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Man: Hiya, Madge.

See who it is, will ya, son?

Hello, Madge.

Do you know what time it is, Paul?

Or what night it is?

Ohh.

The dance at Four Corners.

I'm sorry, Madge. I forgot all about it.

You can put the blame on me for keeping him late, Madge.

I got behind on a job of work, and, well,

business before pleasure, you know.

Of course, Mr. Bradley.

It's quite all right.

I think Tony Egan won't be too busy to take me.

Now, you just wait a minute.

You're not going anyplace with Tony Egan as long as we're engaged.

Well, it seems to me you're not engaged to anything but your father's shop.

If she's gonna go with Tony, let her.

Always thought she liked Tony better than you anyhow.

Madge.

I said I was sorry.

Madge: Tony!

Tony: Hi, Madge.

Would you take me to the dance at Four Corners?

Sure. Get in.

Paul: You stay away from him.

You're not going anyplace with that rich...

Take your hands off those horses.

I'm telling you, Madge!

Be careful!

Paul!

Madge: Paul!

Madge: Paul!

Paul!

Tony: Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

How you bring him in is not my concern.

You turn him over to me, and you get the $1,000.

Well, what makes you think this man Egan's in Stingray?

He's been seen.

Mind now, I'm not saying that's where you'll find him,

but it's a place to start.

One other question:

How many other bounty hunters

do you figure on putting on this job?

As many as it takes to bring Egan to me.

Whoever brings him in gets the $1,000.

Well, as long as you're gonna go that far with it,

why don't you just put a straight "Wanted" poster and just let it go at that?

For Egan to see and know he's being hunted?

Don't be stupid, Randall.

Well, are you interested?

Mm-hmm.

As long as you got the $1,000.

You let me worry about that.

Take care of yourself.

Bottle's meant to launch a battleship, not horses.

Well, excuse me all to pieces,

but seeing that contraption there,

I mistook you for a battleship.

That's possible.

Just as well you didn't tie into those fellas, Mr. Randall.

With the marshal gone, they've just about got this town treed.

Rye.

Not sayin' they'd have treed you.

Only...

there's not many folks hereabouts who would lift a finger

to help a bounty man.

It's been a spell since you were here last.

Stopping over?

Passing through.

Uh, beggin' your humble pardon, mister.

Now, you look like a nice, friendly fella,

and I was wonderin' if maybe you'd, uh,

settle a little argument for us.

Now, the boys here say that this here is real silver

but, uh, huh!

I say it's a little tin trademark.

Well, you lose.

Let's find out who's a liar, huh?

Do that again, and I'll break your arm.

Hah!

Looks like he's outnumbered.

He's doin' all right.

It seems like somebody oughta give him a hand.

Go ahead.

Unh!

Oh, no, wait.

Aah!

Aah!

All right, that's it.

Thanks.

Oh, you hit hard with that thing.

How good can you shoot with it, friend?

Good enough, friend.

Well, like the man says,

you ask a foolish question...

Can I buy ya a drink?

Some other time.

Sure. No hard feelings.

No hard feelings.

Come on.

I'm thankful for your help.

Don't thank me. I don't want any part of it.

Well, neither did I, but thanks anyway, Mr...

Randall.

Hey, I know that name.

Yeah, you're the bounty hunter.

Look, I've had a long, hard ride, and I'm tired.

Hey, don't get your back up.

I'm sort of an outcast myself.

Name's Tony Egan.

Egan?

You ever been in a town called Spoon Handle?

Well, sure. Born and raised there. Why?

Give me your gun, butt first.

There's $1,000 on your head.

Oh, you gotta be mistaken.

Sorry, my friend.

Who was it that hired you?

Man named Bradley.

Oh, the accident, huh?

That's why he's after me.

Were he and Paul hurt bad?

The old man was pretty bad smashed up,

but, uh, that's not why he wants you.

Then why?

He says you killed his son.

I knew that Paul was hurt bad,

but I didn't know he was dead.

Should've made it your business to find out.

What I don't understand is,

if he is dead, why isn't the law after me?

Look, I don't know anything about that. All I know is

old man Bradley paid me $1,000 to bring you in.

That's what I'm doin'.

You seem to be a dedicated man.

Almost as much as Tate Bradley.

Yeah? How's he so dedicated?

Hate for me, I'd say.

He's got a good reason, you know.

Oh, I won't deny that.

But it goes back a long time before the accident.

I never quite understood why.

Maybe it's because,

well, he always had to work hard for his money.

Now, I inherited mine.

Any man that has to scrimp hates a man that squanders.

And I guess this accident...

well, it's gonna give him a chance to nail me to the wall.

Well, Bradley said it wasn't exactly an accident.

Heh. No, I don't suppose he would.

I already had a reputation for being reckless.

And I was drunk.

Well, just offhand, I'd say that anything he wanted to do...

you had coming.

But, believe me, I didn't know that Paul was dead.

Well, like I said before, you should've made it your business to find out.

I probably would have, sooner or later.

The way it is, it's gonna be sooner.

And somehow, I'm kinda glad to get it over with.

Well, I hope you stick to it, Egan.

Last time I talked to the old man,

he won't be satisfied until you hang.

I just heard you were back at work, Mr. Bradley.

I wanted to welcome you home.

Welcome home to what?

To a shop without a son?

To the headstone on his grave?

To a town that don't even care enough to punish his killer?

Well, he'll be punished.

May cost me everything I've got, but he'll be punished.

You don't really mean that, Mr. Bradley?

I put a bounty on him.

$1,000, dead or alive.

Why?

Tony Egan killed my son.

And I'm gonna see that he pays for it.

Will that bring Paul back, Mr. Bradley?

At least he'll rest easier, knowing that Egan is dead.

No, he won't.

Paul wasn't like you.

Getting Egan won't make him rest easier.

All right, then I'll rest easier.

Witnesses saw what happened that night.

You know Tony won't be punished for an accident.

It wasn't an accident.

And I'll prove that if I have to.

You're hoping that he's not brought back alive.

That's why you put the price on his head.

You want some bounty hunter to kill him for you.

That's it, isn't it?

You've always hated Tony.

Was it because he wasn't like Paul?

I'll tell you why I hated him.

Because you always liked Tony better than Paul.

And Paul was killed looking for you.

And if the only way I can get back at you

is through Tony Egan, that's how it'll be!

You're wrong, Mr. Bradley.

I don't want to hear any more from you!

Boy, outside: Here he comes!

What's going on out there?

It's Tony.

Somebody's brought him back.

Alive?

Get those handcuffs off him.

He's no criminal.

I don't know about that, but I was paid

to bring the man in. That's what I'm doing.

You should've done some checking around

before you took the job.

So far as we're concerned,

the whole thing was an accident.

Old man Bradley's got it in for Tony.

That's why he's making a stink.

None of my business.

It's gonna be, mister.

You've done Tony no favor, bringing him in.

The town isn't pushing any thanks at you.

Now take off those handcuffs.

Yes, sir.

Say, you wouldn't happen to know

if Mr. Bradley's back from that hospital in Abilene, would you?

You'll find him in his shop.

Let's go.

Madge, I'm sorry.

I didn't know about Paul.

You, uh, you coming?

Sam, do you think we'd better go in?

I give you my word, Mr. Bradley,

I didn't even realize...

You call yourself a bounty hunter?!

- Sir? - You should've brought him in dead.

Oh, now, wait a minute, Mr. Bradley.

No, you wait.

You won't get paid until Egan is tried and hung.

But I've been trying to explain...

You shut up!

You killed my son

and left me like this for the rest of my life.

But, Mr. Bradley, it was an accident.

I didn't know.

Then why did you run?

I say it was intentional,

and I'm going to file charges.

Now lock him up.

Oh, come on, Mr. Bradley.

You know you can't make that stand up.

Now look, Hatcher,

I'm a citizen

and a taxpayer in this town.

I'm willing to file a murder charge against Egan.

Now, are you gonna lock him up,

or do I have to go to the state government?

Sorry, Tony.

Now, look, Mr. Bradley,

I understand the way you feel.

But you'd like to get paid.

Yeah.

You'll get paid when Egan hangs.

Well, he's not gonna hang.

I don't care how he dies,

as long as he does.

Look, Mr. Bradley, you're gonna pay me.

And I'm gonna stay here in town till you do.

Sure. Suit yourself, Randall.

But you staying around,

you're liable to end up the same way as Egan.

And that's gonna be dead.

Excuse me.

Hey, uh, I can see you're busy,

but I've got a hungry horse here.

How much for feed and stall by the day?

You're the fella brought Tony Egan in, ain't ya?

Mm-hmm.

And you don't like me, right?

Ah, nobody in this town does.

Especially when he collects on somebody we like.

Well, if it makes you feel any better, I haven't collected yet.

Ah, that don't change things.

If I was you, I wouldn't go past no dark alleys.

Yeah, I'll try and remember that.

How much for the feed and stall?

Ah, we're all filled up.

I asked you a reasonable question.

Horse isn't responsible for who rides him.

Kinda silly to let this horse go hungry for something he can't help.

- Hmm? - W-Well...

Feed and stall is $2.00 a day.

Here's $2.00, and here's the horse.

Howdy.

Whiskey.

Bartender: 65 cents.

And you drink it over in the corner

away from the decent customers.

I, uh...

changed my mind.

Say, uh, let me ask you something, Sheriff.

When you put that badge on, went about and did your job,

did the town pay you?

I guess so.

Why?

Well, Bradley hired me to do a job,

and I'd kinda like to get paid.

Randall.

I'm giving you five hours to ride out.

If you're still here by dark,

I won't be responsible for any action

that could might happen to you.

Well, I'll try not to be too big a target.

Now, look, Mr. Bradley,

I want that money and I want it quick.

I gotta get out of town by 9:00 tonight

or me and that sheriff's gonna go round and round, you know?

That puts you in something of a fix, doesn't it?

Well, I tell you what.

I'll pay you double

if you'll deliver Egan from jail.

That's all. No killing.

Just turn him over to me.

I'll take care of the rest.

I think you're a sick man, Mr. Bradley,

and you need a doctor.

I'll kill you for sayin' that, do you hear?

You'll be a dead man before 9:00!

Ah. Sheriff told me you was leaving

so I figured I'd save time by getting him ready for travel.

Yeah, well, no wonder this town doesn't need a newspaper.

Well, you are leavin', ain't ya?

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess I am, at that.

Not $1,000 in the world

is worth as much trouble as I've been through.

Yeah, come right down to it,

we don't need people like you in this town.

Say, you mind if I ask you something?

Why isn't anybody mad at this Bradley fella?

He's the man that hired me.

None of us are happy about what he did,

but we can understand that.

He'll get what's coming to him at the right time.

Meanwhile, you take my advice and ride out.

And don't stop and turn around on the way, hmm?

Mm-hmm.

That's the only question I ask:

Is it wrong for a father to mourn his son?

Is it unnatural?

A lot of you know the way I feel.

A lot of you have suffered the same way.

You, Ben, when the typhoid took your Joe,

you remember how you felt?

All the... All the sorrow

and the emptiness inside.

The anger at the thing that killed him.

The polluted well.

You destroyed that well, Ben,

so that nobody else's son would ever get typhoid from it.

Now I ask you,

I ask all of you,

are you gonna stand there like statues

or are you gonna help me do

what any of you'd do if you lost a son?

Right in there is the thing that killed my Paul.

Tony Egan.

A worthless killer who struck him down

and left him lying in the dirt.

Left him in the street, dead,

and me a cripple for life.

Are you gonna drag him outta there for me

and hang him?

Are ya?

That'll do, Mr. Bradley.

It's all over, folks.

Go on home.

No! You can't!

I won't be stopped.

I won't!

Take off that belt.

Bradley: Drop it!

You're crazy, Bradley.

Drop it.

I'm warning you, you go through with this, you'll hang.

Cripple or no cripple, you'll hang.

Egan!

Egan!

Show yourself!

You stay there where you are.

Mr. Bradley, please be sensible.

You.

It was always you and Tony.

You're responsible, the both of you.

Now, look, why don't you just settle down, Mr. Bradley?

Out of my way, bounty hunter!

Oh!

Mr. Bradley...

Go... Go away.

Hav... Haven't you done enough to me...

and my family?

Mr. Bradley, I...

I tried to make you understand.

Tony and I were only friends.

I never loved anybody but Paul.

How's the arm?

I'll live.

I know you don't like this town,

but thanks anyhow.

Can't spend gratitude.

You know, I'd still like to get that $1,000.

You asking me to pay it?

Well, now you mention it, not a bad idea.

You know, I almost found myself liking you.

I think you're just too dedicated to money.

No $1,000, huh?

No.

I'll buy you a drink. That's all.

Just one two-bit drink.

They cost 65 cents.

Oh, the price will come down.

Folks in town here, well, they're friends of mine.

Well, uh, let's forget it,

'cause I don't like your friends.