All language subtitles for Shelby.Shack.2019.1080p.WEBRip.x265-RARBG2_English

[Warm string music]

- Nellie, darling, you
simply must sit up.

One would think all your
years at miss Finley's

boarding school for ladies
was a complete waste

of your parents' time and money.

- Yes, of course. You're
absolutely right, aunt Margaret.

- Here, let me help you, dear.

- Oh. [Chuckles]

Forgive me, aunt Margaret.
I was lost in thought.

- Lost in thought? A lady?

[Laughs]

Such nonsense! [Sighs]

Now then, you simply must
tell me about William cabbot.

- What about him? I've
only met him once.

- Yes, and I heard he
took quite a shine to you

at the warrens' dinner party.

Everyone said so.

- I didn't notice.

I was thinking about
Ben Harper's story about

the cattle ranches out west.

- [Sighs] Another
cattleman trying to cozy up

with the cream of our fine city.

Someone should run
him out of town.

[Nellie sighs]

Oh, no, this tea
simply will not do.

Franklin?

Franklin, where have you gone?

[Sighs] Is it asking too
much for a proper cup of tea?

You know, we really should
start taking our tea

in the Kennedy garden.

Oh, my. That reminds me.

I was having brunch there
last week with Minerva Wilson,

and she said she
overheard Sarah Anderson

confiding in Harriet
Goodman that she is thinking

of joining the women's
suffrage movement.

Can you imagine the scandal?

- I see no reason for a scandal.

She's simply standing up
for a woman's right to vote.

- Shh.
- Perhaps I'll join her.

- Nellie!

Lower your voice.

[Sighs] I swear, child.

I really am going to have to
talk to your mother about these

crazy ideas you get in this
pretty little head of yours!

What will be next? Wearing
men's trousers, I suppose?

Nevermind. You know, we
have much planning to do.

- Planning?

- Have you forgotten
my party already?

We have exactly three
weeks to plan the meals,

order the new tablecloths,
and I'm counting on you

to send out the
invitations tomorrow.

- Of course, aunt Margaret.

- This year's party is going
to be the talk of the town.

Why, I bet it will be
all my ladies group

can talk about this season.

Can you imagine?

- That's wonderful,
aunt Margaret.

Would you excuse
me for a moment?

[Warm string music]

[Margaret sighs]

Good morning.

- Good morning, darling.

Your father and I would
like a moment of your time.

- Of course.

- You see, [sighs]
We've heard rumors.

Rumors suggesting Ben Harper
has asked you for your hand?

- And we expect you
to put them to rest.

- Well, it is true,

and he was planning to
ask you for your blessing.

- Well, he will
not be getting it.

And that's the last
I will hear of it!

You will not be
marrying that boy.

[Mother tuts]

- Asking for your hand before
even speaking to your father?

It is most
inappropriate, my dear.

The man has no sense
of common decency,

and from what I hear,

he is completely bereft
of any social graces.

- I do not care about
any of that, mother.

He loves me!

He even promised to help me
open up my own school house.

- Now, Nellie, your father
has put his foot down.

There will be no more
discussion on the matter.

Besides...

Albert fredericks is
quite smitten with you.

I have even heard he is planning

on asking your father's
permission to court you.

[Footsteps approach]

- Father is a beast.

How can I possibly court Albert
when I'm in love with Ben?

- Oh, Nellie. My
poor little Nellie.

You have my sympathy.
You really do.

But it is our duty to make
sure you marry the right man.

One who can provide for you,
just as your father has.

- I will not court Albert,
mother. I'm already in love.

- Fine.

There are plenty of nice young
men from the right families

and no one is saying that you
have to court one right now.

- You don't understand love.

- Nellie.

Promise me you will not
do anything rash. Promise.

- I promise.

- Very good.

[Nellie sighs]

[Ominous music]

- [Nellie] They say
hindsight is 20/20,

and right now, I clearly see

each and every blunder I've
made these past months.

You'd think a
college-educated person

from one of the finest
universities back east

would have had more sense.

It all started six months ago,

when, against my
parents' wishes,

I eloped with a man I had
known but a few weeks.

He promised to help me
build a school house

where I could teach.

Soon after we wed,

my husband and I moved out
west to his father's ranch.

Since we arrived,
I've been belittled,

repeatedly lied to,
manipulated, even.

When I hopped on that
train six months ago,

I never thought I'd end
up running for my life.

[Ominous music]

[Bottles clink]
[Men chuckle]

- It's pretty expensive
whisky, isn't it?

My goodness. I can't believe
what's happenin' to this town.

I don't know where
they get the nerve.

Oh, it's too early in the day.

What is this?

- [Woman] Excuse me.

- Yeah?

- Could I please have
something to drink?

I don't have any money
and I'm terribly thirsty.

Do you have anything I could
drink? Water, whisky, anything.

[Man chuckles]

- Yeah. Yeah, you
can have some water.

I think I saw some horse

drinking out of a
bucket down there.

You can see if
there's some left.

Uh, yeah. It's right there.

[Suspenseful electronic music]

[Bottles clink]

[Woman screams]
[Thunder claps]

- We better hurry up and get
these clothes off the line

before that storm rolls in.

I brought some fresh bread in.

It should still be
warm by suppertime.

Ben's due back soon, isn't he?

- Yes, that's right.

- Why, I thought you'd
be dancing around here,

like you normally do.

Has the new worn
off the newly-wed?

- Of course I'm happy he's
coming home. It's just...

- It's just what?

- Well, I jokingly told him
that when he proposed that,

you know, he should've
mentioned that he'd be not more

of a ghost of a husband
and got really angry at me.

- If that's the worst
of your trouble,

consider yourself lucky.

- You can't be serious.

- Believe me, a lot worse
could happen out here.

You'll just have to learn
how to not push Ben's buttons

and you both will be happier.

- I don't understand
why he wanted a wife,

if he's never home.

I'm foolishly in love with
him and he treats me like some

trinket to be left on the
shelf until it's noticed again.

[Chuckles] Why did he even
bother to marry me at all?

- Oh, I can't
speak for Ben, but,

I mean, let's be
realistic about it.

You were educated by
the best private tutors

on the east coast,
you come from money,

and you're not bad to
look at, [chuckles] So...

- My parents opposed
our marriage.

I didn't exactly come
with a marriage dowry.

- Oh, really? I mean, that's
the rumor around here.

But the more that I
think about it, I mean,

all he had to do was show
your picture and tell people

about your family and let
people think for themselves.

I mean, honey, you're a
fancy feather in his hat

that he can just show
off to his friends.

- Oh, that's ridiculous.

- Don't you see? He's
the big rancher now.

Following in his
daddy's footsteps.

He needs to prove himself.

That's why he's out here
with all these politicians,

minglin' around
with 'em, I mean,

it's the government contracts
for the beef that he's after.

He needs a bribe like
you to be respectable.

See, with someone like you,

it looks like he's got
both feet on the ground.

- Oh, that's horrible
for you to say.

- Well, it's the truth.

Welcome to the real world,
Nellie, but don't you worry.

US girls stick together.

We got each other's back, but,

you just can't let him
know how smart you are.

- Ben already knows
how smart I am.

I was supposed to
start up a school

when I first moved out here,

but now every time I mention
it, he changes the subject.

- Well, he knows
you're book-smart,

but he gambled on you
being delicate and naive.

- [Scoffs] How do you know?

- [Chuckles] 'Cause I know men.

[Chuckles] But don't you
give up on that school.

We'll figure out
a way, you and me.

- We had a situation
last night, keg.

He had to dispose
of a sickly batch

of our workers.

- Well, it's all
part of the work.

When we eventually shut it down,

we're gonna have to sweep
the entire place clean.

I don't want no loose ends.

- Understood.

Pleasure doing
business with you.

- Hang on a minute.

[Doors close]

[Ominous music]

- You wanna take a break?
- Yeah, I could use a break.

- Looks like this is all of 'em.

- Last of the men, but what
about the women and children?

What's the boss man
gonna do with them?

- There's a slave trader
comin'. He's gonna sell 'em all.

- Shoot, should've took
'em on over to Tucson.

Mining town like that,

get a pretty penny for
some of them there fillies.

[Chuckles] Boss sure was mad

you bruised up that
pretty young one.

Must've gave you a
pretty good fight.

- No, she came quiet.

I'm gonna buy her
off of him cheap.

He sells 'em.

He doesn't like
'em when their face

is all busted up like that.

They're fighters. Thinks
they're too much trouble.

- Oh, well, share with me,

and I won't tell the boss
man you damaged his property.

- How about I Bury
you with the body?

You ought to watch
that tongue of yours.

One day, I might cut that out.

- Well, better get
this one in the ground.

It's startin' to stink.

Get you to give me a hand?

[Grunts]

- You ready?

- Yeah.

Two.

Three.

[Corpse thuds]

[Men sigh]

Who's gonna run the mule
train to bring the gold up?

We done offed all the men slaves

and sellin' off all the women.

- Congratulations.

You've been temporarily
promoted to mule train driver.

And all your drinkin' buddies?

They're gonna be workin'
pick-axes from dusk till dawn.

- For how long?

We didn't sign up for no
mining work. We're hired guns.

- For as long as it takes
me to get new volunteers.

Finish burying that body,

and meet me back in
the mine in 30 minutes.

And don't be late.

[Brooding electronic music]

- Come on.

Get in there.

Stay quiet or you're not
getting any dinner tonight.

[Jail door clangs]

- Star, I guess we'll
camp here tonight.

[Grass tears]

Star, if you could please
just stop eating. [Sighs]

I do need to get some rest.

Look, I promise
we'll be there soon.

We're getting close.

[Star snorts]

Don't huff and puff at me.

I love you, too. Goodnight.

- Ah, my boy is back.

- Mornin', Mr. Harper.

- Sheriff? What brings
you way out here?

[Austin sighs]

- Well, I'm sorry to tell you
I'm carrying some bad news.

Your boy Ben was
found dead last night

outside the saloon
over in cassava.

- Who'd you say they found?

[Austin sighs]

- I'm sorry, ma'am.
They found Ben.

Outside a saloon in cassava.
[Melancholy piano music]

- What?

No! [Sobs]

- I'm terribly sorry, ma'am.
If there's anything I can do...

- [Nellie] No! [Sobs]

- Did they catch the
scum who done it?

- Yes, ma'am.

And I can guarantee you
he's gonna swing for it.

- Take me to him, now.

- All right. Let's go.

[Nellie sobs]

- [Keg] I'll get my horse.

[Nellie sobs]

[Suspenseful music]

- Take as much time as
you need, Mr. Harper.

- Time. There is no more time.

A rope is too good for the
scumbag who did this to my boy.

Stupid kid.

All these years we
spent groomin' you

to sweet talk them politicians.

Negotiate contracts.

And our mine is so close to
that big score, I can taste it.

But don't matter,

'cause come hell or high water,

I am gonna squeeze every
nugget out of that mine!

[Chuckles]

Just too bad you're not going
to be around to help spend it.

Bye, son.

- Keg, Liz and Nellie.

There will be times
of grief and sorrow,

but also understand that
there will come that time

that there are no tears
past the gates of heaven.

Know that you are
being prayed for.

You

have our condolences,

but also know that the
lord will keep you,

guard and guide you,

and give you a comfort that
passes all understanding

during this time of your sorrow.

[Whispering]

- How you doing, Nellie?

- I'm okay for the moment.

- Several folks brought
food for the funeral.

Wanna try a bite?

- [Chuckles] Do I have to?

- You don't have to,

but they did take the time
to make and bring the food.

- You're right. I don't
want to appear ungrateful.

- How you doing, Nellie?

You ready for some dinner?

- Yes, but first I need to
tell you, I wanna go home, keg.

I need to go home to
my mother and father

as soon as possible.

- I understand. Don't you worry.

I'll have a couple of my men

take you to the next stagecoach.

They'll escort you all the
way to the train station.

[Thunder claps]

- I can't find my reading
spectacles anywhere.

I can't leave without 'em.

- Well, the last time I saw
you with them was yesterday

when we were actually in here
talking to pastor michaelson,

and I bet keg probably
thought they were his.

- Can you help me look?

I fear my eyes have gone so bad,

I couldn't find them if they
were sitting on my nose.

- Ah-hah! I found them.

Here you go.

Wait.

What is this?

And I believe this
belongs to you.

- This is a letter
to my parents.

I gave this to keg months ago,
I promised I'd write to them

when I got settled in
at the ranch with Ben.

Why didn't keg send my letter?

He promised he'd put it
on the coach himself.

Did you hear a word I said?

- Yes, I heard what you
said. It's a great question.

Keg's out on the
front porch right now.

Why don't we go ask him?

- Keg, I found the letter to
my parents in your office.

You promised to put it
on the stage months ago.

What happened?

- Oh, I'm sorry, Nellie.
Sometimes things slip by me.

Too many things to do and
not enough time in the day.

- It's okay. I guess I'll be
home soon enough. [Chuckles]

- Keg, honey, when we
were trying to find

Nellie's spectacles, I
found this in your desk.

Is this what I think it is?

[Tense music]

- Get yourself
back in that house.

Now!

- Did you look at this? Did you?

- Yes, but only for a moment.
I only saw Liz reading it.

I don't even know what it is.

Why, keg?

- Nevermind. It's fine.

No matter.

You best go back in the house
and finish your packin' now.

You don't wanna be late for
that stagecoach now, do ya?

- No. No, I don't.

- [Hand] Hey, boss.

Wagon's ready. We can take
miss Nellie into town.

[Suspenseful electronic music]

- There's been a
change in plans.

She seen the map.

It's a damn shame, but we've
gotta get rid of her now.

I want you to take her
up to Willow cliff.

Make it look like the
poor grieving widow

couldn't bare to live
without her husband.

And I don't want no
hassles from the sheriff.

- [Hand] Understood, boss.
I'll take care of it.

[Clattering]

[Nellie pants]

- Good afternoon, sir.

Samuel t. Sullivan
at your service.

I don't see too many fine
gentlemen in our little town.

- Good morning.

Would you happen to
know where I could

find the big box ranch?

- Matter of fact, I do.

It's the biggest beef
outfit in the territory.

You just go down here to
the end of the street,

by the boarding house
and make a left,

then go straight about 12 miles.

There'll be a sign
that says "bbr".

When you see the sign,
you'll know you're there.

- Thank you.

- You're lookin' a
little worse for wear.

Could I interest you in, uh,

the finest snake oil this
side of the muddy Mississippi?

You can't get it from a
doctor. You may ask why.

- As a matter of
fact, I would not.

I will take no
part in supporting

the migration of your ilk's
deplorable shoddyocracy.

Now, be on your way,

before I forget I'm a gentleman.

[Sighs]

[Sighs]

Nellie and this town go
together like chalk and cheese.

[Chuckles]

Well, star.

Let's keep movin'.

[Tense music]

- Howdy, stranger.

What can we do for you?

Good afternoon. I'm
Marshall Clayton Thorn.

- Keg Harper. What can I
help you with, marshal?

- I have a letter for
Mrs. Nellie Harper.

- If you just wanna
give that letter to me,

I'll make sure it
gets to Nellie.

She's my daughter-in-law,
you know.

- I understand.

I'm under strict orders
to deliver it personally.

- Oh, I see.

Liz?

Liz!

- What?

- [Keg] Go get Nellie
and hurry it up.

- Nellie!

She's not in the house and
she's still not done packing.

Maybe she's out
trying to find more

of her missing belongings,
like that letter.

Nellie's packing-
- Liz!

Go find Nellie, please.

Nellie, been takin'
some long walks.

Ever since her
husband passed away.

- Comes as a great
surprise to me.

How's Nellie holding up?

- As good as one could
expect, I suppose.

Losing my son has been
hard on all of US.

As soon as Nellie gets back,

I'll be sure to send someone
to town to notify you.

Have a good day, marshal.

- I guess I'll be headed
back to town, then.

Sorry to hear about
Ben's passing.

- I think we've got trouble.

Go find Nellie now.

We've gotta get rid of her.

Let's finish this up.

- Okay, boss.

- Where's she at, Liz?

- Where's who at?

- Don't get smart with
me. Where's Nellie?

- Somewhere other than here,
obviously. I'm not her keeper.

- No, first you snooped
through my desk,

then you question me
about my business,

out there for all the
hired hands to see.

I'm gonna teach you a lesson.

[Slaps]
- No! Keg, stop!

Stop, stop, stop!
[Slaps]

[Ominous music]

- So, tell me, marshal. What
brings you to our little town?

Business or pleasure?

- Well, I suppose a bit of both.

A good family friend
asked if I would

deliver a letter to his
daughter, Nellie Harper.

- Well, your friends
are pretty fortunate

to have someone like
you to call on, then.

- Well, I too am anxious
to see an old friend.

[Wolves howl]

[Wolves howl]

- Hello, hello?
[Frantic knocks]

Is anybody there?

[Pants]

[Wolves howl and whimper]

[Sobs]

[Wolves howl]

Go on! Get out of here!

You hurt my horse, I
swear I'll kill you!

[Pants]

- You wanna go?

- [Austin] Well, here's
to helping old friends

in tough times.

- Evening, sheriff.
- Evening, manuela.

- Looks like you two are the
only ones left in the saloon.

- [Austin] Well, we're the only
real professionals, I guess.

[Manuela chuckles]

Tell me, manuela, what's
the chances you might have

a clean hotel room for
this gentleman tonight?

- Hm, pretty good.

We got a couple quiet
rooms left, I think.

Just let me know when you're
ready and I'll get you set up.

- [Clayton] Very
much appreciated.

- All right.

[Clayton chuckles]
For the road.

If it don't kill ya, it
only makes you better.

[Glasses clink]

[Grunts]

All right.

[Clayton groans]

[Belches]

[Hooves clop]

[Wolves howl and whimper]

[Gun fires]

[Gun fires]

[Gun fires]

- Hey! You in the cabin!

Come out and show your face!

I don't know who you are or
what you're doin' in my cabin,

but I'm sheriff Austin Shelby
and I don't appreciate it.

[Door creaks]

- Sheriff, it's Nellie Harper.

Please help me. They're
trying to kill me.

- Nellie Harper?

[Nellie sobs]

All right now, Mrs. Harper,
try to calm yourself.

Start from the beginning,

and tell me who's
trying to chase you?

Who's trying to kill you?

- Keg Harper.

He promised he'd take
me to the stagecoach,

so I could go back home,

then I overheard him tell one
of his men to get rid of me.

To make it look like
I took my own life.

- Are you sure you
heard that right?

- Yes, of course.

I heard him say "make it look
like she took her own life."

- Did he mention anything
to you about a man

named Clayton Thorn
coming into town?

- Clayton's in town?

Clayton? He's in town?

- Yeah, he's at the
hotel in destiny.

I believe he's carrying a
letter for you, from your folks.

- Oh, no. I hope
nothing's wrong.

I haven't corresponded
with my family in months.

- You know, Mrs. Harper, I
think that the marshal and I

can keep a whole lot better
eye on you in town than here.

Why don't we get your
things together and go?

All right?

Here, you better take this.

It's a little cold
outside, all right?

- I'm ready to go,

but I don't know if my
horse survived the wolves.

- He did. He's all right.

I saw him when I came in.

He's okay.

And you will be, too.

[Nellie sniffles]

That, too.

Okay?

All right. Come on.

[Crickets chirp]

[Tense music]

- Give US the girl and
we'll leave quietly.

- Do you know who I am?

I'm sheriff Austin Shelby.

- We know who you are.

- I don't intend to hand
her over to anybody.

[Nellie screams]

- Shelby! Shelby!

Shelby!

- Come on!
[Nellie screams]

[Men laugh]

- Well, I guess the
boss wouldn't want US

to bring her to the ranch.

You know, where
Liz could see her?

- You mean because she
ain't gonna be with US long?

[Men chuckle]

- [Hand] You best go back to
the ranch and get his orders.

- Not me.

- Yeah.

- Oh, that ain't fair!

- Go on, get!

- That ain't fair. I'm always
missing out on the fun.

- Get!

- [Jake] Ain't fair!

- [Sniffs] Oh, you
smell like peaches.

I bet you'd fetch a
pretty penny as a wagtail

down there in Mexico.

Well, I'm gonna go take a
piss and when I get back,

we're gonna have some fun.

[Nellie sobs]

[Grunts]

[Nellie breathes heavily]

[Footsteps approach]

Come here, sweetie. We're
gonna have US a good time.

Come on, now.
[Ominous music]

- Stop right there.

Right there. Let her go, now.

- Who's out there?

Jake? You quit
playin' around now.

Who's there?

- Your worst nightmare.

Surrender or you're five seconds
away from being a dead man.

- I got your
surrender right here.

[Gun fires]
[Groans]

[Nellie sobs]

- You ready to ride?
All right, come on.

[Suspenseful music]

[Knocks]

[Door creaks]

Clayton, Clayton!

- Nellie.
- Clayton.

[Door creaks]
[Sobs]

- What's wrong?

What happened to you?

- I found her
hiding in my cabin,

so I brought her here
for safe keepin'.

- Clayton, I wanna go home.

Everything here has
gone so terribly wrong.

I miss mama and papa.

[Brooding piano music]

- They sent me to deliver that.

- [Mother] Nellie,
our darling girl,

we cannot tell you
how much we miss you.

Every room in this house has
become an echo of your absence.

It has been too many months

since we have seen your
beautiful face, and yet,

we have received not
one letter from you.

While we were indeed against
your marriage to Ben Harper,

you must know all
we have ever wanted

was your happiness
and wellbeing.

Please know that
we are not angry,

however, your lack
of correspondence

both saddens and
worries our hearts.

We are left with no other choice
than to send marshal Thorn

with our letter to
ensure your safety

and that you receive our
letter in its entirety.

If you are unhappy with
your new home in any way,

please, look to marshal Thorn

to deliver you safely back home.

However, if all is well with
you, then we are happy for it

and would love to hear
about your new life.

Please, send your letter
back with marshal Thorn.

With much love and affection.

Mama and papa.

- Dry your eyes.

You're going home.

[Nellie sobs]

I swear.

[Sighs]

[Suspenseful music]

- It's about time you got here.

- Hi, how you doin'?
- I'm all right.

I think you're
gonna be real happy

with what I show you here. We've
had a heck of a production.

- Well, about time somethin'
goes right around here.

[Laughs]

Would you look at that!

- I'd say it's our
biggest day yet.

- Looks like we finally
hit the mother lode.

- Well, if this vein
holds out one more month,

we're gonna be able to close
down and ride out of here,

richer than the union
pacific railroad.

- Wow! That sure
is a pretty sight.

- [Hand] Hey, boss.

- Do we have a problem?

- Nellie seen the map.

No doubt the sheriff
is helping her.

It's a shame, but we can't
afford any loose ends.

We're gonna have to
send some men into town.

I think I've got a plan.

- This here's Floyd.
Floyd's my best man.

This is keg.

- Sir.

- Floyd.

- I'm gonna need you to go
into town with keg and his men,

make sure there
aren't any loose ends.

The last thing we need
is some church belle

spillin' the beans
on our business here.

- Let's go inside, Clark.

- Where's the
stagecoach, sheriff?

[Austin sighs]

- It'll get here
when it gets here.

Meantime, don't wear
out that window.

Even keg Harper
wouldn't do anything

in the middle of town
in broad daylight.

- From what you communicated,

it sounds like he's
capable of anything.

- Well, yeah, but...

I cannot imagine,
for the life of me,

what is on that map that
he'd be willing to kill for.

As soon as we can get
her on that stage,

I'll be getting a posse
together to find out.

[Tense music]

[Thuds]

- Service!

How about some service out here?

- What can I get ya?

- Whisky.

The best you've got.

- Be right back.

[Glass shatters]

- Stay here. Keep an eye on her.

I'm gonna see what's
goin' on downstairs.

[Door creaks]

- What are we gonna do?

[Bottle thuds]

- What the hell are
you doing to my bar?

This is a professional
establishment.

- Where is my whisky?

- Are you gonna clean
up your mess first?

- Go get my whisky
right now, woman!

- Clean up your mess first!
- Go get it now!

- Hey! Hey!

What's goin' on here?

- He's causing trouble, breaking
things in my bar, sheriff.

- Are you making manuela mad?

'Cause ain't nobody
here like manuela mad.

Now, you're gonna
pay for your mess,

and you're gonna get outta
here and get back on your horse

and go back where you came from.

- Excuse me?

- I'm the sheriff and this
here badge don't impress you,

maybe this will.

[Door creaks]

Now back it up, cowboy.

- Well, I'm sorry to
be a nuisance, sheriff.

I'll be on my way.

[Tense music]

- [Austin] Sorry
about that, manuela.

[Gun fires]

- [Nellie] Clayton!

Clayton!

No!

No, let go of me! [Screams]

Leave me alone! [Screams]

[Screams]

- [Austin] Marshal!

Where's Nellie, marshal?

- They got her.

Go find her.

[Bat clacks]

[Grunts and groans]

- [Nellie] Let go of me!

[Screams]

[Henchman groans]

[Austin pants]

[Tense music]

- Sheriff, are you okay?

- Yeah! Yeah, they got
Nellie, go after her.

Your hotel reservation's ready.

Come on.

[Ominous music]

- Henry.

Ride back to town and tell
the sheriff we found 'em.

We're gonna need help.

There's too many men down
there for just you and I.

I'll be waiting here for you.

- [Henry] All right.
Watch your back, Wendell.

- I'm rapidly running
out of Patience with you.

Tell me where they've
taken Nellie Harper!

Tell me where they've
taken Nellie Harper.

Can you hear me?

Where have they taken her?

- I got nothin' to say to you.

- Is that right?

Well, let me tell you somethin'.

I got plenty of
eye-witnesses that can attest

to your involvement
in her kidnapping.

And any harm comes
to Nellie Harper...

I can guarantee you're
gonna be laughing

out of the other side of
your face before it's over.

[Clayton sighs]

- How's that arm, marshal?

Boy, you are lucky.

You know, doc said that
bullet just barely grazed ya.

How's that medication feelin'?

Is making things better for ya?

Marshal?

How's that pain medication
treatin' ya? Are you okay?

You know, how's that Nellie?

You know, the whole
town's talkin' about her.

They said that the sheriff
is still out lookin' for her.

No, marshal, you
need to sit down.

That medication
hasn't worn off yet.

Till it wears off, okay?

Just have a seat
right here, marshal.

Marshal, you can't go yet.

Not until the
medication wears off.

Marshal, get back here.

Marshal! Marshal,
you forgot your hat!

As stubborn as a mule, that one.

- Don't think your boss is
gonna get you off this time.

I got too many eyes on you.

Oh, look. You got a visitor.

- Who's this?

- This fine upstanding citizen
ambushed me in the alley,

so his friend could
get away with Nellie.

[Henchman groans]

Here.
[Henchman groans]

Don't wanna mess up his face
for the hangman. Come on.

There you go.
[Henchman groans]

Now...

How you feelin' now?
[Henchman groans]

Got anything to say now?

[Tense music]

- Sheriff, we found where
they're keepin' Nellie.

- All right, round up
as many men as you can

willin' to go up
against keg Harper.

- I'll make sure of it, sheriff.

[Door slams]

- Clock's runnin'
out on you, son.

Tick, tock.

- I think I'm gonna
lend 'em a hand.

- All right. Well, let's
get you to bed, sunshine.

[Henchman groans]

[Suspenseful music]

- Thought you were
headed back to town?

No, no!

[Gun fires]

- Where's Nellie?

I don't wanna hear anything,
except "she is alive and safe."

- What is this?
What's goin' on here?

Liz, I don't have time for this.

- Oh, you better have
time for this, or else.

- Or else what?

- This money is gonna
go up in flames.

- You wouldn't dare.

- Bet me.

Now, what I want you to do is
I want you to go get Nellie,

and I want you to bring her
back to me, alive and safe.

- I'll get Nellie.

She's not far away.

Nothin' better happen
to my money, Liz.

[Door closes]

[Suspenseful music]

- That's a sight more men than
I figured we'd be up against.

- Let's hope a bennison
is bestowed upon US, then.

- A benna-what?

- A bennison. It means blessing.

What're we looking
at here, sheriff?

- This is ol' keg Harper place.
There's not much left of it.

Except maybe some old
corals in the back.

If anything's going on, it'd
be in that little old adobe

building there that they use
for tack and saddle sometimes.

You remember this
place, right, Henry?

- Yeah, I've been
here a few times.

- All right, the best
way to go at it is,

Henry, if you slide along
that ol' rodeo there?

Remember that old adobe wall

that fell down they never fixed?

- Yeah, yeah, I
think I remember.

- Get up close to
that, all right?

So you got a little
bit of cover.

- All right.

- And as far as you, marshal.

If you go right up
to that fence line,

keep a quick eye
on those fences.

There's slats that're
a little open.

They might be able to see you.

That way, you'll flank that wall

and I'll go right
through the center.

We should have
most of it covered,

if not everything, all right?

- Let's move.

- [Keg] The girl's gonna
have to go with me.

- That wasn't our agreement,
keg. Where's the money?

- You're gonna have to
trust me on this one.

- Trust you?

[Footsteps approach]

[Suspenseful music]

[Knocks]

[Gun fires]

[Gun fires]

What is this? Is your doing?

- I got nothing to do with this.

- [Clark] Floyd, get your men!

What're you up to, keg?
- They ain't with me.

- End of the line, boys.

Miss Harper's got
a stage to catch.

[Gun fires]

You make a wise choice, son.

[Gun fires]

- I surrender.

[Guns fire]

- Wrong choice.

Dead. Let's get Nellie.

[Rain splashes]

- They're coming!
They're coming!

- Help US!
- Help US!

- Please, help US!

- God bless you.

Thank you.
- Thank you.

- Come on, run! Run!

- How are you, Nellie?

- She's fine. Where's my money?

Woman, if I gotta ask you
for my money one more time,

I am gonna beat
you half to death.

- That's fine by me.
You won't ever find it.

You can keep on searching year
after year and hoping that

the drought don't take down
the herd and the ranch with it.

Nellie, come here.

Did any of those scum
buckets hurt you?

- You told me to
bring you Nellie.

Now, I done brought you
Nellie, now give me my money.

- I'll give it you soon enough.

Keg, where'd you
get all that money,

and why you been
keepin' it from me?

Nellie's been nothin'
but kind to US.

- Where that money come from
is none of your business,

and it's not meant
for the likes of you.

I got big plans, Liz!
Bigger than this old ranch.

And they don't
include you anymore.

As far as Nellie?

She could've been on
that train right now,

if the two of you
hadn't found my map.

Now, she's a loose end
I've gotta take care of.

And because you insisted
on knowin' all my business,

that makes two loose ends
I've gotta get rid of.

- Drop your gun, keg.

[Gun clunks]

[Keg laughs]

- I should've known I couldn't
get the drop on you, Liz.

- [Chuckles] You think?

- So what happens now?

You gonna run off
with all my money?

Or can we make some
sort of a deal, honey?

[Gun fires]

- No deal.

- You know, Mrs.
Harper, I gotta say,

I've never felt more relieved
than to see you standing here,

safe and ready to go home.

And I've got every confidence
that the marshal there'll

make sure that the
rest of your trip

goes without unintended
consequences.

- Thank you, sheriff Shelby.

I can't thank you
and Clayton enough.

Not to mention you,
Liz. You saved my life.

I hope I see you again someday.

- You never know.

I just might come up there
one day onto your doorstep

and give those snooty
neighbors of yours

somethin' to talk
about, [chuckles]
Wouldn't that be a hoot?

I have something for ya. In
case I don't ever see you again.

- What is it?

- It's a little something to
start that school house with,

but let's keep it a
secret between US.

- Come on, Nellie.

[Nellie chuckles]

- Mrs. Harper?

- Liz.

My friends call me Liz.

- Yes, ma'am. Liz.

You know, I was just thinkin',

after all the trial
and tribulations
you've been through,

you deserve a good meal.

How about lettin'
me buy you lunch?

- Sheriff!

- Austin. All my
friends call me Austin.

And my enemies call
me everything else.

- Well, Austin, how about
I buy US lunch and drinks,

and I'm not gonna take
"no" for an answer.

- Well, you know, you my
mama told me to never argue

with a woman, so uh, I think
you got yourself a deal.

- Never argue with a woman?

Looks like we're gonna
get along just fine.

- I think we are, Liz.

- Austin.

[Austin chuckles]

[Warm string music]