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Mailman's coming!

Why kill him? There's no need to!

You close his eyes... you close his mouth.

DROP TO DRINK

- John Bascomb? - Right.

I'm Randall.

Nice to meet you. Sam Jarvis, one of our riders.

- Hello, Jarvis. - Didn't take you long to get here.

Sooner you go after a man on the run, the sooner you get home.

This man might not be on the run.

We had another rider killed Monday, the telegram has just arrived.

The mailbox was stolen.

- Same man who killed the other men? - Might be, it's on the same trail.

I'll show you...

The trail runs north,

from Tucson to Flagstaff. There's a mail stop at Tipton.

A mining town.

Both men were killed just South of Tipton.

- Did you get a description? - No, nothing.

Nobody's seen him or even heard a shot.

There must be some signs.

Yeah, footprints, plenty of them: men, mules and moccasins.

Both holdups were on the main trail.

Can't make anything out of signs like that.

Not much to work on.

That's why we want to pay you to do the job.

Let me show you something...

This package contains a 15-carat diamond worth $20,000.

It's addressed to Rufus Teller, Tipton, Arizona.

A miner who struck rich.

Been bragging all over town that the ring was coming.

It cost the rider his life.

It was supposed to go on last week's trip, it got delayed.

I wired Denver

and sent for Sam to deliver it next week.

I want you to patrol the trail ahead of it.

Our company is willing to pay $1000 for that robber, dead or alive.

I might as well tell you, I think it's a waste of money.

I never needed a bounty hunter yet to deliver mail.

Got something against bounty hunters?

I've never met one you could trust.

Then we'd better start all over.

I'm Josh Randall.

A stranger on the trail.

He's got a cut-down carbine on his belt.

A bounty hunter!

What's his name? Randall!

Probably scanning ahead for the rider.

Maybe we ought to fix it so the mailman takes the wrong fork.

Here he comes!

What's he stopping for?

He's checking his bearings!

There goes your diamond. He's turning back!

No, he's not!

You move up on him, I'll keep him pinned down!

Get some water.

There oughta be a canteen on his horse.

Not a gun shot.

Half-way up the mountain.

I'll take that canteen and go after him.

No, Frank, let him go. Bring the mule, get me out of here.

Where to, Tipton? It's the only place we can make without more water.

Go back to the fork, put those signs back.

Not without that diamond!

Not without water either.

You can't live on that mountain. I'm keeping that canteen here.

Throw your gun over, Frank!

Now!

I thought we were partners!

There's only water for one.

I can't ride for more, you can.

You gotta be back to town before everybody knows that rider's lost.

You load up on water and get back.

One question: what's to bring me back?

The diamond.

They're gonna spot the canteen on a rock.

When that rider gets thirsty, he'll come down and I'll finish him.

I don't like it, not at all!

You don't have to like it!

Get on that mule or I'll kill you!

Give me one drink for the road!

Sorry, you'll ride faster thirsty.

Now keep going!

- What happened? - Where's the mail?

The mail won't be coming in tonight.

The rider left his last station on time.

I covered the whole trail, most of it twice.

He's not there. The horse, the mail and the rider just disappeared.

Now you listen, Randall!

My diamond ring was in that mail pouch, worth $20,000.

I've heard that, Teller.

As everybody else within 50 miles, including the mail thief.

But the Express guarantees delivery!

If you're hired, what are you doing here in town?

Because it's got to be reported to the law.

While that thieving mail carrier gets a 50-mile start!

Accusing Sam Jarvis of stealing your diamond?

I never knew a horse or a rider to just disappear off a main trail

unless it was on purpose.

Now you listen, wherever your diamond is,

Sam Jarvis is protecting it, or he's dead.

Sheriff, you mean ain't gonna head up a posse?

Mr. Randall is paid to find that mail, I'm paid to police the town.

My budget don't include deputies.

I'll find somebody to ride out with you.

If I have to pay him myself!

Mr. Randall...

My name's Elder Boone.

I'm leader of the Gospel Wagon Train, we're camped out at Sunday Springs.

Can I have a talk with you?

Glad to know you, Elder.

I'd like to have that talk but I've got a lot to do right now.

It'll only take a moment.

In that stolen mail pouch,

there's something more precious than diamonds.

My congregation has crossed this wild country to settle at Sunday Springs.

We're building a church.

Our bishop has sent us holy water from the River Jordan to dedicate it.

That flask of consecrated water was entrusted to the Express company.

- It was due on this run? - Yes, it was.

We had a telegram.

May God have mercy on that thief.

And may He grant you the will and the strength

to bring that consecrated water home to us.

Elder, I'll do what I can.

Randall, I found you a man!

This is Frank Parish, the smartest mountain goat around.

Next to me.

He's gonna ride with you as my personal representative

to see that you don't disappear along with my diamond and that mail rider.

Do you know this man?

Everybody knows Frank Parish.

He's been prospecting this territory since the Apache days.

Why he knows every trail and ledge.

Since I'm too lame to go, Frank is the best guide you can get.

I've got no call to stop you, I'm leaving in a half-hour.

Fine, I'll be ready.

Beats me, no sign for 30 miles between town and the relay station.

This is the only side trail?

That's right.

Buzzards!

Waiting for something to die.

Horse prints, and they're fresh!

Take cover!

Throw your gun out, there's two of us here!

Come out with your hands up!

Sorry, old friend.

That'll teach you to pull a gun on your partner.

Now where's that diamond?

Frank!

Come here!

Footprints leading from that horse right up here to this steep pitch.

Knowing Jarvis, I figure he took that mail pouch with him.

Steep climb, we can't use the horses.

No, we'll climb. You'd better leave that rifle here.

Why?

It weighs about 15 pounds. If Jarvis is injured,

we're gonna pack him down off that mountain. Too much weight here.

You're taking your gun.

I've dragged this up steep trails. I don't feel dressed without it.

Blood.

He's been wounded, couldn't get very far.

Jarvis!

The mail pouch, he hung onto it!

You remember that too.

Your friend Teller called him a thief.

When you get back to town, you tell him how Jarvis died.

I'll tell him.

- What about the diamond? - I'm looking.

"Rufus Teller, Tipton, Arizona, from Jacks & Co, Jewelers, St Louis"

$20,000 wrapped up in a little paper box.

Let's see!

That ring was handed over sealed up.

That's how we'll give it back to Rufus Taylor.

We'd better bury Jarvis and ride on back to Tipton.

Frank!

Better give it up while I've still got water left.

Water?

You've got water?

Enough to get me back to town.

Randall...

I'm burning up.

Just one swallow.

What is it worth, Frank?

For a drop to drink, would you trade $20,000?

He done it! He done it!

Josh Randall brought back my diamond.

Look at her! Ain't she a beauty?

The Lord heard our prayers and brought you safely home.

Blessed be the Lord. Where is the water?

Right over here.

What's left of it.

It's been opened, there are only a few drops left...

I'm John Bascomb, inspector for Continental Express, Tucson.

You say that you and your congregation

have been praying for Mr. Randall.

- Of course. - The Lord was listening.

That robber left Mr. Randall in the mountain to die of thirst.

He found your flask and it saved his life.

That's real miracle water.

Sent by God to save life.

Those last few drops will doubly consecrate our church.

Mr. Randall, how can we ever...

Mr. Randall?

He figures he's the one who should be thanking you.

He asked me to give you this.

A bank grant for $1000.

Randall's reward for bringing him that diamond.

He risked his life, that's enough...

He just didn't think he'd enjoy spending it.

Without your water, he wouldn't have been here to collect it.

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