All language subtitles for The Parson And The Outlaw (1957) English CC

(WOLVES HOWLING)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Quines?

It's Pat
Garrett.

Come on in, Pat.

(GUN FIRING)

May the Lord have mercy
on you, Mr. Garrett.

I baptized Billy
and now I buried him.

Yes, he was an
outlaw and a sinner.

But you were his friend.

He trusted you.

Who's really buried
in that grave, Pat?

No one will ever know.

You should have been
at least a hundred miles

away from here
by this time.

A man doesn't get
to attend his own
funeral very often.

Well, you stick around
here long enough

for somebody to see you
and you'll be attending mine.

Well...

I won't be needing
these any longer, Pat.

Remember, that's a promise.

I told you I'd hang 'em up.

I meant it.

From now on,
I'm going to be busy

working that homestead
you gave me.

Maybe I'll turn out to be
a real good dirt farmer.

And Billy, don't let anything
change your mind about this.

(WHISTLING)

(WHISTLING)

(WHISTLING)

(WHISTLING)

(GRUNTING)

(YELPING)

(GUN FIRING)

Ain't like the emporium
back in Dodge City,

but the meat's fresher.

My name is Slade.

Jack Slade.

I'm Bill Antrim.

How come you travel
around without guns?

Guns are for those
who want to use them.

I don't.

Kinda stupid, if you ask me.

Nobody asked you.

Cocky little rooster,
ain't ya?

If I didn't owe you a favor...

The Jack Slade I heard about

wouldn't let a little thing
like that stop him.

Maybe you didn't understand.

I'm the Jack Slade that
out-shot Cherokee Bill,

Ace Jardine, Wes Hardin
and a lot of others.

Now I'm going to run
Billy the Kid into a hole.

You're too late.

He's already in one.

Six foot long
and six foot deep.

You're joking.

Nobody would
have gunned him.

Except maybe me.

Did he get it
in the back?

Pat Garrett caught him
off guard last week
in Fort Sumner.

The Kid never
had a chance.

They'll never
get me that way.

Now I'll never
be able to prove

I could beat him
to the draw.

What difference
does it make?

He's dead.

What difference?

Do you know
what it means to have
a reputation like mine?

You gotta be the best
and meet the best,

or nobody's going
to hire you.

I've had it thrown
in my teeth that

Billy could outshoot me.

I'd been trailing
him for two years
to prove it's a lie.

Two years.

Lincoln, Willow
Springs, Santa Fe,
La Mesilla.

Always missed him.

(SIGHS)

I've got a good mind
to gun that Pat Garrett.

It was a lousy trick!

Sorry I brought you
the bad news, Slade.

Well, as soon as
I have the grub,
I'll be on my way.

Which way are you headin'?

Territory around
Four Corners.

Well, I'm going to farm
me a piece of land.

Might as well ride
along with you.

Nothing to keep me
here in New Mexico.

Your choice, Mr. McCloud.

I guess it doesn't
make much difference,
Colonel Morgan.

Thirty duels for you,
isn't it?

That's right.

Do you wish to retract
those statements you made
about me in your newspaper?

There'll be
no retractions.

All right, Matt.

Now take your places,
back to back.

Start walking
as I count.

When I reach ten,
turn and fire.

One, two, three,

four, five, six

seven, eight, nine, ten.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

When the Bugle comes
out again, Colonel Morgan,

we'll call this
by its right name.

Murder.

I let your father
fire the first shot.

He had more than
an even chance.

Did he?

He was a newspaper editor,
not a gunman.

Then he shouldn't have
written the things
he did about me.

I gave him fair warning.

I intend to carry on
my father's fight.

The Bugle will print
the truth about you

or anyone else who
tries to stop this territory

from being annexed
to the State of Texas.

The people here
have a right to vote
as they see fit.

Miss Ellie, I want you to
understand one thing.

No other state would
claim this territory

until I pioneered it.

This was an empty wilderness,
and now it's rich

because I made it
that way.

Every steer out
on that range

is there because
I put it there.

My sweat, my money,
the best part of my life

has gone into making
this territory rich.

Now that it's built,

if Texas thinks
she can take it
away from me

by asking a lot of
stupid yokels
to just vote it away,

she's wrong.

This is an empire.
My empire.

And I intend
to keep it that way.

An empire for your killers
and your outlaws.

Good day, Miss Ellie.

I'll take care of things
for you, ma'am.

(SOBS)

Couple of you men
help me carry this

body over to the
funeral parlor.

Nobody touches Matt
till I say so.

Then say so.

The kid's not armed, Jardine.

Besides, he's
a friend of mine.

Well, Jack Slade.
It's been a long time.

Yeah. Not since Dodge City.

You were going
to plug me in the back,

but I was too
fast for you.

I'm still carrying
your slug under a rib.

But that's the way it goes.

We were on different sides
of the fence then.

No hard feelings now though,
uh, is there, Slade?

No hard feelings.

This is Bill Antrim.

Bill, meet Ace Jardine.

Hiya.

All right, you two,
go ahead.

Since you're a friend
of Slade's,

I'll tip you off
to something.

Don't side in
with Ellie McCloud.

Look, mister,

I happen to believe kinfolk
have a right to their dead.

That doesn't mean
I'm choosing sides.

I'm not interested
in your fight.

Just keep it that way.

Colonel Jeff is hiring
gun hands, Slade.

Pays top wages, too.

You going to be around,
why don't you look him up?

It's an idea.

You're a hard
one to figure, Bill.

How come you went up
against Jardine without a gun?

He'd as soon shoot
you as look at you.

Didn't stop to think, I guess.
A bad habit of mine.

Hey, look at this.

(READING)

That settles it.
I'm backing the Colonel.

I suppose you'll be heading
out towards your homestead?

Mmm-hmm.

As soon as I can buy
a wagon and some supplies.

Probably take me
a couple of days.

Well, see you around.

Oh, uh, about that
habit of yours.

Better break it
or buy a gun.

The Colonel ain't gonna
sit still for this, Ellie.

Why don't you tone it
down a little?

It's the truth and we'll
publish it, Ben.

I'm with you, you know that.

I don't want
to see you get hurt.

(DOOR OPENS)

Morning, ma'am.

I'd been hoping I'd see
you again, Mr. Antrim.

To tell you how much
I appreciate

what you did the other day.

I'm sorry you had
trouble with Ace Jardine.

Don't worry
about it, ma'am.

I'm, uh,

I'm trying to locate
the Garrett Homestead.

I own it.

But nobody in town seems

to want to give me
any information.

Maybe they're afraid to.

Why?
Just afraid,
that's all.

Don't want to get
involved.

I'll tell you why.

Some of Colonel Morgan's
men are living up there.

He took the place over
a few years back.

It's been deserted so long,
I guess they figured

nobody wanted it.

They'll move.

By golly, that wouldn't
surprise me at all.

Seeing as how you own
a ranch around here,

you should be interested
in the election.

I'm not.
But you can't stay
on the fence.

You'll have to side
one way or the other.

I just want to be let alone.

Now, how about giving
me the directions.

I'll do better than that.

Come on around and
I'll show you the map.

Much obliged, ma'am.

Jericho, it can't be.

We buried him.

I've got to get
to Pat Garrett.

Jericho, wait.

If Billy's alive,
Pat Garrett knows it.

What?

Pat was Billy's friend.

He knew him like
he was his own son.

He might have
killed the wrong man,

but he certainly couldn't
have buried the wrong man.

But that means Pat Garrett
is guilty of aiding an outlaw.

Well, so were you, once.

Yes, I helped that boy once.

But I'm never
going to do that again.

You might be making
a bigger mistake this time.

Jericho, when you
helped that boy,

he was wearing three things
that frightened me to death.

Two guns and a look of
a man spoiling for a fight.

Today, he wasn't
wearing either.

That don't mean
he's not dangerous.

No, it doesn't.

But it means he isn't
looking for trouble.

Jericho, you always said
Pat Garrett was a good man.

If he helped Billy,

he must have had
a mighty good reason.

Sarah, Billy's a killer.
Twenty-one men.

And you're
a minister of God.

Your business
is saving souls,

not delivering them
to the scaffold.

Maybe God allowed
Billy this reprise.

And maybe God's
showing me my duty.

Maybe he is.

Maybe he is,
Jericho.

But before I'd do
anything rash,

I'd talk to him first.

To Billy?

No, Jericho. To God.

Hello.

Good morning.

I'm Reverend Jericho Jones.

This is my wife, Sarah.

How do you do?
Howdy.

We just dropped in
to get acquainted.

And to found out
if you'd run an article
in your newspaper

about our gospel services.

We'll be in town
the next four Sundays.

We'd be happy to do it.

Ain't had a preacher in these
parts since I've been here.

That's going
on 15 years.

Sheep who are lost
cannot be expected to
find the shepherd.

Four Corners can sure
stand some religion.

How about some music
at the meetin'?

I'll play and my friend
Holt will sing.

He's got a store
down the street.

Ben thinks everyone
around here has talent.

l ospptoave you join
our services.

Tell me, that young man
that just left here,

has he been in town long?

You mean Bill Antrim?

He came in about a week ago.

You know, there's
something strange about him.

Do you know him?

Why, yes. I...

We meet so
many people.

Jericho sometimes
just gets them mixed up.

Well, we'll see
you Sunday.
All right, fine.

Goodbye. Thank you.
Goodbye.

See you.
Goodbye.

Thank you.

A straight.

Well, it beats my two pair.

For Tonya's old age.

You won't be
around that long

if you don't get
away from me.

You're a jinx.

Then why you bring me here?

Oh, shut up and fetch
us some coffee.

By me.

I'll open.

I'm in.

Cards?

Two.

Give me three.

I'll call and raise
you twenty, Slade.

Give me your
money, Tonya.

I will not.

Come on, hand it over.

Thanks.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

You cheap gringo!

Well, I didn't
make it.

Oh, that beats me.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

What about Tonya, Slade?

I'll bet the girl
against your winnings.

TONYA: You're all pigs.

Dirty, filthy pigs.

And you, you are
the worst pig of all.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

(SPITS)

What are you going to do,
let her get away with it?

She'll come back, Piute,
she always does.

What did I tell ya?

Hello, Bill.

I see you didn't
take my advice
about wearing a gun.

What are you doing here?

I'm moving in.
This place belongs to me.

The Colonel
didn't say anything

to me about this.

Here's my bill of sale,
signed by the legal owner.

I'll keep this.
I think you're lying.

You heard the man.

If he owns the place,
he owns it.

Come on.

Well, don't just
stand there, Tonya.

Get your things together.

Nobody else takes
orders from you,

why should I?

This about squares us, Bill.

You've butted into my play
for the last time, Slade.

He asked for it.
Put him on his horse.

I don't care how it happened.

You didn't
have to kill him.

Jardine was
my top gun hand.

Look, Colonel,

when a man starts
gunning for you,

you either drop
him permanent

or give him a chance
to pot-shoot you

in the back some
other time.

Jardine tried it
once before.

That fight could have
been avoided,

if you hadn't
sided with Antrim.

He owns the place.

What if he does? I use it.

Get him out of there.

You're the boss.

Don't forget it, Mr. Slade.

Take care of it
as soon as we get

the cattle back
to the home ranch.

Piute! Starting tomorrow,
I want you

to find out which ranches

the army intends to use
for polling places.

Remind the owners
how I feel about it.

You tell the other ranchers
to stay away from the polls.

(DOOR OPENS)

What are you up to?

I was hungry.

Do you make a habit
of eating in the dark?

I did not want to disturb you.

Hmm, thanks.

I can pay for what I take.

I know. You left
this behind.

What's your name?

My name is Tonya.

Tonya, huh?

Where do you live?

I see.

Well, Tony, I'm sorry
Jardine got himself killed,

but you can't stay here.

I did not ask to stay here.

All right, take what you want.

When you finish,
you'll find a horse
in the barn.

And I'll be obliged
if you'll leave him

at the livery stable in town.

You do not work
for Colonel Morgan?

No.

Then how you know
I don't keep your horse?

Horse thieves have a habit
of coming to a bad end.

How long you going
to stay here?

For the rest
of my life, I hope.

Maybe that won't be
so very long,

if you don't
work for Morgan.

I'll take that chance.

You like my dress?

It's very nice.

Want I should dance for you?

Uh, some other time.

Don't forget about
that horse.

Good night.

(HUMMING)

Oh, wait, senor.

My clean floor.

Here.

Come and get it.

I have your
breakfast ready.

It is good, yes?

Mmm-hmm.

But you can't
stay here.

But why not?
You see I'm a good cook

and I'm a good housekeeper.

I don't want any trouble.

You were not afraid
last night.

I'm not afraid
this morning.

I just don't want
any trouble.

Now you'd better
go home.

I have no home

and no people.

Can't you get a job in town?

Everyone knows I have been

cook for Colonel
Morgan's men.

Oh, please, Senor Bill.

I will work hard
and be very quiet.

All right, you can stay.

Till I think of
something else.

Gracias.

Hiya, Jack.

Mornin'.

I just finished breakfast,

but if you'd care
for a cup of coffee...

Haven't got time.

I got bad news for you.

You're gonna have to move.

Colonel Morgan
give you a little
trouble this morning, huh?

No one gives
Jack Slade trouble.

Let's just say
he's unhappy with you.

Well, what was
I supposed to do?

Go over there and ask
his permission

to take over my own place?

You might have
been better off.

Well, you know it
belongs to me.

I hired my guns out
to Colonel Morgan.

I'm paid to see
things his way.

Too bad we're on opposite
sides of the fence,

but that's the way it is.

I'll think it over.

Don't take too long.

Hi, Ben.
Here's your paper.

How about a little music?

How about some coffee first?

You've got to help us,
Reverend Jones. We've been
here for 12 years.

My husband's not a coward,

but they half beat him
to death for just putting up
a fence around his own land.

He says he can't fight
them, so we're going
to have to move.

There's no law, Reverend.
Nobody to turn to.

If you can't help us,
we're lost.

I'll do what I can.

Thank you, Reverend.

Another one?
The fifth today.

Sarah, I've just got
to do something.

These are fine people,
good people. They're
coming to me for help.

Darling, now
you listen to me.

This is a war. A gun war.
It can only be
settled with guns.

Cleaning up this town
is not a job for a preacher.

What we need is a...
A gunfighter, a killer!

We know such a man.

You wouldn't...

Jericho, he couldn't
do it alone. Not one
man against so many.

Sarah, David conquered
Goliath.

You wouldn't ask him?

I'd ask him this very moment
if I knew I was doing right.

It could mean
his life and yours.

My life is a pledge to God.

His is a debt to God.

It would be a fair exchange
for the destruction
of this evil.

I must think this over.

(PLAYING BANJO)

COWHAND: Let her rip, Ben.

ONLOOKER: Yeehaw!

(WHOOPS)

Ellie! Ellie McCloud!

Well, I see you received your
copy of the Weekly Bugle,
Colonel Morgan.

Yes, I did, Miss McCloud.

Here's your delivery boy.

Ben!

I tried to deliver them,
Ellie. I tried.

I'll take him inside, Ellie.

You've put out
the last edition
of the Bugle, Miss McCloud.

The paper will come out
next week as usual.

I've waited a long time
to meet you, Jefferson Morgan.

Colonel Morgan to you,
preacher.

I give no titles to jackals.

I've heard the word
Morgan before.

I've heard it used
with fear by the weak,

with disgust and contempt
by the righteous.

I've heard men say that west
of Texas there's no law
but Jefferson Morgan.

Well, they're wrong.
There is a law, Morgan.

There's a law greater than you
or a thousand like you.

It's the law of God.

You've chosen
to defy that law.

Why you and your kind,
you're a plague,

not only in the eyes of God
but in the eyes of man.

Preying upon the
weak and the innocent.

Hiding behind a wall
of hired guns. I tell you,
Morgan, your days...

No! No! Don't!

Piute!

You've got a lot
of courage, preacher,

but if I was you, I'd keep
my nose out of politics.

Mr. Bentley, would you please
take him into the other room?

The doctor will be
here shortly.

Yes, ma'am.

There must be something
you can do to stop
these outrages, Paul.

I have no authority
to establish law and order
in this territory.

However, we'll protect the
people that come in to vote.

Most of the people
will be afraid to
come in and vote.

The Colonel has warned
them to stay away.

Freedom to live
without fear is man's most
treasured possession.

Matthew McCloud
demonstrated that.

Maybe so, Parson,
but it just don't make
sense for men like us

to go up against the guns
of Colonel Morgan
or Jack Slade.

Ellie, why don't you leave
town until after the election.

Some of my troopers
will escort you across
the Texas line.

I appreciate your offer,
Paul, but, well,
I can't accept it.

I guess there's a stubborn
streak in the McClouds.

I'll be at my camp
if you change your mind.
Thank you, Paul.

You just forget
all this trouble
and relax a little, Ellie.

I'll drop in later
and see how Ben's doing.

If we only had somebody...

Anybody who had
the courage to stand up
against these killers.

A David to conquer
this Goliath.

Ellie,

there's something I should
tell you about Bill Antrim.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Come in.

Oh, I was looking
for Mr. Antrim.
Doesn't he live here?

Si. I live here too.

Why you want to see Bill?

I'd rather discuss it
with him, if you don't mind.

He is not here!
I'll wait.

Oh, Bill!

You have been gone so long.
Tonya miss you.

Nice to see
you, Miss McCloud.

Get Miss McCloud
some coffee.

Wait on her yourself.

I'm sorry this had to happen.

Tonya's just here until...

You don't owe me
any explanations
or apologies.

Mr. Antrim, my printer
was flogged this morning

by Morgan and his men
for trying to deliver papers.

I drove out here
to talk to you.

At the suggestion
of Jericho Jones.

What did he say about me?

He intimated you were the one
man with the courage and skill

to stand up to
those gun fighters.

Nothing else?
No.

Well, he's wrong. I told you
before, I'm not taking sides.

Is it... Is it because Jack
Slade is a friend of yours?

A man like Slade
has no friends.

In fact he dropped by
this morning and warned me
to get off my ranch,

before he had to come
gunning for me.

Then you're in
the middle of this
whether you like it or not.

Bill, the people here
are disorganized.
They need a leader.

You've proven
you're not afraid.

If you're going to stay
you'll have to fight. Why...

Why should you fight alone?

Miss McCloud... Maybe
I don't want to fight.

You mean you'd let them
drive you away from your home?

I haven't decided yet.

I'm terribly sorry
I bothered you, Mr. Antrim.

I can't understand why
Reverend Jones ever thought
the people would follow you.

Start packing.
I'm taking you in to town.

I did not mean
to make you angry, Bill.
I will not do it again.

You won't have a chance.

That woman! I hate
her. She is no
good for you, Bill,

with her fancy clothes
and her stuck-up ways.

She's our lady
if that's what's gripin' you.

(CRIES OUT)

(SCREAMING)

I know her kind!
She wouldn't spit on you if
she didn't want something!

Start packing!

(WAILS)

Oh, Mr. Antrim!

I've been wanting
to talk to you.

I'm kind of busy, preacher.
This is very important.

All right. Wait
he, Torea.

I see you're not
carrying a gun.

I don't carry guns.

Billy the Kid carried a gun.
Billy the Kid is dead.

And I've been
wanting to thank you
for leaving him that way.

You've got Sarah
to thank for that.

If it had been me,
I'd have turned you in
the moment I saw you.

Can't say that I
blame you, Jericho.

I've been a disappointment
to you ever since
I was a kid, haven't I?

Yes, you have, Billy.

You know, outside
of Pat Garrett you're the
only man I've ever trusted.

You used to tell Ma
back on the farm
I'd make a fine doctor.

Said I had the eyes
and hands for it,
remember?

It's been a long time.
I haven't forgotten it.

Billy...

Billy, when I helped you
years ago, I did that
because I realized

you were too young
to understand that
no man was big enough

to take the law
into his own hands.

I thought you were
worth saving,
but I'll tell you this...

I've regretted it ever since.

You listen to me, Jericho.

You think I'm not grateful
for my life, don't you?

You think I went on killin'
because I liked it.
Well, you're wrong.

I got out to get the man
who murdered my best friend
in cold blood.

That's all I ever
intended to do.

But when I'd finished the job
the law should have done,

I found I had a reputation
as a gunslinger
with a price on my head.

I had to keep on killing
or end up with a slug
in my own guts.

I didn't know
in the beginning,
but I found out

that once you're
on a killer's road,
there's no way back.

And the only way ahead
is over the bodies of the men

who want to prove
that they're faster
with a gun than you are.

I woke up one morning
to the fact that the only
way I could stop killin'

was to get killed myself.
So I got killed, and
I want to stay that way.

Billy the Kid is dead,

and Bill Antrim
will never touch a gun
as long as he lives.

It's strange, Billy,
but our destinies are not
always in our own hands.

What do you mean by that?

I've called you in here
to strap on a gun.

You're crazy.
I know it sounds ridiculous,

especially after what you've
just told me, Billy.

But maybe this is God's will.

Maybe you were called here
for just this thing.

You know about Ben?
Stop it.

You've heard of McCloud.
Shut up!

You know what those killers
are doing in this town?

Danny, you can't
do this to me.

I told you, I'm through
with guns and killin'.

I want to live like a human
being, not like an animal.

Do you know what
my life has been like
up till now? Do you?

The kind of loneliness
that takes your insides
in a fist and squeezes

the guts out of them until
you want to put a gun to your
head and pull the trigger?

Do you know what it's like
to sit up on a bluff,
hungry, cold, miserable,

looking at the lights below,
behind the windows,

where men are at peace
in their own kitchens
with wives piling food

on their plates,
and kids howling, no,
no fear of tomorrow,

no ugly memory
of what happened
yesterday. Do you?

The poor squatters got more
than any outlaw ever had.

All those lonely nights
on the trail
looking for some place

where I wouldn't
be recognized.

I've had one thought,
one dream, to get out.

To have a home
and a wife and a kid.

This is my only chance,
the only one
I'll ever get. You,

you can't take that
away from me.

Do you recognize these?

I took them from your grave
to use as a symbol
of evil in my services.

But now, Billy,
you can use them as
an instrument for good.

I won't do it. I won't.

As soon as I put
those guns on I'm finished.

If Jack Slade doesn't
get me, the law will.

And if both of them don't,
I'd be right back where
I was before, which is worse.

I owe you my life. All right,
take it back. Go out there

and tell 'em
I'm Billy the Kid,
but I won't touch another gun.

There's a time
in every man's life
when he must face himself.

You're at that
point now, Billy.

The scriptures tell us
it's our duty to fight
tyranny and oppression.

Why, the people
of this community,

they're like children lost
in the wilderness,
crying out for help.

You can't turn
your back on them.

I can and I will.
This isn't my fight.

I'm not a fool like Ben,
or a martyr like McCloud.

You can turn me in
if you want,

but don't expect me
to give up everything
I've wanted all my life

to save the necks
of those chicken-livered
men in this town

who haven't got the guts
to fight their own battles.

All right, Billy.
Have it your own way.

But come to the meeting
Sunday, that's all I ask.

Here. This'll keep you going
until you can find a job.

I have money.
Well, adios until Sunday.

Why Sunday?
Senor Jericho expects
you at the meeting.

You were listening.

Don't be afraid,
I won't tell anyone.

If I tell they will kill you,
and I want you alive,
Billy the Kid.

Besides, you cannot
leave me so easily now
that I've decided I love you.

(ORGAN PLAYING)

¶ When dark clouds

¶ Hide your skies of blue

(MUFFLED SINGING)

Good morning, Mr. Antrim.

Good morning, Miss McCloud.

I hardly expected
to see you here.

But I am glad
you came, Bill.

¶ A hand that's strong

¶ Is waiting just to help you

¶ Find your way

¶ So pray

¶ Sometimes you and I
need help

¶ Remember there's more
in this world than yourself

¶ So don't be afraid

¶ Look up to the sky and say

¶ I believe

¶ I believe

¶ This old world now
will seem serene

¶ Faith is yours
on which to lean

¶ All because

¶ You took the time to pray

¶ Take the time

¶ To pray ¶

As a minister of the gospel,

I find myself torn between
the spiritual teachings of God

and the fundamental
needs of man.

Both are necessary
to survival.

So I've decided today to
devote the services

to the immediate problem
that faces this community.

This is a Godless
and a lawless territory.

But you, you have
that power to change
that tomorrow at the polls.

(ALL MURMURING)

Just now I watched a man
walk down the aisle,

and I saw fear in the eyes
of each and every one of you.

Of what are you afraid?
His power? His tyranny?

Tyranny, like hell,
is not easily conquered.

Those are not my words,

they are the words of Thomas
Paine to the beleaguered
Americans at Valley Forge.

e men died
so that you could enjoy
a thing called freedom.

So that you could live
without fear.

Are you then prepared
to give up this freedom?

And walk in the shadow
of this man,
with his hired guns?

Fear is a deadly poison.
Stand up and cast out fear.

Destroy the evil
that walks among ye,

ye knight in the power
of the Lord,

and no one or nothing
can stand against you.

Let us pray.

(GUNSHOTS)
(WHOOPING)

MAN: Come on, come on.
Get out of here!

Let's get out!

(ALL CLAMORING)

It's the
newspaper office!

(GLASS SHATTERING)

I'll take
you inside.

Morgan, nothing would give me
more pleasure than to arrest
you and your men,

and it may
just happen yet.

I built this town
and I'll run it
as I see fit,

and that goes for the
rest of the country
around here.

Not anymore.

I just received orders
from my commanding officer
to establish martial law.

There wouldn't be any
people in this territory
if it wasn't for me.

They'll do as
I tell 'em, martial law
or not martial law.

Don't push your luck.
If there's any further
disturbances around here,

I'll send for more troops.
I'll hold you
personally responsible.

Piute, we can't
fight the army.

My cousin
War Eagle would.

Get a hold of him.

Tell him we've got
plenty of guns and
firewater for his braves.

I could...
I could kill 'em all
with my own hands.

I... But I can't fight
alone, I can't!

I haven't even
got a paper to fight
them with. (SOBBING)

Is it really
that important?

Oh, it's more important
than anything
in the world. I...

You could do it,
I know you could.

Why, I was talking
to Jericho only
this morning.

He said you were
the fastest man with
a gun he ever saw.

And once Slade and Morgan
are out of the way,

the people wouldn't
be afraid to come
to town and vote.

So that's why
you played up to me?

You figured it was the only
way you could get me

to put on my
guns and kill for you.

Oh, no, Bill.
Why don't you be
honest with me, Ellie?

All right! All right!

There's only one thing
that would justify
my father's death,

and that's the
annexation of this
territory to Texas.

And you'd do anything
to see it happen,
wouldn't you?

Tonya was right.

She said you
wouldn't spit on me
if you didn't need me.

Ellie, our troubles
are over.

Lieutenant Nash is going
to declare martial law.

Oh, it's...
It's too good
to be true.

I just heard him
tell Colonel Morgan.
Miss McCloud...

It appears you wasted
your time on me.

(SOBBING)

Who did it, Tonya?

Slade.
Why?

I come back to wait for you.

Slade showed up,

he was going to burn
the cabin, I tried
to stop him.

You're a fool, Tonya.

Si, Bill, I'm a fool.

You wait,
I'll get some water.

Si, Billy, I wait.

(GASPS)

I do keep running
into you in the strangest
places, Antrim.

Why, you filthy...
Shut up, Tonya.

I warned you to move out.
You should have listened.

BILLY: You didn't have
to burn it, Slade.

I was going to leave.
I just made up my mind.

I'll peddle my team
and wagon tomorrow
and be on my way.

Oh, Billy,
fight him now.

I don't want you
to go away.

If you kill him,
the preacher,
he satisfied.

I told you, Tony,
I don't want
any trouble.

You see...
You see what they
have done to me?

Well, what do you
expect me to do about it?

I told you, kill him!

You know
I don't carry a gun.

I'll give you a gun, Antrim.

Anything to oblige the lady.

There ain't a man alive
who would stand up
against Jack Slade and live.

TONYA: There was
a man. Billy the Kid.

He would not have
stood here and been outfaced
by this cheap gringo!

Shut up, Tonya!

Don't you ever say that to me.

I've looked for
Billy the Kid for years.

He died before I could prove
I was faster than him.

Perhaps you're right.

This thing is not a man.

You are a beater of women,
but he...

He is a mouse.

Maybe you take me
back to town, Mr. Slade.

Sure, Tonya.

So long, Antrim.

Don't be too long about
hitching up your team.

(WHOOPING)

I don't like it
a bit, Jericho.

Where are the rest
of Colonel Morgan's buzzards?

You know, it's much
too quiet around here.

They won't try
to fight the army, Ben.

Don't forget,
Lieutenant Nash
declared martial law.

Well, I wish them troopers
would show up. Nobody's
going to vote until they do.

They'll show up.

(GUNSHOTS)
(WHOOPING)

(ALL CLAMORING)

(HORSE APPROACHING)

I found the Lieutenant
lying on the road
just outside of town.

Before he died,
he said something
about Indian ambush.

All the men
are dead.

But we ain't had
any Indian trouble
around here for years.

Perhaps Colonel Morgan can
explain why the Indians
suddenly went on the warpath.

You and your men wouldn't have
dared terrorize this town if
you hadn't of known about it.

(CROWD CONTINUES CLAMORING)

Quiet, all of you.

Quiet! Quiet!
(CLAMORING STOPS)

The polls are closed.
I don't want to hear
any more grumbling.

If you don't like what goes on
in this territory, you can
pack up and get out.

I'll notify the army tomorrow.

You're nothing
but sheep!

Don't you realize
what you're losing?

It may be years before
you'll have the chance

to break the rule
of these outlaws by voting.

You're wasting
your breath, Ellie.

All right, clear out
all of you! Go on home.

Just a moment, Morgan.

These people are going to get
their chance to vote.

Put your hands up.
Every one of you.

And don't
mistake me.

I believe he
means what
he says. (CHUCKLES)

If you figure on doing
any serious shooting
there, parson,

I'd suggest you
cock those guns.

Oh, Jericho!
(SOBBING)

Jericho!

No. No! Jericho...

Oh, no!

That man you shot down,
Mr. Slade,

was a minister to all.

The guns he was holding
when he fell were the only
guns he ever touched.

The guns he removed

from the cross on a grave
of a notorious outlaw
he once befriended.

You once knew
that outlaw as Billy the Kid.

Only Billy the Kid
is not dead!

He's here to claim
his guns, Mr. Slade.

(TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

BILLY: This way, Slade.

(GRUNTS)

All right, Billy, you got
the man that killed
your best friend.

Put up your guns,
I can use a man like you.

I'm the only law around here.

Ride with me
and you're a free man.

Draw, Morgan.
Don't be
a fool, Billy.

It's five
against one.
Draw!

(GUNSHOTS)

(ALL CLAMORING)

What are you
standing there for?

That's what you
wanted, isn't it?

Goodbye, Jericho.

(ALL CLAMORING)

Billy! Billy! Billy!

Oh, Billy.
Billy, take me with you.

Billy!