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What is it, Miguel?

Lopez.

The stage is right behind me.

Antonio, you take the right flank, with me.

Miguel, the left is yours.

All of this trouble for one man?

They are the wishes of Poderio.

I'm getting sick and tired of his wishes.

Sometimes, Poderio talks like a man that has troubles in his head.

Yah, yah!

Miguel! The stage!

My friend, you have just begun your second life.

Be careful if you have dark thoughts of Poderio

when Miguel is around.

The next time, there may not be no life

for you to start over again.

Came off those hills fast as a greased goose.

They had us dead to rights.

And with 20,000 in the box, they only took one letter.

Were you carryin' any special mail?

No, they always tell us when we do.

Ha, one stolen letter,

I don't reckon that'll keep you up nights, Jim.

No, I hope not.

But I've got to check it out, anyway.

I'll go on over there and wire Clarington,

see what information they can give me,

and I'll talk to you later.

That be all, Jeb?

Yeah.

This stuff work?

Work?

Take too much, and you'll end up in knee pants.

Positively will grow hair.

Use it myself.

Hmm,

Bulges the biceps.

Hank Stover used it.

He's dead.

Oh, but his muscles didn't kill him.

His wife did.

Go ahead, take yourself a sample.

This tarantula...

This tarantula juice'd raise a blood blister

on a rawhide boot.

You look younger already!

How many will you take?

Why, Jebediah Gaine,

man of your years trying to get his youth back.

That's like whisperin' in a windstorm.

I don't think I'll take it, Cy.

That old brood mare of mine most likely wouldn't cotton up

to human medicine.

Brood mare?

Come on, let's go look for Mary Gee.

Yeah.

Brood mare?

So this is what you artistes do,

hen scratch on a piece of canvas, huh?

Well, I just figured maybe you might be interested

in buyin' a paintin'.

Paintin'? I seen better than this on the side of a barn.

Ah, forget it.

Now hold on, don't get so uppity there.

How you expect to sell this, if you gonna get so uppity, huh?

Now you shouldn't have done that.

Hey, artiste!

That paintin' you got covered up there,

that somethin' special?

Not for sale.

Well, now, that makes it interestin'.

Let's have a look at it.

Don't let him hit ya, now!

Up here, now!

Well, don't just stand there, do somethin',

before they kill her.

Big coward, why don't you fight like a man?

Well, looks like your trouble's over.

Sheriff said there'd be trouble,

the minute these drovers hit town.

Okay, come on, break it up!

Go on home!

Are you all right, Jeb?

I sure blocked that one.

You sure did.

Come on, let's go. Okay.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm all right.

Thanks to you, for your help.

Thanks, Jim.

Why, I hope they keep 'em in jail for a year.

All he was trying to do was sell some of his paintings,

'cause he needed the money bad.

Trouble seems to be following you around

like an old friend, since you got back home, Mel.

Well, then let's drink to it. You can buy, huh?

I think it's a little early for that, don't you?

Early's just frame of mind,

and in my frame of mind, early ceased to be.

Mel Akins, you're comin' home with us.

Looks to me like you could use a good home-cooked meal.

Now I'm cookin', tonight, at Jim's, for all of us,

and one more plate won't make any difference.

Well, thanks, Ovie, but I'm not lookin' for charity.

Ah, charity!

Why, I'm, I'm interested in them pictures.

I, I might even buy one, if you give me a look,

after we eat.

You come along with us and don't you boys be late.

I'll be on time.

Jim, they just got a reply to that wire on Clarington.

Before that letter was taken from my stage,

somebody was in the Clarington office,

Seemed mighty anxious to locate a man,

tried to get his forwarding address.

What man?

Mel Akins.

Thank you, Charlie.

I'll see ya later.

Every artist has been influenced by someone in his work.

In my case it was Rembrandt,

certainly one of the immortals.

Rembrandt was interested in the inner man,

the complex personality.

And in my own small way,

that's what I've tried to accomplish.

Perhaps you'd prefer something more like this.

Yeah, um, Mary Gee, what do you think of my painting?

Well, I'd like 'em better, maybe,

if you paint in some horses.

Uh, uh, Mr. Akins, you speak of Rembrandt.

I wonder if you've become familiar with any

of the other Dutch painters,

like Hals and Vermeer, for instance?

Why, Miss Tina, I didn't know that you followed the arts.

Oh, yes, yes.

Well, we're not as full of hayseeds as you think.

Why, ya take me.

I've been a lover of that Rembrandt for years.

Oh, Jeb, the only paintin' you ever saw was

over a mirror in a saloon.

That's all you know about it.

Why, once, in Saint Louis, they brought some

of this Rembrandt stuff through.

I spent night and day in there,

just couldn't get enough.

Why, uh, I especially remember the one

called "The Last Judgment,"

was the prettiest thing I ever saw.

Mr. Gaines, "The Last Judgment" was painted

by Michelangelo, not Rembrandt.

Oh, oh, oh, sure.

But I saw it in St. Louis, just the same.

Well, that's unlikely.

You see, Michelangelo painted "The Last Judgment"

as part of the Sistine Chapel in Rome.

Well, I must've copied it down wrong.

I thought so. I thought so.

Well, it's nice to see you paintin' again, Mel.

Thanks for trying, Jim.

Thanks to all of you, but you sense the paintings are bad.

I know they are.

There was a time when I did good things.

Not too long ago, I did something I was quite proud of.

Shortly after I left Gloribee, I,

I was hired to do the portrait of a young lady,

the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.

But there was something more about her than that.

There was a great sadness behind her eyes.

What was wrong with her?

She was being forced to marry a man she hardly knew,

certainly didn't love.

We spent many happy hours together, during the sittings.

Our feelings grew quite deep.

I'd like to think that I captured something about her

that no else could possibly ever have seen.

Oh!

Mr. Akins, it's a beautiful painting.

Tell us about her wedding.

I, uh, I left before it happened.

Why, I seen her in town just a couple

of days before you came home.

Are you sure?

You think a man could forget a face like that?

Was anyone with her?

She was alone. Didn't talk to her.

She stayed around town about a day

and then took the stage.

Where was she going?

Got your interest fired up again, huh, Mel?

Where was she going?

Why, to, to, uh, Rayones,

least, that's where the stage was headed.

Well, I've got to get back to town.

Can you take me in, Jim?

Sure.

I certainly thank you for all your kindness.

Well, you're sure welcome.

Thanks for supper.

Anytime you want a home-cooked meal,

you just let me know, Mel.

Goodbye, Mr. Akins.

- Bye-bye. - Goodbye.

Mel.

Yeah?

One of our stages was held up

and just one letter was taken off of it,

happened right outside of Clarington.

Why tell me?

Our agent in Clarington said there was a man in there,

vitally interested in locating your whereabouts.

Do you have any idea who it could've been?

No.

What about the girl?

Her name is Teresa Cordova.

When her father had the opportunity to contract her

in a marriage to a wealthy and powerful man,

that's what he did.

Well, after what Jeb said inside,

I thought maybe that...

Maybe I'd stolen her away from her wedding?

No.

There's been many times when I wish I had.

Can we go?

Whoa.

Thanks a lot, Jim. Thanks for everything.

It's all right, Mel.

Glad I could be of a little help.

I'm gonna try to find Teresa,

and I'm gonna kill any man that tries

to take her away from me.

That's dangerous talk, Mel.

I soon may be dealing with a dangerous man.

- Who? - Poderio.

It means the power.

Because of my feeling for Teresa,

here's the bonus I got for her portrait.

You said you were gonna kill anyone

who tried to take her away from you, Mel.

Did you ever stop and think that perhaps this Poderio feels exactly the same way?

I'd stay away from him.

Thanks, Jim.

I've come a long way, Señor Akins.

I don't wish to stay in your town longer than necessary.

Where is Teresa?

Why do you think I'd know?

Because she was in love with you.

You were made well-aware of that.

It was not exactly a secret between us.

Leave Teresa alone.

Let her live her own life.

Where is she, Señor Akins?

Do you think I'd tell you even if I knew?

It would be to your good fortune.

Why, I'm not really interested in you.

Only in Teresa, upon whom I wish

to make a certain husbandly impression.

Where is she?

Why don't you forget Teresa?

Oh, I intend to, in time.

And I am sure if you should see her again,

it is doubtful if your memory will pay you such a favor.

Give it some thought, Señor Akins.

For you, there need be no pain.

Where is she?

Miguel.

Mel.

I heard what happened last night.

Who was it?

Poderio.

He's got a real talent.

Why?

He's the one that's been looking for me.

He thought I could tell him where he could find Teresa.

I didn't tell him anything.

Jim, help me with my boots, will ya?

According to the doctor, you're not going anywhere.

Jim, stay out of it.

This only concerns me.

Well, I think you're wrong.

Why?

I got a wire from our agent in Clarington.

He says the man that was asking

for you also mailed you a letter.

I haven't received any letter.

Nor has our office here, so obviously,

that's the letter that was taken off the stage coach.

He wanted my forwarding address.

That's the one way he could get it.

Well, you leave Poderio to us.

We'll take care of him.

I don't care about Poderio.

Well, Wells Fargo does.

And what about Teresa?

Do you think Poderio's gonna let you stop him

from getting her?

I'm gonna try.

Well, you go ahead and try, Jim.

But let me show you something,

a little contribution that Poderio made

to my portrait, last night.

He's a very sentimental man.

He plans to disfigure her so that no one will ever want her.

Hello, Jim.

How are you, Tom?

Where's the sheriff? He get back yet?

Don't expect back for a day or two.

Is there anything I can do for you?

Well, you can make an arrest for me.

Mel Akins told me who it was beat him up,

a man by the name of Poderio.

Well, I know that.

Well, how do you know?

Poderio told me.

Why didn't you arrest him?

Well, he claimed it was self-defense.

Well, who am I to call him a liar?

Besides, he had a witness.

Well, I've got to get him arrested anyway, somehow.

I feel sure he was in on that stage holdup.

I'll hold him if you get some proof, Jim.

Any idea where I can find him?

He's not trying to make himself scarce.

He said he was going over to the blacksmith's

to get a shoe fixed on his horse.

Good.

Thank you, Tom.

Good day.

I'm Jim Hardie, special investigator for Wells Fargo.

And I am Octavio Leandro Rodolfo...

It's a very long name.

To many, I am known as Poderio.

Several days ago, one of our stages was held up

and a letter was taken from it.

The driver gave the description of the man as being

of medium height, dark and a scar on his right cheek.

Does that description fit anyone you know?

Well, that's hardly incriminating evidence.

I'll have to ask you to stay over until tonight,

when the driver makes his return run

and makes further identification.

It won't be necessary

for the driver to make identification.

Miguel took that letter, at my instruction.

In that case, I'll have to ask you both to stay.

Is one letter so important, Señor?

The important thing is that you held up one of our stages.

Justice, in payment for a lost love.

What do you know about love?

I know love is something not to be wasted on a man like you.

You'll never get near her again.

Step aside, Señor Hardie.

Miguel, Miguel!

Miguel cannot speak, but for me his feeling run deep.

He has been with me for a very long time.

A man takes much pride in those things

which are close to him.

I am looking for my intended bride.

My only interest

in this little rabbit is I am sure he knows where she is.

Leave Teresa alone.

Senior Akins, I know your kind, a mile away,

with your skin burned off, a leach.

I am certain many such as you have fallen

in love with Teresa.

And I may let all of you have her, soon.

You're making a mistake.

I won't be far behind you.

I plan to go with you.

Give Señor Hardie your gun.

It'll be a few days before the circuit judge gets here.

We'll have to hold you till the hearing.

Oh, it will be a quick thing.

After all, I am only looking for what is rightfully mine.

Any man will understand.

Poderio.

You keep this up, I'm gonna kill you.

Uh, Señor Hardie, don't you think

that affairs concerning the heart are a little bit

out of your company's profits?

When you held up that stage in order to find your girl,

that's where you made your first mistake.

That made it my responsibility.

And how much would you be willing to risk

to carry out your responsibility?

Whatever's necessary.

Jim.

He gave up real easy.

He sure did, and any man that gives up that easily deserves to be watched.

He doesn't look too worried.

Well, I am.

I've got to run out to the farm this afternoon,

but he's probably got other men walkin' around somewhere.

That's why he's not worried, so you keep your eyes open.

I'll keep one eye on him,

one eye on that still flank man of his

and one eye on the door... That oughta do it.

I hope you can deputy a little bit better

than you can count.

Good day.

He just left.

He took the road to the south, the one that leads

to Rayones and ends up in the mountains.

All right. Lopez, you will follow him.

Antonio, you will stay.

Si, Patron.

When Atkins leads me to Teresa, shall I...

You will do nothing.

What is to be done to her, I will do.

Si, Patron.

You know, the weather out in

that flat country's gettin' real wholesale.

Reckon I'll go to the saloon and wet down a spell.

Uh, mind if I spring loose my seed catalogs while you go?

Oh, go ahead.

Hey, you!

I remember you!

One of the men held my stage out of Clarington!

Ah!

That was one of 'em, all right.

I remember him real good.

He almost took my watch.

Well, now we know Poderio's got

at least one man out rangin' around

where he can cause trouble.

Anybody see him ride out?

I did.

He took the Rayones road.

Sure is gettin' popular.

I just saw Mel Akins riding out that way, about an hour ago.

All right, Charlie, you get a hold of that sheriff over at Rayones.

Tell him if he sees that girl Teresa wandering around there,

to put her under protective custody.

And then when that judge gets in there,

you hold him here till I get back,

if you have to strap him in a chair.

Where are you going?

I'm going to Rayones.

What's the matter with him?

Oh, uh, que pasa, Miguel?

Oh, he tells me something.

Can't he talk at all?

Oh, he talks, to me.

Oh, okay, he says he is a free spirit.

Uh-huh, he's never been in jail before.

He wants to go back to the rancho,

to live life as he knows it.

Has he been that way long?

Oh, I, uh, I found Miguel many years ago.

Some bandits raided his home,

killed his mother, his father,

left poor little Miguel for dead, see?

Yeah.

Poor fella.

Oh, life is full of misfortunes, Señor, for everyone.

Come on.

Ayuda, Miguel.

You're on your way to Rayones, friend.

I thought it'd be nice if we went together.

All right, all right... For the last time,

Where did she go?

You've got 10 seconds.

Then I'm gonna start shootin' somethin' besides bottles, savvy?

10 seconds!

Uno, dos, tres,

quatro, cinco, seis...

That's enough, Mel.

I knew you'd back me up, Jim.

Not this way I won't.

Teresa was here.

And one of them is gonna tell me where she's gone.

Put the gun away.

Stay out of it, Jim.

You put the gun away or, so help me,

I'll take it away from you.

Who's he?

He doesn't talk much.

He's one of Poderio's men.

You sure?

Sure enough. He was following you.

So Poderio sent him after Teresa, huh?

She was here till a week ago.

That makes him out of luck.

But no one here will tell me where she's gone.

Did it ever occur to you that they might not know?

Oh they know,

but they also know the great Poderio is looking for her,

and that's got 'em scared plenty.

I sent a message to your sheriff, El Jefe.

Where is he?

He has left town.

Well, that's that.

Not to me.

Mel, the fastest way to find this girl is to notify all

of the Wells Fargo offices in this area

to keep a lookout for her.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

I know I'm right.

Now we'll start back as soon as the horses have had a rest.

Meantime, maybe we can get something to eat.

You are welcome here.

I will bring food.

Will you keep an eye on him?

Señor Hardie, be careful with this Rosita.

Her teeth are as sharp as her thorns.

Does a memory wash away like the dirt on your hands?

I recognized you, Rosita,

even with a different name.

And I, you. You have not changed.

Yeah, do you know this man Poderio?

There have been many Poderios in my life.

But this one owns the world.

The world of Rayones, at least.

And everything in it.

The sheriff, he is Miguel's brother.

Oh, I see.

This Teresa whom you seek.

What do you want with her?

If Poderio finds her before I do,

he means to do her a good deal of harm.

I'd like to prevent that if I could.

And the excitable one with you?

He's very much in love with her.

They'd like to be married.

Two blind fools,

no match for a sharp-eyed eagle like Poderio.

Do you know where she is?

This Teresa, she was good to me.

I was sorry for her.

I know what it is to run to...

Do you know where she is, Rosita?

Will you promise to leave Rayones quickly if I tell you?

I promise.

There is a mining town, just above,

in the mountains... Dalby Springs.

Now go!

Thank you.

And now you promise me one thing,

don't you tell anyone else this.

I am sorry, Jim Hardie.

I do not wish to die,

not for you, not for anyone.

The difference, huh?

The difference.

Adios!

Let's go.

- But the food. - There isn't time.

I told you that rose had sharp thorns.

Jim.

This very important message you sent

to El Jefe de Rayones,

unfortunately El Jefe has suddenly been taken ill

with a traveling sickness.

I am going to take Teresa into protective custody for him.

Release Lopez.

You've got to find her, first.

Rosita must know.

And I've got a feeling she will tell me

everything she knows.

I'm sure she will.

A lesson to be learned, Señor Hardie,

never trust a woman.

Lopez, you find Teresa.

We'll wait for you outside of town.

It will be a reunion I'm certain you will want

to see, Señor Akins.

Well, gentlemen, shall we go?

There are questions in your eyes, Señor Hardie.

Just one.

I was wondering why a man who has been

as successful as you and has so much to lose,

why he would gamble everything, just to find this girl.

Success, what is success?

It is the size of the hole it takes to bury a man.

But self-respect,

that's something worth fighting for.

But the girl ran away of her own accord.

What good's it gonna do you to bring her back?

How can I explain it to you?

Oh.

A man has cattle.

Some get away.

But everyone who sees them also sees the brand,

and they know this to be the property of this man.

When I find Teresa, in many years to come,

every man will know to whom she belongs.

No one takes from me, if I do not choose it.

She didn't take anything from you.

She didn't have anything to give you in the first place.

I had heard about her for many months.

The most beautiful woman alive, they said.

And to me, she was that.

I made a contract with her father for her hand,

as in our own country.

I agree to a formal engagement.

Everybody, they say, Poderio will soon take a wife.

From all around, they come for the wedding.

And what is it she gives them?

Something to laugh at!

The girl didn't love you.

Can't you get that through your head?

I don't care who she loved.

She still belongs to me!

Among my people, there is a proverb,

to know one's self is the foundation of knowledge.

I cannot stop thinking about this thing

until I see Teresa again.

Afterwards, Akins can have her, if he still wants her!

Saddle me a horse!

Ah, Miguel, go ahead, go.

Antonio, watch!

Ah!

Do it!

Ah, Miguel.

Go on!

Hah!

Hah!

Great!

Hah.

Hah!

Oh.

It is not often that one finds a man

whose compassion grows larger than his anger.

Unfortunately, I can only show my respect in one way,

by giving you a final warning.

As much as I enjoyed it,

don't try to interfere again.

Antonio, you, uh, you will guard them,

because Lopez will be back in the morning.

You stay with them until then.

Soon, little bird, you will meet Poderio again.

I know you will be very happy.

You must've been very lonely without him.

But he plans to give you something to remember him by.

Get on your feet!

Now get those horses saddled.

No!

Miguel, Miguel!

Miguel.

Miguel, it, it must be done.

It must be done!

It's Miguel. He's going after Teresa!

Miguel!

Mel!

Mel.