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[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
Hey, Billy, now, don't forget them
keg of nails for Hanson's Livery.
I promised them first thing this morning.
Okay, pa.
[MUSIC CONTINUES]
- Ah, excuse me. - Forget it.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Billy!
Billy, what's wrong with you? Stop it, Billy!
Billy, what are you doin'? Stop it, boy!
I'm gonna kill him!
Hold it, break it up, that's all!
Get outta my way, sheriff!
I said that's all, I'll settle this my way.
I'll take full responsibility for Billy's actions, sheriff.
Well, you can have it while he's cooling off in jail.
I don't know what's the matter with him, sheriff,
he's got the wrong man.
You can explain in my office.
I don't hold court in the street.
Now, both of you, move.
? Oh Shenandoah ?
? You're doomed to wander ?
? On beyond ?
? This land so lonely ?
? Oh Shenandoah ?
? You're doomed to wander ?
? So roam ?
? In search of home ?
? Across this land ?
? So lonely ??
Mr. Shenandoah...
you seem to have a natural way of making enemies.
However, witnesses did say, that Billy started it.
Now, I don't wanna see him get into any more trouble
so I'm gonna keep him locked up until you're on your way.
I'd like to find out why he jumped me
before I go, if you don't mind.
What difference does it make?
You'll be a long way from here
before I let him out.
It could make a big difference to me, sheriff.
All right.
You can talk to him, through the bars.
- Thanks. - Oh, uh...
Pick it up on your way back.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
The sheriff wants me to get outta town,
but before I go, I'd like to know why?
I think you've got me mixed up with somebody else.
I got you mixed up with nobody.
You killed my brother.
I saw you cut him down like he was a stalk a cotton.
I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about.
The war mean anything?
The war?
Look, the war, that was a long time ago.
I'd remember your face for a hundred years.
I saw you comin' outta the smoke
wavin' your fancy sword,
leadin' them blue-bellies over our lines
like they was a bunch of ants.
I ain't never gonna forget that!
Where did it happen?
I just remember me a face.
You said, I was leading the charge.
That means I could be an officer.
Do you remember my rank?
I don't remember anything like that.
It takes brass to be a Yankee, don't it?
Look, this is important to me!
You've got to remember the regiment!
The only thing I gotta do, is to get outta here
and cut you down like you did Johnny.
Look, if it was me, I'm sorry.
Wars happen.
Soldiers kill on both sides
and half the time they don't even know why.
If it was me, I'm sorry.
You leavin' town?
No, not yet.
You don't have to worry, Billy.
You don't have to worry at all.
I'm not having you coming in and outta here
riling up Billy Claymoor, asking a lot a questions.
He's gonna stay locked up until he cools off,
and that's not likely as long as you're around here.
Sheriff, you don't understand
how important this is to me.
Because of what happened between you and his brother?
- That's right. - Well, what did happen?
I don't know. That's why I've gotta talk to him.
Why don't you leave sleeping dogs be?
Billy and Mr. Claymoor don't have much use for you,
and from what I've heard, they've got good reason.
Sheriff...
have you ever heard of a man...
Well...
forgettin' who he is?
Oh, we get a few in here every Saturday.
Yeah, but they remember the next morning.
What are you getting at?
A few months ago I had an accident.
I don't remember anything that happened before that time.
Not even my name.
I might have a wife.
Might even have kids maybe, I don't know.
Well, you tell an interesting story, that's for sure.
Billy Claymoor said, that he saw me
kill his brother during the war.
If I could find out when it happened,
where, I could go to Washington
and search the war records, don't you understand?
I've gotta follow every lead, I don't care how thin it is.
Well, a lotta men came home from the war
with their brains addled but they adjusted.
My brains aren't addled and I'm not trying to adjust.
I'm trying to find out who I am, what I did.
- Well, I wish I could help you. - You can!
Let me talk to Billy Claymoor.
I'm sorry.
You've stirred up nothing but trouble ever since
you came around here. For both of us.
It doesn't take much for a town to start fightin'
that war all over again.
Pretty soon people would start taking sides for and against
the Claymoor's, and you're the cause of it, Shenandoah.
Now, the sooner you leave,
the sooner all of this will be forgotten.
I'm not leaving the town, sheriff,
until I've made sure one way or another.
If you're invitin' me to look for an excuse to run you out.
- That won't be much trouble. - That's up to you.
Sheriff, I got somethin' you'd better see.
Hello, Sam.
I, uh, sent this to Johnson Falls
not more than ten minutes ago.
Oh?
Uh, Sam...
Uh, don't worry about it, it'll be all right.
I'll take care of it. Uh...
Just don't say anything to upset the townspeople, all right?
Oh, sure, sheriff, I understand completely.
Well, this just solves all my problems.
- You ever hear of Quince Logan? - No.
Mr. Henry Claymoor sent him a wire
to get here as soon as possible. Had a big business deal for him.
What has that got to do with me?
Quince Logan's a hired gun.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[SPUR CLINKING]
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[SPUR CLINKING]
[MUSIC CONTINUES]
I'll go and get you some breakfast, Billy.
Sheriff, when am I gonna get outta here?
Well, I'll give it some thought.
Is that Shenandoah still in town?
I'll see if I can get the cafe
to throw a steak in with your eggs.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[MUSIC CONTINUES]
Good mornin', sheriff.
Forget about the niceties.
I think I know why you're in town, Logan.
It sure ain't for homesteadin'.
Are you arrestin' me for somethin'?
No.
But I'm sure lookin' forward to that opportunity.
You remember that.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
Who's there?
Sheriff Hobbs.
Come on in.
Still holding out for a county paid funeral?
I don't know what you're talkin' about.
I take it you haven't looked at the sights
along main street lately.
No, I just got up.
Come here.
Another addition to our sitters and whittlers.
So that's Logan, huh?
You still have time to duck out the back way.
What for?
He'd catch up with me sooner or later anyway.
Well, once you're outside the town limits
that's not my concern.
Yeah, but as long as I'm inside
the town, sheriff, it is your concern.
If Logan's a professional,
he won't do anything with you around.
Optimism comes natural with you, does it?
No. I just got confidence in the man wearing the badge.
You know what, you're spreading my charity
awful thin, Shenandoah.
I got a town to take care of.
Now, you and that killer lock horns,
a stray bullet may hit a voter.
Your warm concern touches me.
I'd give serious consideration to a quick and easy
way outta town, that is, if I were you.
Well, there's one thing we got to be happy about.
Well, what's that?
You're not me.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[SPUR CLINKS]
[MUSIC CONTINUES]
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[SPUR CLINKS]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
What do you want?
What if I told you I came here to ask you for my life?
I don't know what you're talkin' about.
Oh?
How much do you have to pay Logan to kill a man?
A hundred?
Two hundred?
I guess if you hate deep enough it's worth five.
What am I supposed to do?
I lost a son, mister.
Do you ever stare up at the ceilin' night after night
cursin' yourself, 'cause you didn't know
how to teach a 15-year-old boy to even
handle a gun, much less defend himself in a war?
Don't you come here lookin' for sympathy.
We each have our own day of reckonin'.
And you think it's that easy to clean the slate?
That you can get somebody else to do it for you?
I've lived too long with Johnny's memory.
Now, there's a chance to heal the misery.
It's got to be healed, before I can have peace with myself.
But I won't have it on Billy's conscience.
Right or wrong...
violence must be buried with violence.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[SPURS CLINKING]
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[SPURS CLINKING]
[MUSIC CONTINUES]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[BOY] Bang, bang! Bang!
You're dead, Johnny Reb!
The rest of your army too!
Come on, Charlie.
You don't play dead very well.
[SPURS CLINKING]
[SIGHS]
I wish the lid had come off.
This whole town's got its tail tucked in.
Yeah.
Town's awful quiet.
I ain't never seen a town so quiet.
[CLICKS TONGUE] Come on, buy me another drink.
[CHUCKLES]
Now, come on, Mack.
Come on, now! Come on, wipe...
Wipe that Yankee's face in the dirt, go on!
Come on, Cort, you've got him now.
Break that Reb's arm off
and then hit him over the head with it.
Come on, Mack, get that carpetbagger.
Go, go, go, that's it!
Come on, Johnny Reb!
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Give me a rye, will ya?
Come on, Mack, come on! Go ahead, Mack.
Now, you're getting him! Go ahead.
Come on, Reb!
Come on, harder, harder!
[ALL CHEERING]
You Reb cracker's gonna learn a lesson someday.
Now, if there's anybody else
who wants to see who won the civil war,
I'll try them too.
Clint, pick up the winnings
and let's have a drink.
- Bartender... - No taker.
I'm buyin' for everybody who fought with the blue.
Set 'em up.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
There you go, fellas, drink up there.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Hey, you.
You down at the end of the bar.
I hear you killed a few peach pickers back in the war.
[CHUCKLES] Drink is on me, friend.
The war's over, friend, I buy my own.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[MUSIC CONTINUES]
[SPURS CLINKING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Town change your mind?
That's right.
I just found out what happened because of me and it's like
somebody drew a line to the middle of the street,
south on one side, north on the other.
Well, I'm glad you had sense enough not to
force a showdown with Logan.
Well, a gunfight isn't gonna
bring back Claymoor's dead son.
Well, it's not gonna change the disposition
of this town either.
I'd like to talk to Billy again.
I've already talked to him.
Seein' as how you couldn't get him to open up
I thought maybe I could.
He doesn't remember a thing.
He thinks it mighta been in Mississippi about
four months before the south surrendered.
- That's all. - That's all?
Doesn't help you very much, does it?
No, it doesn't help me at all.
Well, thanks for tryin', sheriff.
Hey, but... Wait a minute, where you goin'?
Outside the limits of the town.
I'm about to get tired of wet nursing you, Shenandoah.
You walk across to that livery stable to get
your horse and Logan's bound to spot you.
I don't mind bein' run outta town, sheriff,
but I aim to do my runnin' on a horse.
Well, if you, uh, look around hard enough
you might find one somewhere out back.
Yours?
I'm goin' over to the cafe to get some coffee.
Why don't you just sit around and think it over for awhile?
- Sheriff. - Hmm?
You run a nice jail.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[LOGAN] Goin' somewhere?
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Behind a sheriff's office is kinda dangerous
for a man in your business, isn't it, Logan?
It's takin' longer than I'd planned.
Why didn't you let me have it in the back just now?
I let 'em see it comin'.
Keeps it legal.
[GUNSHOTS]
- What happened? - What's the matter?
[WOMAN] Get a doctor!
Who is he?
Break it up, let me through!
He's dead.
You killed him.
He drew first. It was self-defense.
Well, there's no question in my mind that he got
what was comin' to him.
But there's still laws against murder in this town.
You got a witness to back ya up?
Mr. Claymoor saw what happened.
What about that, Mr. Claymoor?
It was self-defense, sheriff.
You got a horse in the livery stable,
and I got Claymoor's son in jail.
What do you think we oughta do about it?
If I were you, sheriff, I'd let him out.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
? My past remains ?
? Lost in the shadows ?
? Once more I roam ?
? This land so lonely ?
? Oh Shenandoah ?
? You're doomed to wander ?
? So roam ?
? In search of home ?
? Across this land ?
? So lonely ??
[THEME MUSIC]
[ROARS]
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