All language subtitles for Tales of Wells Fargo - 2x35 - Scapegoat

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NARRATOR: Tales of Wells Fargo.

JIM: Charley Dormer
was one of Wells Fargo's best.

He'd been with the company
for eight years

and had never lost
a payload until now.

Sheriff Eaton?
That's right.

I'm Jim Hardie,
special investigator

for Wells Fargo.
Yes. I got your wire.

Really not much use
of you to come.

How's that?

Sit down.

It's cut-and-dried
as far as I'm concerned.

Clyde Bender's the man
you're looking for.

Of course I can't prove it,
but he's the one

that killed Charley Dormer.

You know him?
I should.

I sent him to Marysville prison.

Well, then you can see my point.

You could take Black Jack
and Cherokee Bill,

roll them into one ball
and you got Clyde Bender.

You mean had.

He served his time.

I understand
he spent it learning

to become a schoolteacher.

Clyde Bender, a schoolteacher?

That's ridiculous.

Is it?

It's hard to figure what goes on

inside a man's mind.

Maybe he figured
if he could teach kids

to be what he wasn't

might make up
for some of the wrong things

that he's done in his life.

He wasn't even carrying a gun

the last time I saw him.

He don't now...
Not so folks can see.

Where is he?
I'd like to see him.

The schoolhouse
at the other end of town.

I wouldn't want
anybody like Clyde Bender

cramming ideas in my kid's head.

The learning he'd get,
he'd get from me.

I see.

Is there an undertaker here?

I'd like to make some
final arrangements.

Sure thing.

Len Spears is just
down the street.

Furniture's his main line,

but he handles
funerals on the side.

You know, it's kind of too
bad about old Charley.

There wasn't a man in
town that didn't like him.

Except one.

Yes, sir. Something
I can help you with?

Sheriff Eaton tells me you make

funeral arrangements over here.

That's right.
Right back this way, sir.

Right here.

Now, we have three
kinds of funerals.

Step in here, if you will.

Forty dollars...

seventy-five dollars...

and the real deluxe, $100 one.

Now, this is a
real beauty... dignified,

but not showy,
if you know what I mean.

All right.

I'll take this
hundred dollar one.

Send the bill over to

Wells Fargo at Fort Smith.

Are you with Wells Fargo?

Yes.
Detective, huh?

Something like that.
I'm a special investigator.

Services will be held Sunday.

That way, most folks
will be there.

Is that all right with you?

Be fine. I think
that's the way

Charley would want it.

Real fond of him, wasn't you?

I think everybody
was that knew him.

He used to come over
here to the store,

he'd stick his head
in the door there

and he'd yell out, "Hey, Len!

Hey, Len, save me one
of them there $100 boxes!

Then he's laugh, nearly
shake down the store.

Sounds like him, all right.

Is there a preacher,
anybody around town

that could say a few
nice words about him?

Well, the circuit preacher
won't be around

for quite a spell, but I'll talk

to Clyde Bender about it.

He's got a real
nice way with words.

That's him ringing
the school bell now.

Clarence? Clarence?

Bye, Dad!
Bye, son.

That boy likes school better
than any kid I ever saw.

Never did before
Clyde Bender come here.

Beats all the way
that man's got with kids.

Some don't care
whether the kids get

the value of learning or not.

I do.

No matter what's
said about Clyde

and his holdup business,

give him a decent chance, huh?

When I rode into
this town, Mr. Spears,

I felt a lot of eyes on my back.

Between you and the sheriff,

I imagine before long,
they're gonna know

who I am and why I'm here.

While you're talking,
you tell him this,

as far as I'm concerned,
Clyde Bender

is as innocent as
any man in this town.

That's all I meant.

And when I find
the man that did it,

you can save him
a forty dollar box.

He might need it.

Hey, heading the wrong away,
ain't ya, sonny?

Sound of the school bell,
the school's sitting

on that end of town.

My pa won't let me go to school,

so I ain't... I mean,

I'm not going anywhere
in particular.

Now, ain't that
a fine thing to say?

Young man like yourself,
your whole life ahead

of you saying you got no
place to go in particular.

Who is your pa?
His name's Tiles.

He runs the livery stable.

Mine's Stan.

Of course, he's not my real pa.

I'm a town boy.

Well, it seems to me that

being a ward of the town,

you could have picked
whoever you wanted.

How come you choose him?

He's the only one who'd take me.

Most folks here about
got more family

than they can handle.

I'd sure like to get
me an education.

You just keep thinking
that way and you will.

Hasn't stopped Abe Lincoln.

See you later, boy.

And then we'd talk a
little later on, huh?

Yes, sir.

You take that back!
That's enough.

That's enough of that.

I said that's enough.

You take that back or
so help me I'll kill you!

Now, listen,
no amount of name calling

is cause for that kind of talk.

Besides which, violence
is never the end

of an argument.

Now tell me what happened.

He said you wasn't
fit for teaching.

Sometimes I wonder
about that myself.

Well, I just repeated
what my pa said.

I'll have to have a talk
with your father.

Now you two shake hands.

Come on.

This is an end to it.

Come on.

Hello, Jim.
Hello, Clyde.

Heard you're in town.

Are you here
about Charley Dormer?

Yes, I am.

Go on inside
and start your reading.

Mind your manners.

Been too much talk around town,

no need for 'em to hear anymore.

Kind of a new role for you,
isn't it, Clyde?

Playing down violence,
avoiding talk?

I learned.
I learned the hard way maybe,

but I learned.

Whoever killed Charley Dormer

had to know him pretty well.

He had powder burns
on his clothes.

I knew him.

I knew him well.

It's kind of hard to
live down your past, Jim,

but I'm trying.

Some people in town agree
with that, some don't.

It wasn't long ago
I'd have killed a man

for even intimating I was lying.

There's no need for you
to take it that way.

It's a part of my job to ask

unpleasant questions,
you know that.

Now, don't ride me, Jim.

You sent me up once
and I deserved it.

But now I'm trying
to build a new life,

one with meaning and purpose.

I'm not gonna
let anything spoil it.

I hope nothing does.

The West is a big place,

it's gonna do a lot of growing,
gonna be a call for

a lot of school teachers
in the future.

Maybe this will convince you.

The first teaching
job I had over

at a place called Blackton.

You know it?
Been there.

There's a man over there...

At least he walked
on his two legs...

He said,
"Go get your guns."

Then he kicked me right
out in the middle

of the street where
everybody could see.

Every time he met me
after that, he'd kick me.

Three days it happened.

Till you finally got your gun?

No.

I crawled out of town

in the middle of the night.

I've been here two,
three months now.

Len Spears,
head of the school board,

he wants me here.

I like it that way.

Nothing's gonna make me
run anymore, Jim.

I hope it won't be necessary.

Good boy.

You ain't gonna get
done that way, boy...

What you got there?

N-Nothing, sir.

Don't add a lie to your wrong.

Mr. Bender
loaned it to me.

I told you to stay
away from Bender.

You've got to learn
to mind, boy.

You've made your point, Tiles.

You got no call interfering.

The boy is my charge
and he's got to learn.

What are you teaching
him now? To hate?

Let go of my arm.
I ain't no match for you.

He's not exactly
in your class either.

He'll do as I say.

Maybe, but you're not
gonna beat him into it,

not while I'm around.

Now put that belt back around

your belly where it belongs.

You've had your say,
now I'll have mine.

You stay away from the boy.

With me teaching him,
he may not wind up

talking fancy,
but he won't wind up

dangling at the end
of a rope neither.

CLYDE: Tiles, you're a
sanctimonious psalm singer.

Living by the Good Book
wouldn't have hurt you none.

Seems to me that Good Book

says you ought to forgive those
who trespass against you,

or maybe you just use the
parts that suit your purpose.

It suits me now to tell you
to get out of here

and leave us alone.

Son, you keep right
on with your reading.

You want another book,
you come to me.

We'll see what Sheriff Eaton
has to say about that.

I'd say you're not thinking
much of Stan's future, Hank.

Schooling's gonna count more
than ever in the coming years.

Depends on who's doing the
schooling, is that right, Hank?

That's what I say.

A man don't change,

leastwise not Bender's kind.

If you want a man to change,
you've got to give him a chance.

HANK: Don't talk
to me about chances.

I know the breed,

had a brother just like him.

Fighting and killing
was second nature to him.

You're kind of long on
giving Bender a chance,

aren't you, Hardie?

If I had my say-so,
I'd have torn the truth

out of him long ago.

What is the truth, Eaton?

Clyde Bender killed
Charley Dormer.

I'll stake my life on it.

You might be doing just that.

He can roll out of bed

fast than you can draw a gun.

Tiles, you think I
killed Charley Dormer?

I don't mind telling you
to your face.

A wolf never changes his ways,

and you're a lobo,

a man-killing lobo,
Clyde Bender.

And what about you, Len?

You've always been
a fair-thinking man.

How do you feel about it?

Well...

I don't honestly know, Clyde.

Eaton, why are you
doing this to me?

Doing what?

Look, all I ever asked
of this town is a chance,

a chance to start from scratch.

And a good cover-up?

I know your kind.

Are you so sure of yourself
that you can judge me?

Sure enough to say what I think.

Even though there's a chance
you may be wrong?

I'm not, but you can figure
it out for yourselves.

It's plain enough.

You think any man with
as many notches on his gun

as Clyde Bender is worried
about having another one?

He's been living here,
pretending to go straight,

and all the time, he's just
waiting for his chance.

Well, he got it.

Clyde Bender
killed Charley Dormer

without even batting an eye.

That's not true and you know it.

Are you calling me a liar?

He's not carrying a gun, Eaton.

That's a mistake
I won't make again.

Evening, Sheriff.

You ought to be
through by now, son.

Just about.

What's this?

History of the New West.

Where'd this come from?

I've got to take it
back to Mr. Bender.

That'll be all
for the night, son.

I haven't finished
the cell-block.

Well, it don't look
like we're gonna have

any company for a while,

so you just put the broom away.

Yes, sir.

Thanks for letting me
off early, Sheriff.

I'll give her a real
going-over tomorrow.

Say, aren't you forgetting
something, son?

Oh, yeah. Thanks.

I thought we'd said
everything there was to say.

Why don't you get that
chip off your shoulder?

I'm trying to help you.

Whatever it is
you're looking for,

you won't find it here.

I know peeking's not very nice.

Sometimes in my business
it becomes necessary.

I saw you a minute ago
through the window.

I have a full pardon.

There's no law says
I can't have a gun.

No, there isn't. Would
you mind showing it to me?

Funny thing about a gun,

it sometimes takes on

a man's characteristics.

Take this one now,

clean as a whistle.

I keep it that way.
Now get to the point.

I keep telling myself that,

"That's not Clyde's way.
With a gun, he's sure.

He doesn't have to get
so close to a man

that he burns his shirt
when he shoots him.

I told you before I had
nothing to do with this thing.

Why keep whipping a dead dog?

All I want to do
is to be left alone

to run my school.

They're not gonna leave
you alone.

Who?

JIM: The people in this town.

You been talking
to Tiles and Eaton?

It's the squeaky wheel
that gets the grease

and they're doing
all the squeaking.

Maybe it'd be a good idea
if you did move on, Clyde.

I'm not running away.

As long one child shows up
at that school, I'm staying.

Sheriff Eaton's sworn
he'd run you out of town.

What are you gonna do
about that?

Well, that's between
Eaton and me.

Even if it leads to killing?

Man's got to take a stand
someplace.

Well, that would
be all right for some.

Maybe.

But not for you.
You kill one more man

and you're right back
where you started.

I felt good knowing we were
on the same side of the law,

or at least I felt sure we were.

I'd hate to think
of it any other way.

Well, you can talk till you're
blue in the face, Len Spears,

but I'll have you know, that
boy of mine isn't going back

to that school as long
as Bender's running it.

Teachers ain't easy to come by.

It will mean closing
the school down.

I never did hold
to hiring Bender.

Why not?

Killed his first man
when he was 15,

11 more I know of,

and more than likely
some I don't.

They all came looking for him.

He was looking right
at him when they died.

A man can change.

Not Bender.
I know the breed.

The way he looked at me today,
it'd fair shake a man up.

Threatening, that's what he was,

plumb threatening.

Well, why didn't you see me?

I didn't wanna make trouble.

If you weren't tearing
a man to pieces,

that would be funny.

Trouble is your
middle name, Pick.

You know what I think?

I think Bender's too good
for this town.

You wanna know what I think?

Not particularly.
Give me a beer.

Well, you're gonna listen
anyway.

Bender killed Charley Dormer.

And if you had any sense,
you'd help me tear

that place of his apart
looking for the money,

and I'm betting we'll find it.

Well, I'll take that bet.

We'll go there tomorrow.
Never mind the beer.

And if you get any more ideas,
I'll be in the stable.

Well, I guess I'll ride
out and tell the folks

there'll be no school.

No sense the young'uns walking
all that way for nothing.

Powerful lot of crying
you're doing, boy.

Aren't you up kind of late?

What are you reading here?

I never knew a history book

could be that sad before.

You wanna tell me about it?

If a man was your friend,

if he did something
terrible wrong,

would you tell on him?

Well, I'd say
that depended on how

terrible the wrong really was.

Like killing and robbing?

What are you talking about, boy?

This. A fifty dollar bill,

it was fifty dollar bills
that were taken in the holdup.

Where'd you get this?

It was in the book.

He's been lying all along.

I was on my way back
to Mr. Bender with the book

and the money fell out.

You say you were taking
the book back?

He was always talking
about living right.

I don't see
how he could have done it.

I don't think he did do it.

But the money was in his book.

You say you found
it after you read the book?

Well, then it only
figures that it couldn't

have been in there before.

Someone had to put it in
there after you'd finished.

Did you lay that
book down anywhere?

Well, I went to sweep up over

at the sheriff's office.

That was the only place
I laid it down.

Did anyone come
in while you were there?

Just Sheriff Eaton.

He let me off early
after I told him

I had to take the book back.

Now, you think hard, boy.

Did you leave that room
even for a minute?

Sure I did.

I had to put
the broom away out back.

You just keep listening
to Mr. Bender, boy.

You're not ever
gonna go far wrong.

Yes, sir.

Someday when I have me a boy,

I hope he's a whole
lot like you.

You're dandy.

Incidentally, this is
between me and you, huh?

If you say so,
Mr. Hardie.

Well, I do say so.

You can stop that racket.

There ain't gonna
be no more school.

This is your doin's, Eaton.

Yeah. And it's high time.

Hard for me to believe.

Like I've been telling
you all along.

He's there now, Hardie.

Might as well get it over with.

He'll keep.

Have a drink, I'm buying.

What's the matter?
Haven't you ever seen

a fifty dollar bill before?

Yeah.

Yeah, I've seen a few.

I'll have that drink.

Still wanna search
Clyde Bender's room?

I haven't changed my mind.

Since you're so set
on a search party,

why don't we start
with your office?

You're not making sense.

Hey, what has
he been telling you?

What are you driving at, Hardie?

I think the money that
Wells Fargo was carrying

was too much
of a temptation for you,

and if we search your office,
we'll find it.

Are you saying I killed Charley?

Well, he's a friend of mine.

Mr. Bender's coming up
the street and he...

Don't try anything

if you want this boy alive.

Now, see here, Eaton...
He means it, Tiles.

He's right, Hank.

He's all you got now.

You don't wanna lose him.

Turn around, Eaton,
and turn shooting.

What is it gonna be, Eaton?

Throw that boy aside
and turn around.

It's all right, Stan.
It's all right.

Take him over and lock him
up in his own jail.

When it came right down to it,

I couldn't even draw,

not even to save my own skin.

Like I've always said, Clyde,

it takes a certain type of man

that has to carry a gun.

You're not that type at all.

Mr. Bender,

we're a little
late this morning,

I'll try to do better.

I want you to know we're all

mighty sorry about
the way we acted.

You've already proven that
by entering Stan at school.

I'll bet you not
even Abe Lincoln

has a good teacher as me.

As I.

Come on, Stan,
let's get in school.

Well, Jim, thanks.

JIM: A man with a gun
can be mighty lonely.

Clyde Bender
knew all about that,

he'd been there.

That's all changed now.

How can a man with a room
full of kids

and a heart big enough
for all of them

ever know loneliness?