All language subtitles for Arizona Bushwhackers CC

[Explosion]

A little known chapter
in the history
of the old west

began during the raging
days of the civil war.

While soldiers
of the north and south

clashed
on the battlefield,

military prisons
on both sides

were woefully
overcrowded.

Men often died
by the score,

and those that did not
generally existed

in squalor, stink,
and eroding monotony.

When informed
of these conditions,

president Abraham Lincoln
granted confederate prisoners

the opportunity to enlist
in the union army.

They were not asked to fight
their brothers in the south,

instead were ordered to help
settle and patrol the west.

Fighting Indians,
repairing roads,
telegraph wires,

and in some cases,

to bring order
to a lawless town.

One such rebel
to accept these terms
was Lee Travis,

before the war

a Mississippi
riverboat gambler
and gunfighter.

In 1862, he had worn
confederate gray.

Two years later
he was captured,

and now, in 1865,

taking advantage of
President Lincoln'’s offer,

he wore the blue
yankee uniform

and was embarked
on a long journey

to the untamed frontier town
of Colton, Arizona...

A town that for days
did not know

Lee Travis
was on his way.

Didn'’t know.

Didn'’t care.

Then the word at last
reached mayor Joe Smith.

More trouble from you,
Mr. Mayor?

Sheriff, this is
the last trouble

you'’ll ever get
from me.

Oh, bellyaching
to the governor again.

And he bellyached to
the federal government.

Here. Read
this letter.

"Appointment confirmed."
What appointment?

Read it.

"Lee Travis,
u.S. Army special corps."

You know what
the special corps is?

It'’s a special corps
of yellow-bellied rebs

who turned traitor
and signed up with
the Yankees.

You didn'’t read
the rest of it.

I Don'’t read garbage.

He'’s taking over
your job.

Nobody'’s taking over
my job.

Tell that to Lee Travis
when he gets here.

This town
won'’t stand still
for any ex-reb,

especially one
with the nerve
to wear a badge.

I intend to order
our citizens

to accept any sheriff
that the government
sees fit to send.

The people of Colton
are sick of your orders.

Like it or not,

we'’re going
to have law in Colton.

We'’ll vote on who
they want for sheriff,

me or a yellow-bellied reb.

We will not vote
on it.

Either you hand in
your badge peaceably,

or I make charges
against you.

What charges, Mr. Mayor?

I let the saloon
run all night?

I'’m in favor of gamblers
and dance hall girls?

No.
Charges of graft.

You Don'’t know
what you'’re talking about.

You'’ve been taking
bribes from Tom rile.

I suppose you claim
you got proof.

Witnesses, sheriff.

Enough witnesses
to send you away
for a long time,

that is, if you
make an issue of it.

Colton'’s my town.
It always has been.

It wasyour town.

[Commotion]

This is your town,
you said?

That happens
to be your deputy.

Shelby can take care
of himself.

Then why Don'’t you
show him any respect?

I never asked
for a deputy.

If I had, it wouldn'’t
have been him.

Leave Mr. Shelby alone!

Leave him alone!

Is he one of those
witnesses you were
talking about?

No. Shelby'’s probably
the only man in town

that doesn'’t know
you'’ve been taking bribes.

If he was a witness
against me,

i'’d knock
his block off.

I bet you could.

I bet you could lick any
one-armed man in town.

What'’s this
all about?

It'’s nothing, sir,
just a little--

the boys are just being
a little playful.

They get playful because
you keep telling the boys

you Don'’t need
a deputy.

Well, I Don'’t
need a deputy.

I never did.

Thank you,
Mr. Grover.

The mayor here put
Shelby on the payroll

because, uh, well,
what can you do
with a cripple

back from the war?

Mr. Rile, he lost
the use of that arm

fighting
for scum like you.

I Don'’t need anybody
to fight for me.

And I Don'’t
need charity,

so i'’m turning in
this badge.

If you do,
there'’ll be no
law here at all,

except
a former reb.

What'’s that
about a reb?

We'’re getting
a new sheriff.

A man fresh from
an army prison camp
is coming.

A reb?

You being
a former yankee,

I thought it might
be of some interest.

It is.

We Don'’t want any
rebs in this town.

I hate to agree
with Mr. Rile,
but he'’s right.

Her brother
lost his life
fighting the rebs.

[Mayor]
Well, there'’s nothing
any one of you can do.

What'’s going to happen
to sheriff grover here?

He'’s quitting.

Why?
He'’s a good sheriff.

I can'’t understand it.

He still
looks up to you.

This reb
that'’s coming,

his name
is Lee Travis.

[Mayor]
He'’ll be here
in a couple of days.

I suggest
we give Mr. Travis
a nice warm welcome.

From what
I hear of him,

I suggest you
and your hooligans

clear out
of town before
he drives you out.

Don'’t let it
upset you.

You know, I just
Don'’t understand it,

bringing a reb here.

I know how you feel.

Come on. I'’ll walk you
to your shop.

The usual.

Lee Travis. Mm-hmm.
I know about him.

That mayor Don'’t scare me.

He thinks I won'’t take
care of a turncoat reb,

he'’s mistaken.

You can try
taking care of him.

What, the mayor?

Lee Travis.

I told you
I heard of him.

Oh, that'’s right. You'’re
from the south like him.

Been a while ago.

How'’d you hear of him?

Is he famous down there?

You might say that.

Famous for what?

Riverboat gambler,
gunfighter...

Yeah? You ever meet him?

Wish I had.

Once, in New Orleans,
he walked right past me.

As close as that.

He gets that close to me,
he'’ll be a dead man.

Talk was,
he was real fancy
with that gun.

Is that right?

Grover, you ain'’t
giving up that badge.

If I Don'’t, there'’ll be
a lot of trouble.

Suppose I have the boys
take care of Travis
on the way in.

It isn'’t that easy.

I'’ll make it that easy.

Word would get out
how it happened.

They'’d figure
I planned it
to save my job.

Why Don'’t you have
your renegade apache friends

arrange a quiet little
one-man massacre of Lee Travis?

Then there won'’t be suspicions
our sheriff'’s behind it.

Do you know some
renegade apaches?

Always opening
your big mouth, ain'’t you?

Anyway, this is
no job for them.

I didn'’t know you
had any dealings
with Indians.

You still Don'’t know.

That'’s what I pay you for--
not to know anything.

What is it, Tom?

You selling
the apaches
whiskey or guns?

Better put
that blindfold back on.

No wonder you got
so many gunslingers
working for you.

You look healthier
with that usual dumb look
on your face.

I can only go so far
with that look.

Then something gets
stuck in my craw,

and I can'’t
get it out.

Yeah? What,
your conscience?

Go ahead, say it.

I ain'’t had
a good laugh all day.

I can'’t go along
with letting you
murder Lee Travis.

Listen to me, old man.

I aim to have you
keep that badge,

so you'’ll go along
with anything I say,

and if you Don'’t, i'’ll--

you'’ll kill me, too?

Here.

Go ahead.

Ah, I ought to--

What stopped you,

the fact
he'’s already dead?

And i'’d swear
what he died from

was something
that got stuck
in his craw.

Something funny
going on here.

What do you mean?

Sheriff grover,
he'’s a landmark
in this town,

a permanent fixture.

They can'’t just
throw him out.

I can'’t help but think
that mayor Smith
is behind this.

Next year there'’ll be
an election,

and sheriff grover
is a very popular man.

There was talk of
running him for mayor,

and Smith'’s
bouncing him out
before that can happen.

It certainly
doesn'’t seem fair.

It isn'’t fair.

I'’m going to talk
to sheriff grover.

I'’m going to ask him
to stay on here,
no matter what.

From now on, looks like
you'’re the law around here
for a while.

Mr. Grover,
I could never
fill your boots.

Besides, you know all
this is just political.

Political or not,
there'’s the badge
right there on the desk,

along with the graft money
that goes with the job.

Graft money?

Maybe a better way
to describe it
is blood money.

I had no idea.

You'’re wearing
a bigger blindfold
than I did.

So that'’s why
you never wanted
a deputy around.

Tom rile--
the biggest man in town
and the dirtiest.

He said I had
to leave that badge on.

I could never handle
this job without you,

as deputy
or anything else.

Then quit.
I just did.

Mr. Grover...

Hadn'’t you better
take some of this?

What for?

A man can'’t live
without money.

I'’ll tell you
something, son.

When it'’s
that kind of money,

a man can'’t live with it.

What about this reb
that'’s taking over
as sheriff?

Rile'’s having
some of his men

bushwhack him
on the way in.

Don'’t worry about it.
He'’ll never get here.

It'’s a pity.

He might'’ve been
just what this town needs.

Not a rebel.

I Don'’t want
to see another one
as long as I live.

If rile'’s men
Don'’t get that reb,

maybe i'’ll kill him
myself.

[Door opens]

He'’s gone.

Gone for good.

I saw him go.

I heard what you said
about the new sheriff.

You intend to let
rile'’s men kill him
before he gets here,

and if they Don'’t,
you will?

All right, you heard,
and I meant it.

Why shouldn'’t I kill him?

Because then this town
would really belong
to rile.

Better him
than a filthy rebel.

But you forget,
Lee Travis
changed sides.

Then he'’s worse
than a traitor.

Well, look at it
this way...

He'’s not in the war anymore.

He'’s a human being
like you.

He'’s trying to pick up
the pieces and live
the best he can.

Love thy enemy, huh?

Well, not me, Jill.

Do you realize that
you'’re the only lawman
left here?

Now that
Mr. Grover'’s gone,
I guess you'’re right.

It'’s your sworn duty
to uphold the law.

That means nothing?

Of course
it means something.

Then it'’s your duty
to warn Lee Travis

that he'’s riding
into a trap.

No. To me,
he'’s still the enemy.

You'’re not
in the war
anymore either.

There is no enemy.

You had a brother.

He was killed
by the confederates.

That doesn'’t blind me
to what'’s right
and what'’s wrong

the way it does you.

Maybe that'’s what
Mr. Grover found out

and was trying to tell me.

There is a right
and a wrong.

Then you will warn him?

Jill, I Don'’t know.
I'’ve got to...

I'’ve got
to think about it.

I saw him up ahead,
and he'’s coming
this way.

You sure
it'’s Lee Travis?

He'’s wearing
a yankee uniform.

I Don'’t see
no sign of him now.

That'’s because
he'’s riding
between those rocks.

It'’s mighty obliging
of that turncoat reb

to come riding
straight to US.

Any chance
he spotted you?

He wouldn'’t pay
any attention

to an innocent
cowpoke.

You talk like he has
a suspicious mind.

I'’vegot
a suspicious mind.

Let'’s go get him.

No. You two wait
on both sides
of the trail.

We'’ll bushwhack him
proper.

I'’ll nice-talk him
and lead him to you.

You have it all
figured out
real nice.

Yeah. Now get going.

[Horse whinnies]

Rein in
that horse, mister.

Now, unholster your gun
real slow.

Drop it to the ground.

Mister, your voice
sure ain'’t familiar.

I'’m ike clanton
from over in Colton,

and I ain'’t out here
looking for trouble.

I said drop the gun.

What'’s this all about?

I'’m just here
to meet our new sheriff.

Get off your horse.

You ain'’t him?

Lee Travis.

Well, curly said you would...

We expected to see you
in uniform.

I know.

Wish I could
figure you out.

Don'’t bother.
I figured you out.

I was just riding along
looking for you.

The way I hear it,

you'’re going to be
our new sheriff.

You heard right.

The reason i'’m here is,

I appointed myself
a welcoming committee
of one to greet you.

Have a cigar.

Tie up your animal.

You'’ve got some kind
of a mistaken idea about me.

Well, let'’s put it
this way.

Either I made a mistake,

or you made a mistake.

Now put on that uniform.

You'’re going to be
a soldier boy.

Oh, no, I ain'’t!

Put it on!

You couldn'’t give me
some reason?

I Don'’t want
to be bushwhacked.

Who would do
a thing like that?

I Don'’t understand
where you got such an idea.

Through a pair
of binoculars.

You figure there'’s
going to be an ambush,

and you'’re going
to make me ride into it.

If there isn'’t any,
you got nothing
to worry about.

Suppose there is?

Then they'’ll see
that uniform

and start
blasting away before
they know it'’s you.

You Don'’t give a man
much of a chance.

No. Neither do they.

But they'’ll kill me!

Yeah. You instead of me.

Now, mister, I ain'’t
going to put on that uniform.

I can kill you now,

or you can put on
that uniform and
take your chances.

You can have your gun.

If they start shooting,
you can shoot back.

Shoot at my own men?
What kind of choice is that?

Only choice you got,

because i'’ll have you
covered all the way.

Now, get over there!

They'’ll be coming
up through here.

You get over there.

[Horses whinny]

Here they come.

Keep going.

Ike'’s right behind him.

He'’ll get Travis
from the back.

We'’ll get him
from the front.

All right.
Let him have it.

It'’s me, ike clanton!
Don'’t shoot!

Curly, it'’s me,
ike clanton!

Nice to meet up
with a lawman.

Who are you, mister?

The name'’s Lee Travis.

I might'’ve guessed.

Who are they?

Didn'’t mention
their names.

Ike clanton.

Friends of yours?

Friends of Mr. Rile'’s.

Uniform belongs to me.

I asked him
to put it on.

Rile sent him
and two others
to bushwhack you.

I came to warn you.

You'’re a little late.

Maybe I was hoping
i'’d be late.

That'’s real friendly.

Name is Shelby, Mr. Travis,
and i'’m not friendly
with rebs.

Fact is,
I hate their guts.

You must be
the deputy of Colton.

The town that doesn'’t want

an ex-confederate soldier
for its sheriff.

Look like
everybody'’s going
to be real friendly.

I bet you Don'’t
last the week.

Never bet
a professional gambler,
Mr. Shelby.

Here. Here are
your prisoners.

Two cards.

I call.

Take care of that
for me?

Deal me out.

What happened?

Tricked US.

Where'’s ike clanton,
ed Jones?

Dead.

Dead?

Shelby.

Who'’s that
under the blankets?

Mr. Rile,
you might be
more interested

in knowing
who he is.

He'’s Lee Travis,
our new sheriff.

Mr. Rile...

I met your
welcoming committee.

Oh?

I'’m happy Shelby
was able to meet you.

If he didn'’t
tell you, I will--

we Don'’t
want you here.

That'’s
what they said.

They?

What, a couple
of dead men?

One of them'’s
ike clanton.

Bury your dead,
Mr. Rile.

Welcome or not,
i'’m here.

I welcome you,
Travis.

I'’m Joe Smith,
mayor of Colton.

Sure you want to
shake hands with
an ex-reb?

Ha. It is
rather unusual

to have a former
confederate
as a sheriff,

but most of our
able-bodied men

are off at the war.

These are
trying times.

Tell your citizens
they'’re going to have
to try a little harder.

Travis!

This time i'’m going to
try a little harder.

No, curly.
Not here.

When i'’m paid, I deliver.

That'’s enough.

I'’m not paying attention
to you, Mr. Rile.

This is for ike.

Give him
an even chance.

What difference
does it make to you?

My chance was to draw
against my own friend,

my own friend
that I killed.

Told you he was fancy
with that gun.

You hire a killer,

you'’re just
as guilty.

He didn'’t kill you.He tried.

I tried to stop him.
You heard.

I heard
you sent him out
to ambush me.

I say that'’s a lie.

His word
against yours.

And he'’s dead.

But you'’re not,
Mr. Rile.

And you'’ll
be seeing me.

You'’re going
to be seeing
a lot of me.

There are three coffins
being delivered
to the doc'’s.

Here'’s the bill.

Give that
to Tom rile.

He'’d throw it
right in my face.

You'’re wearing
Mr. Grover'’s badge.

You give it to him.

Found this laying here.

Blood money.

Graft.
Grover said it
goes with the job.

Sounds interesting.

Good-sized pot.

You figure
on keeping it?

Depends on what
I have to do for it.

Let rile
run his saloon
how he wants to--

wide-open gambling,

dance hall women,

men shooting up
the place,

citizens
being molested.

That'’s all
you have to do
to earn it.

Over 3,000.

Grover must have
been collecting
quite a while.

Must be more
where it came from.

At least you Don'’t
even pretend
to be honest.

I Don'’t pretend
to be anything.

If rile'’s place
were closed up,

this might be a quiet,
peaceful, normal town.

I'’ll tell him
you said that.

Tell Mr. Rile
i'’d like to see him.

He isn'’t here.

Never is until
the action starts--
at night.

Well, hello, Roy.

Never thought
i'’d see you in here.

Buy you a drink?

Thanks.
I Don'’t drink.

I came
to have a look

at this man
they call
Lee Travis.

You'’re looking.

Since i'’m going to
be killing rebs,

thought I might look
at one up close.

Sounds like you'’re
enlisting in the army.

Hasn'’t gone before
because his pa died.

His mother needed help
with the ranch.

When I heard
you were in town,
I signed up pronto.

Wish you luck.

Don'’t need no luck
from your kind, reb.

Your friends
in the south
need the luck.

Bye, miss Molly.

Goodbye, Roy.

Nice kid.

This bill needs paying.

Pay it, Jim.

Mr. Rile gives you
a lot of authority.

I know where
the body'’s buried.

That'’s for three of them.

Take it
out of petty cash.

Some people I know
would call that
important cash.

Not in here.

If you Don'’t
believe me,

try our dice tables.

Got a feeling
you'’d like that.

I like excitement.

I happen to know
you used to be
a gambler,

a very exciting
gambler.

You happen
to know a lot.

I'’ve been around.

They give you a name
where you came from?

That "from"
is New Orleans.

Interesting.

So'’s the way your
eyes just lit up.

They always do
when the band
plays Dixie.

But you'’re
a yankee now.

Old habits die hard.

That name
they gave me--

I changed it
to Molly.

It was probably moella.

Right
the first time.

Good old
magnolias-in-bloom
name of moella.

That ought to make
you feel at home

here in
hostile country.

Most gambling places...

Entice their customers
with free drinks.

Bring a bottle
to the table, Jim.

It'’s been a long time

since anybody
did that for me.

Sounds like
you'’re homesick.

Not really.

I Don'’t blame you
for changing sides.

South can'’t win the war.
They haven'’t got a chance.

I Don'’t agree.

You must think
it'’s hopeless,

or you wouldn'’t be
a yankee these days.

I'’m told a gambler

likes to be
on the winning side
of anything.

I know you
from somewhere.

You saw me
perhaps because
I saw you once,

but we never met.

It was aboard
the Mississippi
riverboat mohican

on the night run
to Memphis.

Never been to Memphis...

Or even on a riverboat.

Seems a shame.

Who was this woman you met
on the night run to Memphis?

Looked like you.

To a band
playing Dixie.

No...

Let'’s say,
to a man you think
is a traitor.

I never ask
what a man is.

Moella,

you just became
more enticing
than this drink.

Well, I hope so.

I'’m going to check
in at the hotel,

take a long,
hard look

at this town
i'’m sheriff of.

If you'’re leaving
so soon,

I wasn'’t very
enticing after all.

Moella,
I came to see rile.

He'’ll be back tonight.

So will I.

I'’ll be waiting.

Moella.

I seem to be having
a little trouble.

That'’s hard to believe.

Uh, my name
is Jill wyler.

The lady that asked
that hooligan to
give me a fair chance?

Yes.

Do you mind coming
into the store, please?

I think I met you
once before...

Aboard the Mississippi
riverboat mohican.

On the night run
to Memphis?

Yes.

Whew. I almost made
a mistake.

That saloon woman--
Molly--

I thought
she was my contact.

Well, she'’s not.

We can'’t talk here.

Expecting somebody?

Just customers.

Close the store.

At midday for
no apparent reason?

You'’re right.
Somebody would notice.

They might wonder.

We do have to talk.

I realize that,
but I just Don'’t
know where.

Here.

Go to my hotel room.
Use the side stairs.

I'’ll meet you there.

Your hotel room?

Nobody
would see US there.

I suppose not.

You'’re as nervous
as a cat on a dark night.

Well, i--

I guess
i'’m an amateur

at this business
of war games

and intrigue,
Mr. Travis.

Here comes
a customer.

You better go out
the back way.

Out this door.

If i'’d run into anyone,

I was going to say
I was delivering a hat.

Probably isn'’t my size.

Small town like this,

a girl has to be careful
of her reputation.

You'’re still nervous.

You were a prisoner
of the union army?

Over a year.

Then the confederacy
suggested I volunteer
as a yankee

so i'’d be
of use again.

You managed to get
transferred here?

Espionage network we have
high up in yankee circles
managed it.

Well, you know what
the assignment is.

I was supposed
to be contacted
by a beautiful woman,

and she'’d tell me.

Well,
it'’s a large cache

of arms
and ammunition.

That much I know.

The south stored it
here secretly

at the start
of the war.

They expected
to overrun
this territory,

but they didn'’t.

Secretly--
so these people
didn'’t know about it.

More important,
the north didn'’t know.

Obviously, or they'’d
have taken it.

Our armies
in the south
now need it badly.

Figures.

The south'’s running
out of everything--

guns, ammunition...

Even spies.

Why else would they
recruit an amateur?

Or riverboat gamblers?

Did they tell you
where the guns are?

The paper describing
the location
was lost.

Weeks
after I got here,

I got a letter
telling where
they should be.

Should be?

Didn'’t you check
to make sure
they'’re still there?

Haven'’t you
done anything?

They'’re hidden
under the floor

of an abandoned
warehouse
south of town.

I didn'’t
want to risk

someone seeing me
rip up the place.

All right.

Calm down.

Anyway, if the guns
are salvageable,

we notify
a small group
of our soldiers.

They'’re waiting
50 miles from here.

You'’re to lead them
when they ride in
with the wagons,

and you'’re to
take the weapons
at gunpoint.

Does that sound
like i'’ve been
doing my job?

You have
quite a temper.

Well, i'’m sorry.
I didn'’t mean to.

I just--

I know.

Still nervous.

I'’ll have to know
when you intend to
go to the warehouse

so I can signal
the soldiers.

Meet me tonight
at my office.

I'’ll know my plans
by then.

You forgot your hatbox.

It'’s empty.
You keep it.

A man'’s got to watch
his reputation.

Suppose
somebody found

a woman'’s hatbox
in my room.

I didn'’t know
you were acquainted

with anyone
in the hotel.

I went to
deliver a bonnet
to Mrs. Simpson.

Mr. and Mrs. Simpson
left town this afternoon
on the stage.

That'’s what
I found out.

If you'’d used
the front entrance,

the hotel clerk
could have
told you that.

Dan, you'’ve been
very nice to me

since I came
to Colton,

but every time
I turn around,
there you are.

You mean like now.

That gives you
no right to pry
into my affairs.

Travis is going to
look pretty funny

with ribbons
on his hat.

I'’m not surprised
you paid him
a visit.

When he rode
into town,

you couldn'’t take
your eyes off him.

And the way
you worried

when you
thought curly
might kill him.

Did you know him
somewhere before?

I never saw him
before in my life.

So you had to
go see him just
to get acquainted.

All right,
I did go see him--

to ask him
to leave town.

I said he'’d
only be trouble

in a place
he wasn'’t wanted.

You had to go
to his hotel room
for that?

He was
a perfect gentleman.

Perfect
southerngentleman.

I Don'’t have to explain
anything to you.

No...

Not even why you
came sneaking down
the back stairs.

I didn'’t want to be seen
coming out of the hotel.

What'’s the real
reason you went
to see him?

I told you.

I wonder.

You go ahead and
wonder all you want.

I'’m sorry.
Maybe you'’re right.

Maybe it isn'’t any
of my business.

It'’s just that I
care for you a lot.

Maybe...

Maybe I care
too much.

[Door closes]

[Piano plays]

I see you took
the ribbons off.

All Jill wyler'’s hats
have ribbons on them.

I wouldn'’t know.

Maybe you didn'’t
like the style

of the one
she brought
to the hotel.

Something else
I Don'’t like--

a nosy deputy.

I'’m not being nosy.

I'’m just concerned
about the morals
of our new sheriff.

Only thing you'’re
concerned about
is Jill wyler.

[Hoofbeats, hollering,
and gunshots]

Same thing
every night--

deserters
and draft Dodgers.

Lot of action
for a place this small.

It'’s the only gambling
within 100 miles.

They come
from all over.

Drovers, cowhands...

Along with all
the riffraff and
scum of creation.

You'’re waiting
for me to say
it'’s my job to stop it.

It is...

If you'’re
keeping the money
Mr. Grover left.

I Don'’t suppose
you'’ll do any more
than he did.

Maybe you'’d better
go over to the saloon,

keep an eye
on things.

I was figuring
on staying here,
letting you do your job.

I'’ll be along later.

Sure, sheriff.

Anything you say.

Been expecting you.

I had to wait
till you were alone.

Your friend Shelby
worries about you.

I'’ve been waiting
to tell you--

he knows I went
to see you.

So he mentioned.

But he doesn'’t
know why.

I hope you'’re right.

If he guesses
the real reason--

no, no. He thinks
that I was...

Immediately
attracted to you.

Love at first sight.

That'’s the way
his mind works.

Let it work that way.

What do you mean?

Gives US an excuse
to be seen together.

You can visit me
anytime, anywhere.

What'’ll the good people
of Colton think of me?

Better if
they think that
than the truth.

I suppose you'’re right.

If they find out
you'’re a spy,

we'’ll both
go to prison...

If we live long
enough to get there.

Then we'’re to pretend
we'’re...Close friends.

Lovers, miss wyler.

It might even help
if, uh, we'’re seen

being somewhat
more than friendly.

I--i Don'’t think
that'’s necessary.

I do.

I think
i'’m being watched.

Why?

A rebel in town,
bound to make
some people edgy.

Rile, maybe.

My guess is he'’s not
sure of anything,

just wants somebody
keeping tabs

to see
what i'’m up to.

If i'’m being
watched,

that means
we'’re being watched.

Let'’s, uh,
make it interesting.

There'’s no point.

The shades are drawn.

We'’ll make
a silhouette.

We'’ll also make
a lot of gossip.

Mr. Travis--

after you'’ve
kissed a man,

you'’re entitled
to call him by
his first name.

You'’re
very lighthearted.

You can close your
eyes to the fact

that we'’re
losing the war?

You just closed yours.

Since you are probably
being followed,

I suggest you stay away
from the warehouse
for a while.

If someone'’s suspicious,

you wouldn'’t
want to lead them
to the cache.

If somebody'’s watching,
i'’ll shake him,

then i'’ll slip
over to the warehouse.

All right.

I'’ll meet you there
before daylight.

If the guns are there,

i'’ll send word
to the soldiers.

The quicker,
the better.

Wait a minute.

Won'’t do any harm
if I walk you home.

In fact, now it wouldn'’t
look right if I didn'’t.

I'’m sure
Dan will see US.

Dan Shelby,
your deputy.

You'’re supposed
to be his girl?

I'’m nobody'’s girl.

To all intent
and purpose,
you are now.

My girl.

Dan'’s sympathetic.

I told him I had
a brother who was
killed in the war.

Did you?

No.

I was told
to say that.

Excuse me.

Hold it.

Here'’s something else
to tell Mr. Rile you saw.

Uhh!

What are we doing here?

I live upstairs.

I'’ll see you
early in the morning
at the warehouse?

Yes.

Well, then...

I guess for the moment
there'’s nothing else
to discuss.

We...could discuss you,
miss wyler.

Miss wyler?

After
you kiss a woman,
you'’re entitled--

Jill.

Lee.

There.
End of formalities.

I'’m curious to know
how you got yourself

into this situation--
working for
the confederacy.

Well, I was born
in the north

but raised
in south Carolina.

Loyalties
to the south, hmm?

When they told me
I was needed,
I accepted.

Sounded exciting?

It is exciting.

Mmm.

But dangerous.

Yes, and i'’m looking
at the danger.

Someone'’s
looking at US, too.

There'’s more danger
in this town
than you think.

You and me and
a handful of rebs
taking those guns--

we should do it
under cover
of darkness.

After dark, this
town is wide-open,

crawling
with people.

And a lot of them
gunslingers.

Gunslingers who
just won'’t watch.

Sight of a gray
uniform would
trigger them good.

There'’s nothing
you can do about it.

The confederacy
probably couldn'’t spare

more than a handful
of soldiers.

Those men are here,

and they will be here
every single night.

If the saloon,
the gambling, and
the women are gone,

they wouldn'’t have
reason to come.

We'’d have
a nice, quiet town
to operate in.

But the saloon
ishere.

I may have
a way to close it.

It'’ll take more
than a gun and a badge.

That'’s not what
I had in mind.

This money
originally belonged
to Tom rile.

I'’ll give him
a chance
to get it back.

Oh, Lee...

Be careful.

At least until
we can get those
guns delivered.

For a crazy
moment there,

I thought
it was me you were
worried about.

For a few crazy
moments, I was.

[Gunshots]

[Yelling]

You'’re a real southern
fancy dandy with
the ladies, aren'’t you?

Go over to the office
and hold it down.

Sure, i'’ll do your job.

Go on inside
and enjoy yourself.

You said
you hated my guts.

I didn'’t know it was
going to show this much.

If I can get
anything on you...

You'’re the one who'’s
had this saddle tramp
follow me?

Every move you make.

I thought it was rile
hired him.

Someday you'’ll
make a mistake.

You'’ll say something
or do something--

my mistake was
keeping you on as deputy.

You Don'’t need
anybody following me.

You can do it yourself.

Tell him
he can go home.

Maybe the trouble
with you is,

you'’re still
fighting the war.

No, maybe that'’s
what you'’re doing.

Yeah,
maybe that'’s it.

Go on home.

From here on in,
he'’s mine.

Hello, moella.

Been waiting
for you.

Well, I was hoping
Mr. Rile was waiting
for me, too.

I have been waiting
for you, sheriff.

You said I wasn'’t
wanted as sheriff here.

Well, I Don'’t always
get everything I want.

I do.
I want you to get
out of this town.

That'’s pretty hard talk
for a turncoat reb.

Came to do
a little gambling.

That talk'’s
more like it.

What'’s the house limit?

There'’s no house limit.

If the customer
has the money,
we'’ll cover his bet.

A loser can
keep doubling till
he'’s wiped out?

A big gambler like you

ain'’t worried
about the go-brokes
in any town, is he?

Sheriff grover left this
behind at the office.

I was told it once
belonged to you.

That ain'’t my money.

Good thing
you said that,

because i'’d have to
arrest you for bribery.

I was told it goes
with the badge here.

It does.

Since you'’re
sheriff now,
it'’s yours.

She could be right.

Well,

easy come,
easy go.

The table doesn'’t
seem to be busy
for the moment.

May I roll?

Yes, sir,
your dice.
Coming up.

The whole thing.

That'’s a lot of money
to bet on one roll.

You can stand it,
I can.

I can stand it.

Coming out.

Seven!
The winner.

The whole thing rides.
Double or nothing.

I'’m not covering
that bet.

A big man like you

is going to be
a cheap tinhorn?

I Don'’t have that
much money here tonight.

I say you do.

Go to the office safe
and get it.

And while you'’re there,

I want to see
the legal document

that proves you
own this saloon.

I own it, all right.

Bring the deed.

You'’re pressing.

Maybe I feel lucky.

Winner take all?

Bother you?

Not my money.

You got
your stake free,
but he can be hurt.

You heard what he said--

a gambler like me doesn'’t
worry about go-brokes.

Same shooter
coming out again.

Four! The point
is four.

Four, sheriff.

It'’s the hardest
number there is.

Six!

The point to
make is four.

Nine!

The point to
make is four.

Four!

Four the point,
four the winner.

Deed for the place?

You just lost your
insurance policies.

Deed for the place.

Take your money
and get out.

I'’m clean.

I'’m shooting
for the saloon.

I'’m not betting
the saloon.

Yes, you are.

The saloon against
all that money.

You'’re
the big gambler
around these parts,

man who says
sky'’s the limit.

You can'’t afford
to lose a reputation
like that.

No, no bet.

I might
shoot snake eyes.

You'’d be
the big winner.

You'’re the big
winner tonight.
Don'’t push it.

I am pushing it.

And you'’re going to
stand still for it.

A lot of people
have been wiped out

because of your
no-house-limit rule.

You try to
change it now,

you may not walk
out of here alive.

Now, like the lady says,

winner take all.

11!

Front-line winner.

Here...

Boss,

souvenirs
of the house.

High roller,
high stakes,
as the saying goes.

You have until
tomorrow noon

to close this place up
and get out.

[Knock on door]

[Knock knock
knock knock]

I realize it'’s late.

Must be important.

A woman'’s life is important
only to herself.

How she looks,
that'’s important.

What she'’s
going to do next,

that'’s very important.

Now that rile'’s
moving out, hmm?

Stagecoach fare
to somewhere
could be important...

If what she has to tell
is worth the price.

Rile'’s closing
the saloon up tight.

He'’s got
no other choice.

Leaving me high,
dry, and stranded.

That'’s no way
to treat a lady

who knows where
the bodies are buried.

Those are my sentiments
exactly,

and that'’s why i'’m here.

He always said
I had a big mouth.

Now i'’ll prove it.

A woman scorned.

Let'’s just say,
a little something

I want to leave him
to remember me by.

All right,

where'’s
the bodies buried?

Not bodies--guns
stored in a warehouse.

Boxes of them.

How'’d he come by them?

Bought an old warehouse
and found them.

Must belong to somebody.

He Don'’t know or care
who they belong to.

He'’s been siphoning
them off for months

and selling them
to renegade Indians.

I thought the sheriff
here ought to know that.

He'’s loading up a wagon
of them right now

and intends to come back
for the rest tomorrow.

Moella,
you just got yourself
a stagecoach ticket.

Glad there'’s
something you'’re
interested in.

All right,
that'’s good.
Let'’s go.

Get on.

[Horse neighs]

Let'’s go.

Hyah!

Hyah!

Pull up!
We can'’t outrun him.

Whoa!

I got him.

Hyah!

Giddyup!

Hyah!

Hyah!

Better late than never.

What happened to you?

I'’ve been shot.

Who was it?

Never mind.

The bullet'’s
still in there.

I know. I saw enough
rifles in that warehouse

to make it worthwhile.

Can you get that message
off to the soldiers?

After I take you
to the doctor.

I guess Shelby
stopped following me.

I talked to him
last night.

He likes you too much
to be suspicious
of you, too.

You didn'’t help
his suspicions any.

It was cruel of you

to take the badge
from a one-armed man.

You said you
were nobody'’s girl.

I wasn'’t,
and i'’m not.

I'’m all right.

Get that
message off.

How'’d you
get in here?

I broke in.

This time you'’ve
gone too far, Dan.

No, it'’s the other
way around.

You'’ve gone too far.

What are you
talking about?

I saw you walking Travis
into the doctor'’s office.

What of it?

Looked like
he'’d been shot,
and you brought him.

Yes, I did. I found
him down the street.

The street
you just happened to be
riding on this early?

I Don'’t know
who shot him or why.

Well, I think you do.

And these letters
I found in your room--

you have no right
to go through my things.

I went to
the livery stable.

They said Travis
left during the night.

When I saw your horse
and buggy was gone,

I decided
to look around.

Those letters--

they'’re from
south Carolina.

You had them hidden.

I tore your room
apart because I knew
i'’d find something.

I knew it wasn'’t
just Valentine'’s day

with you and him.

Give me those letters!

Travis told me I was
still fighting the war.

I figured he was
talking about himself,

and you were part of it.

Tell me what happened
to get him shot.

I want to know
what you two were up to.

I have nothing more
to say to you.

Well, i'’m going
to have a lot to say.

You won'’t tell me,

maybe one of
these letters has.

It mentions an old
abandoned warehouse
at dos cabezos.

So i'’m going out there
and have a look around
myself.

Look at you.

I shouldn'’t have
told you about
the warehouse.

Good thing you did.

You could
have been killed.

Came close at that.

It would have
been my fault.

Well,
you got any faults,

I can'’t see them.

I--i suppose you

came here to
inspect the premises
of your new saloon.

What i'’d like to inspect
is a plate of food, hmm?

Breakfast
coming right up.

Thank you, moella.

Anytime.

Anything anytime.

Have you seen
sheriff Travis?

No, ma'’am,
I haven'’t.

Your baggage checks
are all in order.

Sorry you'’re
not coming with US.

Would you put these
on top of the stage?

I'’m leaving with
only two passengers.

I'’ll put them inside.
There'’s plenty of room.

They'’ll ride
a lot better.

No. I want them
on top with you.

If i'’d hit a bump,

these hatboxes will fly
off like a flock of birds.

Tie them down like
the other cargo on top.

Well, o.K.,
we'’ll put them on top.

Wait a minute.

Those boxes up there

would be like
flying a flag,
wouldn'’t it?

I tried to tell her
i'’d put them inside.

Well, they'’re
not going anywhere.

Ma'’am.

You'’re trying
to signal someone

to come after
that shipment of guns
in the warehouse.

Those guns are marked
"army of the confederacy."

Go on, deny that you
and Travis are spying.

Hyah!

Hyah!

Shelby, perhaps you'’d
like to explain what'’s
been happening here.

Ask her.

Or Lee Travis is in
the doctor'’s office.

Maybe
he can explain.

No, he'’s not.
He'’s in the saloon.

I saw him go in.

Mayor, with
your permission,

i'’d like to
put this back on.

I didn'’t know
you'’d taken it off.

I didn'’t.

Well, there he is--

the confederate spy.

And Jill wyler, she'’s--

she'’s working with him.

Is that true?

He found out.
He stopped the signal.

Yeah,

it'’s true.

Sure had me fooled.

I welcomed you
to Colton.

You'’re the only
one that did.

I trusted you,
accepted you.

You tried to
bring the war
to a town

where you
swore to uphold
law and order.

Rebel law and order.

Here, cover me.

You relieved me
of my badge.

By authority
of mayor Smith,

i'’m wearing it again.

Now i'’m the law here.

Arrest him.

Just a minute, mayor.

I have a score to
settle with him first,

a personal score.

He'’s wounded.

One arm in a sling--

kind of evens things
up, doesn'’t it?

If you say so.

I say so.

Shelby!

He'’s still
fighting the war.

I'’d like to do some more
fighting of that war

right here and now.

I Don'’t want
to fight you.

Why?

Because I learned
to fight with one arm
and you haven'’t?

If you'’re going to fight,
do it in the street.

He knows I own
this saloon now.

He'’d enjoy
busting it up.

You'’re what i'’m going
to enjoy busting up.

Aah!

Lee, stop this!

Stop it!

[Gunshot]

I'’ve seen all I want
to see of this.

Please, let me
finish this.

You'’ll finish
each other.

You said you wanted
to arrest him.

Go ahead.

There'’s
sheriff grover.

Ex-sheriff
grover.

I never expected
to see you back here.

I come to tell you
the war'’s over.

Lee surrendered
to Grant.

I Don'’t believe that.

Pony soldiers
are riding the news to
towns without telegraphs.

We won.

That must make you
very happy.

Before anybody
starts celebrating,

I think you
ought to know

there'’s going to be
a war right here

in Colton...Today.

What are you
talking about?

Mr. Mayor,
all of you,

I owe this town
an apology.

When I took
Tom rile'’s money,

I didn'’t know
it was a cover-up

to running guns
to Indians.

He'’s been doing that
for a long time.

On my way back
last night,

I saw rile
in a wagon.

Loaded with guns?

I followed him.

He unloaded
those guns to a band
of renegade Indians.

He'’s coming back
for the rest.

He knows he has to
get them out fast.

[Mayor]
We'’ll fight him.

We'’ll have
our hands full.

He'’s bring those
savages with him.

They figure
to sack the town.

You said we'’ll
have our hands full?

Least I can do
to make it up
to this community

is to stay and be
of what use I can.

I'’d like to make
the same offer.

Better take them
up on it.

Those gunslingers
and deserters that
hang out at the saloon

are long gone
in the daytime.

I do take you up
on it.

We Don'’t need him
to protect this town
from anything.

Oh, please.
The war is over.

You heard what
the lady said.

The war is over.

Whether you
like it or not,

that goes for the town
of Colton, Arizona.

You ask me,
they'’ll head straight
for the warehouse.

Not a chance. They know
they got to take US first,

because of Lee Travis.

Watch out
for tricks.

I Don'’t look for
any tricks, Mr. Travis.

They'’ll come a-chargin'’
right down that street,

figuring to
wipe US out to a man.

Rile knows
we'’re short-handed.

I still say they'’re at
the warehouse right now.

Aah!

[Whooping]

Hyah!

Aah!

[Speaking
native language]

Rile, up here!

The man you put
the blindfold on.

I want you
to look at me
while i'’ll kill you.

Wear that badge
in good health, yankee.

Well, thanks. I'’m going
to try real hard, reb.

Take care of that
little girl from
south Carolina, too.

I'’m going to try real hard
about that, too,

if she'’ll ever forgive me
for reading her mail.

Moella, you always
did want your own saloon.

Here'’s the deed.

Lots of things
i'’ve always wanted.

A saloon is
just one of them.

[Mayor]
Sorry you
won'’t stay.

Oh, those Mississippi
riverboats will be
running again soon.

And you'’re
a born gambler.

Always has been,
always will be.

I might get
a hot lick some night,

win one of those
big paddle-wheelers
of my own.

Call it the mohican.

Put it on the night run
to Memphis.

Everybody
hopes for something.

Nobody lives without hope.