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( uneasy theme playing )

There it is again, Artie. I tell you, something's on fire.

It sure is.

I guess they named it Brimstone for a good reason, huh?

( both laugh )

Hey, Hannon. Two men comin'.

Must be the ones Colecrest talked about.

Yeah, I better go tell Roach.

( tense theme playing )

Quiet little town, isn't it?

There are your fires, Artie.

Why would Colecrest want to meet us in a deserted town?

Did he mention anything in his letter to you?

No.

Just that he wanted us to meet him here

on a matter of the greatest urgency.

Come to think of it, I remember reading something

about a fire in Brimstone.

That was 10 years ago,

in the deserted mine shafts under the town.

Do you suppose that those

could still be smoldering all that time?

Sure would account for why there's nobody around anymore.

Artie, would you want to live in this town?

( chuckles )

Let's find Colecrest.

A couple more good belts, and he'll tell us everything.

Any more of your brand of questioning

and Professor Colecrest won't be able to tell us

anything at all.

Professor. ( coughs )

Professor, do you hear me?

Yes.

You've--

You've told us so much already.

Surely-- Surely you won't risk your life

just to save one last, little secret.

No.

( sighs )

That's all I know.

You better start remembering in the next 15 seconds,

'cause that's all the time you got left.

( cocks gun )

HANNON: Roach.

Roach, there are two strangers ridin' into town.

Well, we haven't had any visitors

for a very long time.

I wonder if they could be those two federal men

that you were telling me about.

What were their names?

Oh, yes.

West and Gordon.

Don't get your hopes up, Colecrest.

Two dead federal agents won't do you much good.

( dramatic theme playing )

( upbeat Western theme playing )

( tense theme playing )

No sign of anyone, Artie.

That place hasn't been used for five years at least.

Maybe he never made it into town at all.

MAN: Hello.

Hello, there.

Mr. Gordon, Mr. West.

I'm Mr. West. I'm Mr. Gordon.

I'm pleased to meet you.

I've been expecting you. My name is Philip Colecrest.

Oh, that's, uh, Frank Roach.

He's been helping me with my work.

Hi, Frank.

How do you do?

As a matter of fact,

that's why we're here, Professor.

We got your letter saying you needed our help

with some kind of find,

but you didn't mention what the find was.

( chuckles ): Well, I must say, gentlemen,

I'm terribly embarrassed at your presence here.

GORDON: Why so?

MAN: It seems my excitement was a little premature.

You see, I thought I had discovered a large vein of gold

in one of the deserted mines around here.

Unfortunately, it all turned out to be

nothing of any circumstance.

I did send you a following letter

hoping to stop your coming out here,

but apparently, it must have arrived

after you'd already left.

Yes, I'm afraid it did.

Well, Jim, it looks like that long ride was for nothin'.

Right, Artie. Well, now that we're here, sir,

is there anything we could do for you?

Oh, no, really. Thank you.

Everything is just fine.

I'm only sorry you had to come all this way.

Well, then, professor, I guess, uh, we'll be on our way.

Gentlemen.

Nice meeting you, gentlemen. Mr. Roach.

I'll walk you to your horses.

GORDON: Thank you.

( tense theme playing )

( rock tumbles )

( dramatic theme playing )

( yells )

( tense theme playing )

I hope you believe how sincerely sorry I am

about all of this.

By the way, when you get back to Washington, D.C.,

I hope you'll give my regards to Mrs. Colecrest.

By all means, professor. It'd be our pleasure.

Be glad to.

The game's over, boys.

Hold it right there.

There is, unfortunately, no Mrs. Colecrest.

But, of course, as good federal officers,

you knew, didn't you?

You boys almost got by with it, didn't you?

How sad for you that there is no Mrs. Colecrest.

This is my department, Morton.

HANNON: Roach.

Roach. The professor got away.

( horse whinnies ) He fell down a mine shaft.

( gunshots )

Surround that barn, and don't let 'em get out.

( gunshots )

( gunshot )

( gunshots )

( playing honky-tonk )

How about that, Jim?

They're playin' us out with music.

( gunshot )

Bad music, but music.

I find no comfort in that, Artie.

Artie.

( sparse gunfire )

Wow.

Listen, if the town is built over the mine...

And the professor's in the mine.

Shall we?

No sense letting them know where we've gone.

Right.

Cover me.

( gunshots )

Ready, Jim.

Which one would you like to take?

That one.

Why that one?

Why not that one, Artie?

Good. I didn't think you had a reason.

Where are they?

Well, it would appear that our birds have flown the coop.

Nobody just disappears into thin air.

MAN: Hey, Mr. Roach. Over here.

Well, that's just great.

That means they got away.

And I got a feeling they'll be comin' back,

with lots of law right behind 'em.

On the contrary,

I doubt very strongly that they would run off

knowing that we have Colecrest in our hands,

which we, apparently, no longer do.

How could you let a man in that kind of shape get away?

Oh, now, Roach-- What happened?

Look, Mr. Roach, he didn't exactly get away.

You're contradicting yourself, Hannon.

No, he-he was runnin', see,

and then he stepped on these rotten timbers,

fell down into another tunnel.

Another level?

Was Colecrest hurt?

I don't know.

I don't know, he--

Look, he looked pretty bad.

He was bleedin', knocked out.

Another level.

Perhaps the day is not lost after all.

Shall we go and rescue the good professor?

( suspenseful theme playing )

( man moans )

This must be Colecrest.

Artie, we're gonna have to move him.

They'll be back for him soon.

Yeah.

Can you handle him? Yeah, I got him.

Thanks, Artie.

( dramatic theme playing )

( suspenseful theme playing )

I wonder what Colecrest could have found that was

important enough to bring down a whole pack of guns.

Artie, you think he really could have found gold?

Oh, no, I don't think it was that.

Everything I've read about the place-- It's coal country.

The two never go together.

( dramatic theme playing )

ROACH: It's empty.

Yes, so it would seem.

Yeah, but he couldn't move. He was hurt bad.

A puzzle, Mr. Roach.

If we are to trust Mr. Hannon there,

how is it possible that a man who was injured so badly

that he couldn't move,

has suddenly disappeared?

ROACH: What are you getting at?

What I'm getting at is the fact

that if Colecrest was so hurt that he couldn't move,

someone must have moved him.

ROACH: The federal men.

MORTON: Yes, that's my guess.

Somehow they got down here ahead of us

and have carried the good professor away.

Yeah, but where?

Since even they haven't had time

to get him back out of the mine,

I would obviously assume that he's still down there someplace.

I suggest that you get your men together,

institute a search,

and I think that we can, uh, trust Mr. Hannon here

to guard this yawning cavity

and to keep anyone from getting out.

Oh, sure you can. I-I can do it, Roach.

You better.

( moans gently )

Respiration's shallow,

pulse rapid and weak,

skin cold and clammy,

eyes out of focus.

I tell you, Jim, it's all the classic symptoms

of a brain concussion.

If we don't get him to a doctor soon, we're--

Artie, I remember where there is a doctor.

Wait a minute-- That doctor's house we passed

on the way over here through the cedar grove.

Right, and since we can't take the patient to the doctor...

I'll bring the doctor to the patient.

Come on.

See you, Artie.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Well?

Well, just in case, one of us should stand watch outside.

Yeah, maybe somebody will sneak up on us from behind.

Well, it won't take brains in there,

just, um, muscle.

And guts.

( neighs )

( action theme playing )

( suspenseful theme playing )

( action theme playing )

Sir?

Lefty?

Come on. Let's go.

Let's get him.

( action theme playing )

( tense theme playing )

West?

Gordon?

I know you're down here.

You don't have a chance.

I've got too many men for you.

( tense action theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

( knocks )

Oh, uh, hello.

May I see the doctor please?

No.

No?

What do you mean, "no"? Why no?

Well, because doctors are only human.

They get sick too. That's why not.

Oh, come in.

Thank you.

I'm sorry, but my father is a very sick man.

I just want to see him for one moment. Please.

You look healthy enough. What's your problem?

It's not for me. I've got a friend some ways from here

who's been badly hurt. No. No traveling.

He's got a fever, medicine to take.

He can't be running around the country.

Who is it, Dooley?

Dooley?

Father, you remember your promise.

Oh, I do. I do.

But can't we at least hear the man out

before we turn him away?

Thank you very much, doctor. My name is Artemus Gordon.

I, uh-- I'm sorry that you're not feeling well,

but I've got a very sick man back there.

My father is a very sick man.

Now, now, Dooley, let's not exaggerate.

It's just a-- Just a touch of intestinal influenza.

That's all. It--

Well, it-it sounds much worse than it is.

I'm not gonna let you go.

( sighs )

I'm sorry, sir,

but I did promise my daughter that I wouldn't step foot

outside the house until I was fit.

All right, sir. Thank you very much.

Uh, is there any other doctor around here

that I might be able to use?

The nearest one is in Paradise City.

Paradise--

That's 28 miles farther on

and then all the way back to Brimstone.

Oh, sir, this man's been in a very bad fall.

He'll die before I can get back there with somebody else.

A fall? Yes, sir.

That can present all kinds of complications.

GORDON: It already has.

He's in a coma.

Breathing shallow, his eyes won't focus.

You're describing a concussion.

I'd better go. No.

Dooley, I am going.

I'll get my bag.

Thank you, doc-- Oh, doctor?

Yes? Before you go,

there's one thing more I think you should know.

There may be some danger involved

in getting to the injured man.

I'm not saying there will be, but it's possible.

Did you think that would matter?

Beautiful, wasn't she?

Yes.

Your mother?

Yes.

She was a wonderful woman.

Miss Sloane,

if it weren't critical, I would never have pressed your father.

Believe me.

Well, I knew he was gonna go.

He always goes.

Would you have him any different?

Well, I don't have any choice, do I?

But it just doesn't seem fair.

He's sick, and tired.

He's tired.

But nobody every worries about the doctor, do they?

I wonder why.

I don't know, maybe it just goes

with the diploma and the black bag.

( carriage leaving )

Father, you forgot your--

--medicine.

( tense theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

( tense theme playing )

( clattering )

Stand to, soldier.

Breakin' and enterin' government stores depot in time of war,

as proscribed in Army regulations,

summary execution.

Keep your rifle steady on him, sergeant.

In the presence of superior forces,

I surrender, captain.

Captain Lyman Butler, sir,

leader of the First Virginia Cavalry,

now detached on an assignment of highest importance.

Able-bodied young man like you...

Why aren't you in uniform?

Oh, well, I, uh-- I was in uniform, sir.

Wounded, is that it?

Yes, sir, that was it. I was, um, wounded.

Wounded and mustered out.

There's no dishonor in that, boy.

Tell me, how's it shapin' up at Five Forks?

Oh, you mean the Battle of Five Forks?

There will be a battle there, all right.

You mark my word.

You don't know how it's gonna turn out?

How all this...

Armageddon will turn out?

No, sir, but I'd like to know how it's gonna turn out.

There.

Right there at Five Forks.

That's where we're gonna break the back

of Sheridan and his bluecoats.

And after that, the big one.

Pullin' all these reserves out of Petersburg,

and out of Richmond.

The ol' Gray Fox is gonna roll back Grant's line

in one mighty flanking maneuver,

and end this war once and for all.

Right there.

I don't have my glasses, boy.

Where do my calculations make that come out to?

It's in Virginia, sir, at a place called Appomattox.

Appomattox.

You've served your country, young man.

You know the sacrifices men can be called on

to make in her name.

I'm gonna release you.

Can I trust you to take a message?

Yes, sir. To, uh--? To whom?

To General Lee.

It's not for me. You understand that?

It's for my men.

We've been here such a long time.

I don't know the last time the sergeant saw his family.

I know they miss him.

Tell General Lee that his shipment is still intact.

Tell him Captain Lyman Butler is still on guard.

He'll understand that it's my men. It's my men.

They-they've been here such a long time.

Yes, sir. Why don't you--? Why don't you accompany me, sir?

This is my command.

I can't leave my men.

Look, you go, quickly.

Quickly.

( tense theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

I'm gonna have to leave you for a few minutes, doc.

After I do, those men at the front of the barn

will leave too.

When they do,

you'll go in through the side door, quietly.

I think I'm beginning to enjoy this, Mr. Gordon.

Fine. Try to keep it that way.

ROACH: Well, what do you want?

N-nothing.

I was just tryin' to find out what was happening.

Nothing is happening, my dear Mr. Hannon.

We are merely sitting here trying to figure out

a nice, safe way to beard the lions

that await us below.

What does that mean?

It means-- You poor clod.

--that had you not been run out of the caves,

we might be sitting here talking

to our old friend Colecrest,

at this very moment.

Well, I'll tell you what I'm gonna do.

Next time, I'm gonna let you go down there,

just to see what you can do.

As a last resort, I may have to.

( woman giggles )

( giggling continues )

( whispering ): Doc.

How did it go?

Artie, there have been some strange things

happening around here.

So strange I doubt if you'd believe them.

Well...

I think it's about time we had a little talk

with the occupants of the mine.

Do you really think your fancy talk's

gonna do any good?

HANNON: Hey, hey, someone's comin'.

Can you tell me where I can find Dr. Sloane?

He must have just arrived with a-a Mr. Gordon.

They came to treat a man who is unconscious.

Unconscious? That means he hasn't been able

to tell them anything.

It also means they found another way out.

Yes, but obviously, if they had to bring a doctor in here,

Colecrest is too injured to take out.

So? But, wh--? So.

If Colecrest should die before he can tell them the secret,

all that means is that we have to outwait them,

then we can go in and find it ourselves.

Yeah, but they already got that doctor to him.

Where? Don't worry.

I'll take care of the doctor.

You boys, tear this town apart.

Find the other way out of that mine.

DOOLEY: Now, wait a minute. I don't understand.

Where's my father? He needs his medicine.

Just come with me, my dear.

We'll take you to him.

( ominous theme playing )

Butler...Butler...

There was a Captain Butler that headed up

a relief detachment for General Lee,

but it wasn't armaments he was carrying.

( moans )

He's responding.

How soon before he'll be able to talk?

MORTON: Is there a doctor down there?

By the name of Sloane?

Because if there is,

there's someone up here by the name of Dooley

who's exceedingly anxious to see him.

Hold it.

Dooley's his daughter.

MORTON: Doctor? Can you hear me?

You don't have much time, doc.

What do you want?

Ah, Mr. West.

How good to hear your voice again.

In answer to your question,

we want the doctor up here.

And we want him right now.

What if he doesn't come up?

( laughs )

If you could see the expression

on Mr. Roach's face,

I don't think you'd ask that question.

Doctor, I'll leave it up to you.

If you value Professor Colecrest's life

more than you value your daughter's,

stay down there.

I will give you exactly five minutes

to come up out of the mine.

Otherwise...

( somber theme playing )

Daddy. Oh.

Now, now, now, Dooley,

everything's all right.

( whispering ): Don't give me away. Just follow my lead.

MORTON: Ah, Dr. Sloane.

This West-Gordon pair

are really quite something, aren't they?

Right under my very nose,

they smuggle you in to treat their precious patient.

I know nothing about that.

I'm a doctor, I go where I'm needed.

How very noble of you.

How is your patient?

He's not at all well.

A linear fracture of the skull.

All the morbid trauma typical of parietal concussion--

ROACH: Never mind that.

Will he live?

If I'd had an opportunity to operate, perhaps,

but since you interrupted me, no.

Excellent.

You see, Dr. Sloane,

Professor Colecrest has some information

that I want very badly.

Now, if he dies, I can search it out for myself.

But it is important

that I have that information,

and no one else.

If he dies, you die,

and your very charming daughter dies.

And, uh,

very shortly too.

( tense theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

They're all yours.

How long have you had Hanson's jaundice?

W-what?

It's none of my business.

You probably have a doctor of your own.

Have the night palpitations and the sweating started yet?

The deep, sharp pain won't come until later, of course.

Jaundice? I? Yes.

You must be out of your mind.

GORDON: Well, perhaps I am,

but I've been an experienced enough doctor

to know a very serious illness when I see one.

I-I-I feel fine.

I've never felt better in my life.

Great Dane, that is the worst possible sign.

W-what do you mean?

The patient never knows when he has jaundice. Never.

That's what makes it so deadly.

He hasn't intelligence enough to recognize the symptoms.

Symptoms?

What--? Wha-what symptoms?

Do you know that the whites of your eyes have started--

Well, it's none of my business.

W-what else? What else, doctor?

Here, I've got a mirror. You can see for yourself.

Hold it right there, doc.

You don't have a gun in there, do you?

( chuckles ): No.

Maybe I'd better look for myself.

Lock that guy upstairs.

( action theme playing )

Artie, you fight pretty good for an old doctor.

COLECREST: No, it wasn't just arms that Butler was carrying

when his detachment was bushwhacked by the raiders.

Then Morton was one of his raiders.

That's right, and he's been searching

for Butler's hiding place ever since.

But why, Professor Colecrest?

I stumbled upon the why

shortly before Morton and his men finally showed up.

If you will slip that map aside, please.

( mischievous theme playing ) It opens up. Thank you.

It's a king's ransom.

Yes, raised in a last-ditch effort

to save the Confederacy.

And only someone as highly placed as Morton

could have found out about the gold and silver

raised by the Confederacy, and that Butler's detachment

was carrying it to Jefferson Davis.

Somehow Morton and his men missed this.

Yes.

The bushwhacking was brilliant, deadly.

And yet Butler, badly wounded,

with a couple of his men, managed to escape.

And with the treasure to boot.

Is it any wonder that he's mad?

Hiding out here...

The sergeant, his only companion, finally dying,

and leaving Butler alone in these caves all this time.

Morton never stopped searching

for the money that slipped through his fingers.

And poor, half-mad Butler never stopped dreaming

that one day, officially,

he would be relieved of this crushing burden.

Stand to, the lot of you.

Breakin' and enterin' government stores depot in time of war,

as proscribed and set forth by Army regulation--

GORDON: Captain Butler.

General Lee.

GORDON: In the name of the Army of Northern Virginia,

and the Confederate States of America,

I hereby accept transfer

of your supplies.

And with it,

relief of your assignment

and a special commendation, captain,

to be entered upon your record.

For selfless devotion to duty,

for notable skill in the execution

of a difficult and perilous mission,

and above all,

for an unflagging courage,

that never once faltered.

Well done, captain.

( triumphant theme playing )

( relaxed theme playing )

Hey, Artie.

I just left Professor Colecrest,

and he tells me that Captain Butler

is comin' along real well.

That's good. What is this, Artie?

Some kind of war game? GORDON: No, no, no.

I got to thinking about that map

that Butler kept and the plan he had for the big battle.

So? Well, it occurred to me

that if the Confederates had broken through at Five Forks--

Right?

--and if Grant had pulled

the reserves out of Richmond,

and then they had managed to outflank Grant at Petersburg--

Artie.

He was very mixed up.

Yeah, but if the South had been able

to implement his plan,

we could have all been whistling "Dixie."

( whistling "Dixie" )

( whistling "Dixie" )

( upbeat theme playing )

( upbeat Western theme playing )