All language subtitles for Tales of Wells Fargo-S06E20-Portrait of Teresa

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.