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(Theme music playing)

End of the line just
ahead, Mr. Calhoun.

Not the end of
the line, barnabas.

The end of the rainbow.

And our pot of gold's
named big Jim banner.

Pot of gold, what
do you mean, Ben?

I mean he made a bad bet.

He bet that we couldn't
get a railroad this far

before the first snow.

(Chuckles) I might add he couldn't
have picked a nicer day to eat crow.

(People cheering)
(Fireworks popping)

(Train horn honking)

Hey, Jim.

Do you wear your snow shoes?

I got a feeling this is
gonna cost me money,

but I promised you a
loan, so you name it.

Ben: 25 miles of track
from here on west.

Big Jim: How much
a mile? Ben: $2,000.

Sounds like a lot
of money, doesn't it?

It won't sound so much
over a drink, come in.

(People cheering)

Ulysses.

Ulysses, come back here.

He's found a friend, I think.

(Cackling)

(Chuckles) That is the way of
all animals in front of women.

Then help me catch him.

No, I do not want no one to
chase me at times like this.

Ulysses.

Ulysses, come here.

Ulysses.

Ulysses.

Get on your feet.

You're making a mistake, fella.

I don't go two against one,

but you...

Barnabas.

Barnabas, who are they?

I don't know.

Clayborne, I'm gonna kill you.

(Sighs)

Mighty fine stuff, Ben.

But even after I
slide under the table,

$50,000 is still gonna
seem like a lot of money.

I'm offering you a good deal.

I don't need any address
from under the table.

Excuse please.

Mr. Calhoun.

Excuse me.

I didn't expect you to
celebrate our joining banner

up with the bps&d
in this manner.

It wasn't my idea either.

They started it, Ben. Who did?

(Softly) I don't know.

Couple of fellas kept
calling me clayborne.

(Chuckling) Yeah, they
was calling him clayborne.

It's funny, isn't it?

All my life I've wondered
what my last name really is,

and then a couple
of fellas come along

and tie me into a
family they don't like

and beat me up for it.

Young Jim: Clayborne!

Send him out.

You hear me, clayborne?

He got away last time on
someone's apron strings.

Is he hanging on yours
now, Mr. Calhoun?

What are you talking about?

The clayborne came
in on the train, pa.

Is that right, Ben?

Barnabas!

Was I right?

Who is he? He works for me.

His name is barnabas.

Barnabas who?

Rogers.

Ben: And I'll vouch for it.

All right, Ben, I'll
take your word for it.

And so will you.

Pa! Big Jim: That's enough.

All right, nils. Barnabas.

Where does he come from?

An orphan raised in Chicago.

Now, so far he's had to
do all of the explaining.

Who are these people
he's taking a beating for?

The claybornes?

Claybornes of Atlanta, Georgia.

All crinoline and
magnolia blossoms.

Clayborne, the way
people say that name,

it is very bad word.

Barnabas, I think you'd
better get back on the train.

No, I wanna find out more
about these claybornes.

Look at what happened
to you the first time.

If you know more, it
could be very bad for you.

I know, nils. But, I've never
been tied to a stray dog before,

much less a whole
family. Good or bad.

You don't even know these people but
you're willing to ride them out of town.

Maybe the town's wrong.

You ever think of that?

Ah, leave me alone.

You're the winner.

I just do not want
to see you get hurt,

inside.

Just a minute, young lady.

You didn't pay
me for that ribbon.

How dare you?

Trash, that's what you are,

poor white trash, just
like the rest of this town.

And you're nothing
but a cheap little thief.

And all your fancy
airs can't cover it.

Wash out your dirty mouth.

I was gonna buy it.

Prove it.

Show me 22 cents.

I decided I don't want it.

It's trash like you.

There's nothing in that purse.

You're a thief and a liar.

Your whole family hasn't
got 22 cents between them.

Considering the
source, I can ignore that.

The lady has two bits.

Allow me.

Well, if a clayborne
has money, he stole it.

Barnabas: Keep the change.

Is he calling me clayborne too?

He was paying you
that compliment. Yes.

I don't think he meant
it as a compliment.

Don't give him no mind.

You know,

you look enough like...

Well, for heaven's sakes.

If I didn't know better,

I'd swear that you
were a clayborne too.

How come everybody else
in this town is so sure I am,

and you're so sure I'm not?

I'm kitty clayborne.

It wasn't just me,

they had the whole town
thinking they were quality.

(Chuckles) I had money,

and a daughter.

They had style.

So, I ended up with a
clayborne for a son in law.

Then...

Ben.

It's my fault she's dead.

And a baby's on its way,

I gave her money for the
best of doctoring and care.

And Beau...

Beau, he...

He spent it on women.

Women and silk shirts.

And my daughter died.

I wanted to kill him.

But...

This is my town, Ben,

named after me.

I owe it something too.

I can't preach law and order,

then call out a lynch party
every time I'm stepped on.

I never knew what
my real name was.

The orphanage handed out
names in alphabetical order.

I was lucky, if I'd
arrived two months later,

my last name would
have started with x.

I know what you're thinking.

You wondering if
it bothers me much,

not knowing where I came from.

Well, yeah, it bothers me a lot.

Well, what's it really matter?

At least you're a man who
knows where he's going.

Hmm.

I'm looking forward to
meeting this Jeff, too.

Is that why you're
riding with me?

No, I didn't mean it like that.

Just how did you mean it?

Well, I'm curious
about the claybornes.

Especially after the way
I was treated back there.

You mean after those lies?

And you want to see the
clayborne family on exhibit, is that it?

Oh, boy, just like
everybody else in this town.

Just aching to
treat me like dirt.

Well, they're nothing
but dirt themselves.

Now, wait a minute, kitty.

Uh, I don't know
anything about this.

You do too, you've seen it.

They're all white trash and
they hate us 'cause we're quality.

Well, I hate
everybody in this town

I just hate all of them.

Then why don't you leave?

'Cause I've got family here.

Of course, that's something
you wouldn't know anything about,

being raised in an old orphanage

from behind the stock yards.

(Water splashing)

Barnabas,

Do you want to kiss me?

Do you?

That always makes
things right with cousin Jeff.

Got her.

Let me handle it.

Young Jim: I see you found
another kissing cousin, kitty.

Clayborne,

I'm gonna trump
the truth out of you.

And when you're through,

you're gonna repeat it to my pa.

(Horse whinnying)

Get up, young Jim.

Pay him back for Alice.

(Man whistling approaching)

Well, now, if it
isn't junior banner.

And the family wet nurse.

I've been waiting for you to
come into town, clayborne.

That's why I stayed away.

I thought I'd give
you time to cool off,

otherwise I figured you
might make me kill you.

Killing women's your game.

Stop bellyaching
for Pete's sake.

My brother gave your sister a better
name than she had her whole life.

It's too bad she
couldn't live up to it.

Live up to what?

You'd have to crawl on your
belly to get as low as a clayborne.

I said let him go.

Sure.

I'll trade him for you.

(Whistling)

(Groaning)

I'm sorry, he
didn't let you get it.

He won't tell the truth, Jeff.

He'll claim, you
gunned him down.

Don't worry about it.

I'll tell him how it happened.

Just tell him it'll
happen again.

Any time they want.

I can tell you one thing.

This is gonna stop.

Big Jim banner can't control
that boy of his and I can.

And will.

I'm not excusing him, but I
can't really blame him either.

You should have seen him. It
was like looking in the mirror.

Yeah. So, now you've found out

that there are
people that look alike.

It's not enough for
me, Mr. Calhoun.

There's gotta be more to it.

You remember one thing,

Chicago is a long
way from Atlanta.

Well, I was only
raised in Chicago.

Nobody knows where I
came from before that.

Well, then, remember
another thing.

That you can't make things
come true just because you want to.

Does that mean you stop looking?

No.

It means you go about
them in the right way.

I've got a friend in Atlanta.

I'll send him a telegraph.

Have him check out a few
facts for us, about the claybornes.

Kitty, you've not given
enough care to this silver.

When are you gonna stop
calling this tin-waste silver?

And you get right off from
this table and put on your coat.

(Grumbles)

You behave me, you hear?

Ahem. Why do I have
to put on the coat?

'Cause that's the
kind of people we are.

And don't you ever forget it.

(Whistling)

How many times
do I have to tell you

not to sing at
the table, Jeffrey?

I'm whistling.

That barnabas boy has
better manners than you, Jeff.

(Laughing)

You know, aunt Jessica?

When barnabas first took my side
against that suspicious old storekeeper,

at first glance I
thought he was Jeff.

They favor each other that much?

Yeah.

Like brothers.

And from the way he
was handling himself

in the fight, Beau,

he acted more like
my brother than you.

Well, good or
bad, little brother,

I'm the only one you've got.

No, you're not, Beau.

I had three sons.

Ben: Come in.

Glad you came over.

Save me looking for you.

And, uh...

Call the season off on this boy.

I can't make it any
plainer than that.

Our boy doesn't lie.

He said that tower drew first.

Ben...

I wanna talk to you.

Alone.

Well, Ben, how do
you want your $50,000?

Investment or loan?

As a loan.

I've put up a part of
my stock as collateral.

You'll have the money.

Now I wanna ask you a favor.

Go ahead.

Send that boy back to scalplock.

Why?

Well, I'll take your word for it

that he isn't a clayborne,
but young Jim thinks he is,

and sometimes what a man thinks

is more important
than what actually is.

To who? Right now, to me.

I've lost my little girl.

And now my best friend.

And, Ben, I'm not
gonna lose my son too.

If anything should
happen to young Jim,

I'm gonna hire some gun hands
and wipe out the claybornes.

If you wanna keep
barnabas out in the middle,

send him to scalplock!

Ben...

Look, if that boy
is out of town,

maybe things will simmer down.

I'll ask him. You will tell him.

I said I'd ask him.

Now, you tell that boy
of yours what I just said.

All right, Ben.

All right.

(Door closing)

(Sighs)

You're going back to scalplock.

Yes, sir.

I thought you were gonna ask me.

Well, I'm telling you.

If he loses that boy of his it's
not gonna be on account of us.

Well, what about me? Don't you
think I might lose something too?

Yes.

A faint hope, possibly.

After a lifetime of wandering, don't
you think that's worth something?

You tell me.

Is it worth risking
your life for?

I don't know. Could be.

You better make up your mind.

Because that's just what
you're betting, your life.

Now, there's nobody
bluffing in this game,

and your hand's
not that good, boy.

I'd advise you to
fold it up and throw in.

No, sir.

I can't.

I got a name, Mr. Calhoun,

but it's a gift,
not a birthright.

I'm a loner.

And nobody behind me
and nothing ahead of me

except what I make for myself.

You've got friends. I know...

I know.

And I appreciate it too.

(Exhales) And I
thought I was satisfied,

but I'm not.

Well, you've got that right.

But look at it this way.

If you are a clayborne,
you're pushing them

right into a war
with big Jim banner.

Now, by leaving town,

the claybornes can

stay out of trouble
and not get hurt.

And they're not going anywhere.

And I give you my
word that I'll stay with it

and check it through to the end.

All right, boss.
I'll leave town.

(Knocking on door)

From Atlanta?

Yes.

It says that there were

birth certificates issued
for three clayborne sons.

What about the third
one? Is he still in Atlanta?

Doesn't say.

Just that he was born
there 18 years ago.

That fits me.

Another coincidence?

Could be. Yes.

Well, I'm gonna find out.

Where? The claybornes.

Barnabas!

Wait a minute.

You put on a
clean shirt and a tie.

And don't ever let
me hear you say again

that nobody's behind you.

We're all behind you.

(Horse snorting)

It's him. It's barnabas.

Well, what are you standing
there for? You're a sight.

Now, go inside and
change your dress.

And, comb your hair.

For barnabas?

He's a gentleman caller,

any lady would know that.

Now, go on. And
make yourself pretty.

How do you do, Mr. Rogers?

I'm Mrs. Jessica clayborne.

Mrs. Clayborne.

Won't you come in?

Thank you.

Ben Calhoun?

You didn't tell us we're gonna
have to fight the railroad too.

Wait, wait, wait. Look,

he's not gonna be at
the clayborne place.

You better hire
yourself another gun.

Look, I told you he's
not gonna be there

all I want you to do
is a job I'm paying for.

No deal.

All right, it's a deal.

No, thank you.

Tell me, Mr. Rogers.

Exactly what does
the special assistant

to the president
of the railroad do?

Mostly what he's told.

(Chuckles) You mean it's a
pretty fancy title for an errand boy.

I've run some pretty
fancy errands to earn it.

You should have seen
the train come in, Jeff.

Barnabas rides in
a real nice car too.

Oh.

I remember when
your daddy and I were

guests on a private
car out of Atlanta.

From what I've
heard, your private car

sounds like a pretty big
front for rag tag operation.

We've got nothing
to apologize for.

Jeff: And nothing
to brag about either.

The people in banner are
pretty happy to see us pull in.

Oh, we don't put much stock
on what people in banner feel.

(Chuckles) I can imagine.

Regardless, Mr. Clayborne,

they're backing their feelings
with $50,000 hard cash.

You gotta put
some stock in that.

Kitty: What do you
think about that, Jeff?

You got $50,000
in your trousers?

Now, now, can't we think of
a better topic than business?

I'm surprised at you children.

Now, change the subject.

(Jessica laughing)

Mr. Rogers, I've
been trying to hide it,

but...

Your resemblance to Jeffrey,

absolutely fascinates me.

(Chuckles)

A lot of people think
I am a clayborne.

Jessica: Kitty told me.

I had another son.

He'd be about your age now.

Where is he, ma'am?

Tell me about your family.

I never had one.

Hatched under a rock,
were you, Mr. Rogers.

I was raised in an
orphanage in Chicago.

(Gasps)

Chicago?

My husband

died near Chicago,
terrible accident.

He had taken our youngest son,

Todd, up north with him.

Was Todd in the accident?

Police said no.

But they could never find him.

That's his birth date.

That's the year I was born.

Beau favors me,

but Jeffrey and Todd
took after their father.

What do you think, momma?

Todd...

Kitty...

Yes...

How close are we related?

Well, we're distant
cousins, barnabas.

How distant?

What we call in these
parts kissing cousins.

(Grunts)

(Kitty screaming)

(Men laughing)

Let me show you
how to kiss a girl!

(Gun firing)

You get on your
nice little horses

and ride out of here.

Big Jim: There it is, Ben.

$50,000. All yours.

I even had them
open the bank for it.

Now, there's nothing to
keep us here, is there?

I'll have the collateral in
your hands before I leave.

And now about my favor.

Barnabas will be leaving
on the train with me.

And I'll see you tomorrow, son.

See you later, Jeff.

Bye, brother Todd.

(Whistling)

Momma...

If I didn't know how
much this means to you,

I think I would be jealous.

(Chuckles)

You think you know what
this means to me, Beau?

Your daddy was never
anywhere near Chicago...

(Laughing)

When he deserted us,
he took Todd to spite me.

And then he got himself shot

for cheating in a
river boat card game.

I found Todd, dead.

And I buried him
with my own hands.

Oh, momma.

You have a great
understanding of family and love.

Thank you, son.

(Beau laughing)

Why, aunt Jessica?

Why'd you claim him?

Well, that boy is
worth $50,000 to us.

No, you can't.

You can't just use him.

That's enough, kitty.

Momma.

We don't give in to trash

and we don't adopt trash.

Jessica: You are
perfectly correct.

And you'll learn
as I have, kitty.

To balance a little
feeling against $50,000.

(Whistling)

You know, the funniest thing is
that, that I have wanted it for so long,

now that I have them,

a family, I-I don't know how
to act, I don't know what to say.

They're fine people,
boss. The best.

Well, I'm afraid, you're
alone in your opinion on that.

Nah, I don't care what
people say about us,

and, people in
this town. (Scoffs)

When we're finished
building this railroad,

everybody in this town is gonna
be proud to know the claybornes,

'cause I'm one of
them. My mother...

She is a real lady. You'll like
her. I want you to meet her.

Say, how about an
advance on my salary.

I'd like to buy her a present.

Sure.

What does a fella buy
his mother anyway?

Well, I don't know.

We will find something.

Let me ask you,

what's made you so positive?

Everything, everything
fell into place.

My father took me to Chicago.

That was the year he was killed,

and it was the same year
that the orphanage found me.

And you remember I
was telling you about Jeff,

looking at him was like
looking in the mirror?

You should have seen
this picture of my dad

that they showed me.

The resemblance
was unbelievable.

Well, the pieces sure
fell in place though, right?

Of course, now you
know where this puts us

with big Jim banner.

Well, it doesn't change
my position in any.

Yes, it does.

Mr. Calhoun,

you know, I can't leave now.

If there's any trouble, I
gotta stick with my family.

I understand that, boy.

But I suppose I better
go and explain it to,

Jim banner.

Well, I'm causing the
trouble so I'll come too.

You'll do no such thing.

There's $50,000 in that
box right there. (Chuckles)

You're still getting
paid with the bps&d.

Guard it.

Mr. Calhoun.

You said he was leaving before.

He didn't.

Is he leaving this time?

No, he isn't.

You said he wasn't a clayborne.

Is he?

Is he a clayborne?

He's found evidence

which leads him
to believe that he is.

Evidence that, quite frankly,

I didn't think existed.

Well, pa...

You'll have your
money back in the bank

the first thing in
the morning, Jim.

Why?

'Cause if trouble comes, I
have got to back the boy.

Between you and me, we've
got a business agreement.

But I told you I'm not
going to lose my son too.

Right or wrong I'm backing him.

(Knocking on door)

Who is it?

Jessica: It's me, son.

Son. Hello, mother.

I had to see you.

I've got to talk to you.

(Sighs)

It's beautiful.

Mr. Calhoun will be back in a
while, he's anxious to meet you.

Uh, son... Mother,
come on, sit down.

Make yourself at
home, please. Son...

This is

harder for me to say
than it is for you to hear.

You've been lost
for so long that

you've got no
claim of love on us.

But it's family trouble. And I
thought you might want to help.

Sure, anything.

We have got to leave this town.

You know how they
feel about us here.

And I'm afraid
for your brothers.

The clayborne men have

always had too much courage.

They won't be driven out.

But if they stay here,

they'll be killed.

We can all move to scalplock,

I can get Beau and
Jeff work on the railroad.

You know how much it would
cost for us to get settled again?

Oh, that's all right, I'll
borrow from Mr. Calhoun.

I knew you'd say that.

But we don't need
to borrow money.

There was a time when our
family had a great deal of jewelry.

We were just
overflowing with it.

Two hundred years of gifts from
clayborne men to their women.

Now all that's left is

a necklace and a brooch,
and these earrings.

But it's enough to get us moved.

What do you want me to do?

You take it.

You know how they
feel about us here.

We'd never get what it's worth.

So, you take it and try to
sell it for us at scalplock.

You're trusting me.

Of course, son.

I'll take care of it.

Mother, don't worry.

I won't, darling.

I'm getting
sentimental, and it's...

It's not fitting.

My family is the
bedrock of my life.

What we were.

And what we're going to be.

Right.

I'll get a good
price for it too.

Son, look out.

(Thud)

Son. Son.

Son. There were two of them.

Oh, son.

I screamed.

Oh, son.

They hurt you.
Are you all right?

Who were they? Did
you recognize them?

They were masked.

Oh, son, they took everything.

Everything we had.

What on earth are
we going to do?

I'm gonna get Mr. Calhoun,
that's what were gonna do.

Now, son, what
good would that do?

He's gotta do something.

There was $50,000 of the
railroads money in that box.

Oh, lord.

Oh, lord.

And here I am thinking about
little bits and pieces of jewelry.

Oh, lord.

Lying!

It's all over his
stinking clayborne face.

He's lying.

There were two of them, boss.

Three, including you.

His lump's all I
need for evidence.

This is no concern of ours, boy.

It was our money.

My money. My responsibility.

I'll repay your
loan when it's due.

I know you will, Ben.

We're quite alike, aren't we?

You'll stick by him,
right or wrong, huh?

What about him?

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

(Door closing)

Now tell me what
happened, barnabas.

I didn't take the money,
boss, you know that.

Of course, you didn't.

But you made it awfully
easy for whoever did.

I didn't see who did it. Really.

Then how did you know
there were two of them?

Boy, if I'm gonna lose
$50,000, I need a good reason.

All right.

All right, I opened the box,

but I didn't see
who did it, really.

For all I know, it could
have been those two fellas

that banner sent out
to the clayborne place.

And which of the clayborne
women were here?

My mother.

Banner would blame her.

She got beat up and
lost everything she had,

but he'd blame her anyway.

And what exactly did she lose?

Some jewelry.

Not much, it was all she had.

But it was their stake
to get out of here.

I'm willing to go along with a
certain amount of coincidence.

But doesn't it strike
you as sort of odd

that just as you opened up
the box to put the jewelry in,

the two thieves happened by?

That's my story.

And it's my money.

I think I'll go out and
visit this family of yours.

Mr. Calhoun...

If there's any trouble,
I'm siding with them.

Against me, barnabas?

(Dramatic music playing)

(Horse approaching)

Ready to pitch in and
help us, little brother?

Looks as if it's all done.

Barnabas, are you
coming with us?

(Humming)

Son.

That money has to go back.

(Exclaims in disbelief)

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

You lied about the money.
Did you lie about me too?

No, I didn't lie about you, son.

You're coming with us.

I was gonna send for you.

I told Mr. Calhoun,
no matter what,

right or wrong,
I'd stand by you.

And I will.

But that money is his. No.

Son.

You don't know what it means.

What it can buy.

A life. A way of life.

Our way of life.

With it we can live like
the kind of people we are.

And what kind of people are we?

Quality.

We'll be dressed
like we ought to be.

We'll be respected
like we ought to be.

Live in the kind of
house we deserve.

Do you know...

Do you know what it means

to be surrounded
by beautiful things?

How it makes you feel?

And how you feel
when you've lost it?

I'm sorry.

(Gun cocking)

(Gunshot)

(Horse neighing)

(Grunting)

(Horse neighing)

(Grunting)

Beau, help your brother.

Kill him, Beau, you
hear me? You kill him.

In due time, momma.

Leave him, Beau.

(Screaming)

Hey, you want the
money, little brother?

(Grunting)

Beau: Come on, let's get
it. Try over here. Come on.

Come on, come
on. Get up, come on.

Come on, it's right over here.

Get on your feet.

Now...

Beau...

Mr. Calhoun, I believe.

Beau clayborne.

The light fingered
claybornes, I believe.

I resent your accusations, sir.

And I resent your taking
$50,000 of my money, ma'am.

You have no proof
of that statement.

Mr. Calhoun.

We've got your money.

Kitty.

Where is it?

Right here, Mr. Calhoun.

(Gunshot)

The money is in that
bag, Mr. Calhoun.

So, that's the end of it, Beau.

When we get into scalplock,

tell him to hook
onto that other coach.

Miss clayborne will be
traveling as our guest.

What about her family?

I figure it's about time
to lose her family too.

Oh, uh, barnabas,

Jim has something to say.

Next time you pull in, I
won't make the same mistake.

Right.

So long, Jim.

Mr. Banner. So long, barnabas.

Come on, Jim. Let's say
goodbye to Mr. Calhoun.

(Train horn blowing)

(Theme music playing)