

He was going to shoot my horses.

A man like that ought to be hung.

Yeah, but not shot, Grimey.

The law will look after him.

You got an extra mount I can borrow?

I scattered 'em.

I'd rather be dead than let the likes of him kill a horse that I raised.

You picked on the wrong man.

Old Grimey prefers horses to men.

Oh.

Well, maybe that's because he smells so much like one.

Well, I'd rather smell like a horse than a polecat like you any day.

I never met up with a horse that'd lie

or steal or kill people.

Well, you gonna need some help

rounding up your stock?

No, I'll manage.

I get along a lot better by myself

than I do with other people helping me.

Well, Marshal, what are you gonna do about that payroll now?

As long as I got you, I don't have to worry about the payroll right now.

It's not going anywhere.

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He'll ride double with you.

The army pay wagon.

Well, there's two things a soldier's never late for.

Chow and payday.

Marshal.

Good morning, Captain.

You catch him?

He's all that's left.

And the payroll?

I figured I'd let him keep it.

The man's in jail, he ought to dream about something.

Marshal, this isn't anything to joke about.

Dulcey?

Dulcey, will you bring them down?

Them?

Well, you know what I mean.

Oh, yes.

It'll take a month to replace that payroll,

and soldiers with empty pockets can cause a lot of trouble.

I don't want any more trouble, Captain.

I've had enough.

So I guess we better pay them off.

Pay them off with what?

You said that...

Thank you, Dulcey.

Okay.

Here you are, Captain.

Have your soldiers try these on for size.

What did he take?

A sack full of paper.

A fool's payroll.

Too many eyes saw that money go into the bank.

I figured it was better not to leave it where it was supposed to be.

Aye, Tricky Jim.

All right, throw him in a cell.

Oh!

Nobody makes a fool out of me!

I'll kill you, Crown!

Nobody makes a fool out of me!

I'll...

All right, Crown, you hear me.

You hear me.

I'm gonna kill you.

Well, you're gonna have to stand in line.

♪♪

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Kid?

- I thought you'd never talk. - Shh.

Getting lonely.

What happened?

It doesn't matter.

Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose.

There's just one thing you don't ever do, kid.

What?

What I just did... You don't ever lose your temper.

A man does that, he's...

loses his sense

within himself.

Like you sure wasn't.

Now listen to me.

I think they'll be sending me to territorial prison pretty soon,

but you, they'll let go.

A couple days, a week.

I'm not too sure about that.

- Crown thinks... - Yeah, I know, I know.

He connects you with me, I thought he would, he's nobody's fool.

But he can't prove anything.

You just keep your mouth shut and act innocent.

I won't crawl, Darcy.

I'm with you.

I'll take what's coming.

Three cheers.

That's a big help.

What do you want me to do?

I want you to grow up.

I want you free and I want you in Cimarron.

I got a little score to settle.

With this town and with Marshal Crown.

You can help me.

Sure.

Any way I can.

All right, you just keep your ears open.

Keep your eyes on Crown.

I'll wait.

Wait?

Just wait for me to bust out or get killed trying.

If I get killed, then you can do my job for me,

but... not until then.

What job?

Kill Crown.

♪♪

I'll tell you what, kid.

You do that for me and I'll put in a good word for you...

with the devil.

♪♪

Now, are you done, Francis?

No, I want to get a closer shot

and get a better angle on those payroll banks.

Oh, is that goodbye to Darcy?

Yep, he's on his way to the territorial prison.

He'll be doing ten years in the mines.

- Be good for his soul. - Mmm.

What's going on here?

It's for an article for a St. Louis Magazine.

It's gonna be called "Clown's Crev...

Crown's Clever Contrivance."

And the photograph is gonna be captioned,

"Deputy standing with fool's payroll."

Well, why don't you call it MacGregor's...

No, never mind.

Why don't we call it what?

Yes, Marshal Crown?

I'm not going to say.

I just put a man on the train who wanted to kill me.

I don't want another one running around town feeling the same way.

At times, Marshal Crown, it's a feeling I would enjoy.

Marshal.

Yeah?

That Darcy fella, he's gone, ain't he?

For a long time.

Why?

I thought you didn't have anything to do with him.

I didn't.

Didn't know anything about the army payroll?

Not a thing.

Never saw Darcy before.

Nope.

First time in that cell.

And what difference does it make to you whether he's gone or not then?

- Well... - Well, what?

What's that got to do with you?

- Nothing. - Nothing?

Oh, you're a beauty.

All you need is a halo and a pair of wings.

What?

You lie like a master, kid.

Can you prove that?

If I could prove it,

you'd be on that train with Darcy by now,

out of my hair and out of this town.

Well, I ain't gonna be leaving this town, Marshal.

- You that fond of Cimarron? - No.

But I gotta set someplace.

I'm not gonna leave here with folks thinking the way you do.

That flash powder is enough to blind a man.

I'm gonna get myself a job,

stay out of trouble and prove I'm innocent.

You might find that hard in Cimarron, getting a job.

I'm sure I will, the way the marshal's been badmouthing me.

That's not gonna stop me from trying.

You know...

you could half believe the kid.

I know what you mean.

Five more minutes with him and he'd have convinced me.

You think he does want a job?

I don't know what to think.

Oh, that kid has got me all...

What is it?

Well, maybe we should get him a job,

so we can keep an eye on him.

With who?

How about Grimey?

Well, he's always looking for a hand.

Aye.

And he sure has a hard time keeping 'em.

Well, yeah, that he does.

But he does owe me a favor.

Hey, listen, that stagecoach goes right past his spread.

Mm-hmm.

You tell that driver to stop off and ask Grimey to stop by and see me.

- Hmm? - Mmm.

Right.

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- Dulcey, this is terrific. - Mmm.

Marshal?

Stage driver said you was wanting to talk to me.

I do, Grimey, I sure do.

Why don't you sit down and have some breakfast first?

No, I'm fatter than the town dog as it is.

Um...

Well, I want you to do me a favor, will you?

I'll be glad to if I can.

I got a man I want you to put to work.

Well now, that'd be a favor to me if he'll work.

He will.

- Kid? - Yeah.

You said you'd do an honest day's work.

Now, will you?

Just get me one and see.

All right.

Come on.

Grimey, this is Bud Mahoney.

He'll be glad to work for you.

He will?

Sure he will, won't you, kid?

Whatever you say, Marshal.

You're not only good with horses but tolls, too.

- I am? - Sure you are, aren't you?

Don't matter.

I'll teach him what to do.

Come on, son.

Thank you, Grimey.

Thank you, Marshal.

I'll prove you wrong about me.

You do that.

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Nice corral.

Good-looking barn, too.

It could stand a little fixing up with some whitewash.

Take good care of your stock.

Well, I like horses...

a whole lot better than I do most people.

I ain't got no bunk house so you can stay in here with me.

She's a might untidy.

A might.

Nothing that a lick and a promise won't take care of

if you have a mind to clean her up.

Oh, uh...

There's some beans and fat back on the stove if you're hungry.

I'm gonna go out and water and grain the old ponies

and you get yourself settled and then we'll ride out on the mountain,

see if we can locate some ponies that got run out out there.

Settled?

I should have stood in jail.

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Do the books balance, lass?

Yes.

It's worrying me.

It's never happened before.

MacGregor.

How was your trip?

Oh, dusty.

Hot but fruitful.

I acquired two excellent horses from Mr. Grimes

and at very good prices, I might add.

Mac, did I overhear you right?

Have you been dealing with Mr. Grimes?

Mm-hmm.

Well, let me tell you something about him.

I'd say that he was one of the sharpest

horse traders in six counties.

So don't tell me that you outbid him.

Have you forgotten I'm a Scotsman?

Well, I wouldn't say I cheated Mr. Grimes,

but I drove a very astute bargain.

Hmm...

Well, I'll bet you, without even looking,

that one of those nags out there is a tall lantern-jawed gray roamer.

Aye, and a fine piece of horseflesh it is.

Well, how did you know?

Well, nobody but Grimey himself

has been able to sit on that horse for over two minutes.

You mean he deceived me?

No.

You were the one that was driving the hard bargain, now weren't you?

Aye.

Hey, well, tell me something.

How's Grimey and the boy?

How are they getting along?

Well, all right, I suppose.

How do you like that old...

Is the boy making himself useful?

Grimes keeps him busy, if that's what you mean.

He didn't look particularly happy and I for one don't blame him.

Do you know what I intend to do?

What?

First thing tomorrow morning, I'm taking that gray beast back.

Well, you won't be the first.

Yeah, I guess old Grimey,

he must have sold that horse about ten times

to people who thought that they were outsmarting him.

Well, he'll take it back, though, won't he?

Oh, sure he will.

Mac'll get his money back.

But with it, he'll get a long lecture about being honest with his fellow man.

Yeah, that Grimey, he's a character all right.

But sometimes he makes a lot of good horse sense.

Do you think it will do the Mahoney boy some good, working for Mr. Grimes?

Oh, sure it will.

If that boy's gonna amount to anything, he's gonna learn something off Grimey.

He'll learn a lot more off him

than he will off those hard cases at the prison mine.

♪♪

Hey, Darcy!

Got your name in a magazine.

Here, take a look.

"Fool's Payroll."

They ain't never gonna let you forget that, Darcy.

Yeah, I guess not.

♪♪

Get!

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You're a pretty fair hand with a rope, boy.

Where'd you learn that?

Cow outfit down in Texas.

Used to work night hawk for the Bermuda.

Night hawk, huh?

Uh-huh.

Did you quit that job, son, or did you get fired?

Quit.

Why?

A man can't get rich "nursemaiding" horses.

Rich?

A man has to get rich, does he?

Well, no, doesn't have to, wants to.

How come?

Well, you know.

To get someplace, to make something of yourself.

Ha.

You don't talk much, do you?

Yeah, I talk quite a bit.

To my horses.

Just that I ain't used to being answered.

Well then, just figure I'm a horse.

Well, now, if you was,

I reckon you'd be smarter than most men are.

Then again, maybe you wouldn't be.

No, I reckon not.

More than likely, you'd be a big old gangly yearling colt,

and they ain't got no brains at all.

Young.

Kicking up their heels.

Feeling their oats.

And just as greedy as any man that ever walked on two legs.

You know, a colt

find hisself a big pile of green fodder

and he'll stick his head in it

and he won't quit eating 'til his belly's sticking out like a poison pup.

Then he'll bellow like a baby from the pain of his greed.

Rich.

Gonna get someplace.

Boy...

don't you know that nobody, rich or poor in this world,

ever gets any place but to his grave.

Don't matter where a man gets in life,

it's how he makes the trip.

Now, ain't that right?

Well, ain't it?

I thought you wasn't used to getting answered.

I ain't.

Maybe I'm getting spoiled.

Anyhow, you gotta admit that I'm right about one thing

and that's where a man gets.

Yeah, I guess so.

Tell me, boy.

How you planning on making the trip?

I can't say.

But whatever it is, I hope it takes a long time.

As long as you got that door open,

why don't you go talk to that big gelding that scraped his leg?

Sure.

♪♪

Ahh...

Grimey, how come?

How come what?

You never asked me if I was tied in on that bank robbery?

Hey.

Somebody's trimmed this horse's foot already.

Hmm?

Oh, yeah, I done the best I could with what I had.

When?

Last night.

It was too late to round up any more ponies, too early for sleeping.

So I figured I'd get the horses a hand ready for shoeing.

Hey, you did a pretty good job of this.

Got her smooth.

Level across the bottom of the hoof.

Take just a shade more off here and it'll be doggone near perfect.

Here, hand me that brass.

I didn't have one of those myself,

so I couldn't get it done right to where the frog hits the ground.

Oh, you know quite a bit about horses.

I'm just learning.

And fast.

Here.

Give that a couple of turns.

Be ready to shape that shoe in a minute.

You figure I was tied in with Darcy?

You know, a man lives around horses long enough,

he gets to thinking like one.

You don't worry none about what happened yesterday,

you don't fret about what's gonna happen tomorrow.

You sort of...

well, sort of lives for today.

The Marshal does.

I reckon the whole town of Cimarron feels the same.

You know, son,

when I look at a horse to buy,

I don't pay no attention to what other people tell me about him.

I just look at what I see with my own eyes.

I look at his eyes,

at his teeth,

at the way he's stuck together and the bone.

You show me a horse with good bone,

I'll buy him every time, even if the good Lord hisself badmouths him.

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I was wondering, boy.

Could I count on you staying with me for a spell?

Well...

if you want me to.

I reckon I do.

Good bone.

Good bone.

Some mail on the telegraph.

Is it important?

Well, I'll open it and see.

Oh, can't you see this is an important game?

Not as important as this.

"To all US Marshals:

Sam Darcy has escaped from territorial prison."

Darcy?

- He'll be headed this way. - Looking for you.

Sure he will.

He promised he would.

Now, could be he'll get wind of where the kid's working

and stop off and see someone else first.

- Old Grimey. - Yeah.

I better ride out and warn him.

Darcy doesn't care much for Grimey, either.

Well, there's no rush, Jim.

You've got time to finish this game.

Maybe I do, but Grimey doesn't.

Francis, would you take over?

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Jim: Grimey!

Kid!

Grimey: Come in!

Well, what are you gawking at?

Ain't you ever seen a man take a bath before?

Staring at me like I'm some naked female.

Don't just stand there, say something.

You ain't no naked female, that's for sure.

Well, this place certainly has gone through a lot of changes.

Well, a man's got a right to make a change

every now and then, ain't he?

You never come all the way out here just to say hello.

What's on your mind?

And close that dad-bleedin' door.

I ain't dressed for the draft.

Darcy's escaped.

Oh?

You figure he'll come out here looking for me, huh?

You and the kid.

Where is he?

He's up at the high camp, getting in a string of ponies.

Why?

I thought I'd take him back to town with me.

When a man goes gunning for you,

it doesn't make sense to have some extra help hanging around.

Now, what's the kid got to do with Darcy?

Grimey, you're not trying to tell me

that that kid had nothing to do with the bank robbery.

Now, I ain't talking about what the kid was,

I'm talking about what the kid is now.

Oh, don't be all...

There ain't a colt born that sometime or other

doesn't run wild for a while.

A few of 'em turn outlaw, most of 'em turn out all right.

It depends on how they're handled and how they're gentled down.

You trying to tell me that that kid has gentled down?

Maybe forever?

That's what I'm a-saying.

Well, maybe.

There's a lot of changes taking place here.

Look, Marshal.

I'll stake my life on that boy.

Is that good enough for you?

That's good enough for me.

We'll both stake our lives on him.

But not on Darcy.

I'll be sending out a deputy.

He can stand guard until Darcy's corralled.

Chances are, he'll probably come looking for the kid

before he comes looking for you and me.

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I sure didn't expect to be seeing you again this soon.

Well, like I said, kid, devil takes care of his own.

Seems to.

Well, you're looking good.

Looks like you've been doing what I told you to do,

working honest, wrangling horses.

For the old man, too.

I think that's kind of funny.

Crown got me the job.

You like it?

Well, you know.

I figure it's what you told me to do.

Right.

They trust you?

I'm not sure.

I think maybe Grimes does.

Crown, I don't know.

Well, Grimes can wait.

Grimes?

Yeah, that...

that doesn't bother you, does it, kid?

What?

The idea that we gotta kill the old man.

No.

No, of course not.

I didn't think it would.

Anyway, he can wait.

Crown is the one I want first, so we gotta make him trust you.

How?

That's easy.

You're gonna turn me in.

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So you go into town, you get Crown to come out here with you

and it's gonna look like I'm lying here right by these ashes.

When he draws down on me,

I'm gonna just shoot him in the back from those bushes over there.

Yeah.

Well, I guess I better get started, huh?

- You got it all straight? - Sure.

Don't worry about it, I'll get Crown out here.

You can trust me.

Yeah, I trust you.

♪♪

Kid!

Hold it a minute, I got a surprise for you.

All right, come on in.

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Jim: Kid!

Marshal, I was just coming to get you.

It's Darcy.

- You see him? - Yeah.

He's up at the high camp, sleeping.

Sleeping?

He's supposed to be.

- Supposed to be? - Yeah.

I take you up there with me

and you get the drop on him, thinking he's asleep

and then he steps out and shoots you in the back.

Well, old Grimey, he sure knows his colt.

- What? - Nothing, kid.

- Come on, let's go. - Wait a minute.

The high... high camp's that way.

You don't trust a man like Darcy.

We'll check up on old Grimey first, make sure he's safe.

Then we'll head up to the high camp.

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Grimey!

Kid...

Is it bad?

I been worse.

During the war.

Had more lead in me and less meat on me.

Marshal!

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Darcy, huh?

Uh-huh.

Kill him.

Before you kill anybody...

let's try and do something to keep me alive.

I got a chance if we can get a doc out here.

I'll get one.

Wait 'til we get you up on the bed.

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Marshal!

You stay right here.

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Is he dead?

Yeah.

He always said the devil takes care of his own.

Yeah, he might be finding that out right about now.

Boys?

You mind trying to see that I don't find out?

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Uh, he's gonna be all right.

He's strong as an ox.

- He's just too mean to die. - It appears that way.

Well, now, all you gotta do is to change the bandages every day

and keep that wound good and clean.

Right.

Doc, take a look around this place.

You don't have to tell him anything about keeping things clean,

does he, Grimey?

Dadgum, Marshal.

You should know to make a man laugh when he's hurting this bad.

Well, it's good for your circulation.

Marshal.

I...

figure I ought to take what's coming to me

and admit what you already know.

I was in on that bank robbery.

I don't believe you.

♪♪- Huh?

But I was.

You know that.

You're a convincing liar...

but if what you're saying is true,

oh, you'll get what's coming to you, double,

working with that old horse thief.

So long, kid.

I hope I see you around for a long time.

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