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[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[MUSIC CONTINUES]
[NARRATOR] A search for shadows can lead anywhere.
Prairie, desert, booming river town.
Each can hide a secret answer, or an unknown danger
for a man with no name, no memory, no past.
For a man called Shenandoah.
[HORSE GALLOPING]
Which way is the Concordia Hotel?
Concordia? Right over there.
Thank you.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[BELL RINGS]
I'm afraid we have no accommodations available, sir.
Perhaps if you try one of the waterfront hostelries, mister...
Hillman.
Del Hillman.
Del Hill...
Why, uh, I didn't expect you so soon.
Come this way, please.
You'll have to forgive me.
Won't you sit...
What's his name?
What?
Who is it you want me to kill?
- Well, I... - That's why you sent for me?
- Yes, but you make it sound... - His name.
He calls himself Shenandoah now.
- But that's not his... - Shenandoah...
Got a good sound to it.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
? 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 ? ?
He's new to Galveston.
I've seen him twice. He's never seen me.
- I made sure of that. - I'm sure.
When I knew him three years ago he...
I don't want any story...
just 200 dollars.
A 100 now, and 100 after you...
[SIGHS]
He's working down at the wharf. He, uh...
I'll find him.
You know, it's a funny thing.
I can always tell by the price of a man's dying
if the buyer is mad or scared.
When they're scared
they always overpay.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[MAN] It was a great drive.
I don't think you lost a single head.
You know what that drive netted?
I haven't the vaguest idea.
I don't know anything about the cattle business.
Well, you better start paying heed
to things like that, my boy.
One of these days, you'll be taking over.
That'll be the day.
I got no kin to leave it to, you know.
Look, you fill your pipe, I'll get the brandy,
and then you tell me all about it, huh.
[LAUGHS]
You're working late, Crawson.
Good evening, Mr. Narramore.
I've been on the books almost constantly since you left.
Mr. Narramore, I can't find that $15,000.
I never thought you would.
Not in those books you keep.
Sir?
I gave you every chance to put that money back.
Mr. Narramore, I never took any money from you.
You can tell that to Sheriff Potter in the morning.
Sheriff Potter?
Crawson, stealing from me is one thing.
But thinking I'm fool enough not to know it,
that's something else.
Now, you've been dipping into my poke for the last time.
[GROANS]
Crawson...
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[SHENANDOAH] Drew, why don't you take a few weeks off
and come back to Boston with me?
If we don't hurry, men, we'll never make the morning tide.
Hagen, rustle your feathers.
Come on, Hagen, let's go.
What's the matter, Hagen?
I'll be a son of a seagoing rum scutch
if I like taking orders from a land crab, Miss Phil.
Oh, quit complaining, you're earning
your pay for the first time.
Ah.
Appears like that new young fellow worked out pretty good.
He has.
Stow that luggage, will you, Jim?
Never saw you look at a man that way before.
Philomena Bartlett, you're blushing.
[LAUGHS]
Those hides come off at New Orleans.
Lash 'em down on the stern.
How's it going?
Pretty fair.
We'll leave on schedule, or I don't own my own name.
What?
Nothing.
You know, some of the boys don't take to your bossing.
Well, your father's paying me to get a job done,
I'm trying to do it.
You're doing it like it hasn't been done in years.
We're grateful.
- Shenandoah? - Hmm?
Have you made up your mind about father's offer yet?
I've given it a lot of thought, but so far nothing definite.
Not yet.
It's a good life here on the river.
You'd like it.
- I know you would. - I'm sure.
Excuse me.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[SHENANDOAH] Hagen.
It doesn't take five men to move one bale.
And how would you be knowing that?
Jim, you and Steve can handle that easily.
The rest of you go back to the warehouse
and start loading whatever's left.
I'm talking to you, Mr. Hagen.
Hagen, maybe you're steamed up
because you think you should be running this job.
That's your problem.
It's my problem to see that everybody
does the job they're paid for.
Now, I'm telling you, get back to work.
I've had just about enough of this.
So have I. Draw your pay. You're fired.
I've worked for the Bartlett's for two years.
They'll fire me, not you.
Draw your pay, and get off the wharf.
[GRUNTS]
[MEN SHOUTING]
[GROANS]
The way they're mixing it up ma'am,
you might get hurt in there.
[MEN SHOUTING]
Here, get him with this.
Hagen.
I'll split you from gizzard
to Friday morning.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Catch.
That's enough, Hagen. Drop it.
Now, get your pay, and get off the wharf.
The rest of you men, get back to work.
Needless to say, I'm much obliged.
You're welcome.
Tell your father to be careful of Hagen, Miss Phil.
He's a troublemaker.
You're quick.
Slow to kill, though. That's not always good.
With the edge you gave me, I didn't have to kill.
You might not have the edge next time.
You're right. I'll remember that.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[PIANO MUSIC]
[CROWD CHATTER]
[MUSIC CONTINUES]
Good evening.
I couldn't sleep. You mind if I join you?
It's your boat.
Sounds like the crew is having a final fling.
Tide should be ready around 8:00 in the morning.
Hmm.
And it looks like the weather will hold.
Clear to St. Louis this trip.
You're not going with us, are you?
No, I'm not.
Make a little money, you move on?
[CHUCKLES]
Yeah, I guess that's right.
Why?
Ah. Remember, no questions. You promised.
I guess I knew you weren't coming anyway.
That's what I wanted you to think, Phil.
Where are you going?
Mm. Houston.
Then north I guess, into the panhandle.
And then west.
West as far as Denver maybe.
Lots of new towns springing up. New people coming in.
Lots of people to meet.
I was just thinking that almost for the first time,
all of this doesn't, doesn't mean the world to me.
Believe me, there are worse ways to live.
When one is drowning, it's very little consolation
to know that one could be hanging.
Are you drowning?
Yes.
One day, I, I'm a little girl who's...
trying desperately to please her father;
a very lonely father.
And then one day I grew up. And I'm lonely.
And I never learned how to be a woman.
I can't even remember the last time,
last time I wore a dress.
I bet you'd look very nice in a dress.
But that's only a small part of it.
But it's a part I've missed.
It's a part I want now.
In those books I always read, there was
there was nothing about talking.
It was about touch and feeling.
That was all that was needed.
Books only tell you the pretty part, Phil.
It takes a lot more than that, though.
Oh, yes.
It takes someone to see that look
and someone to feel that touch...
Philomena.
You're a lovely girl, but the time is wrong.
It's wrong for you, but it isn't for me.
It's not your fault.
I guess it isn't even mine.
It's just the fault of time.
Goodnight.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[GRUNTS]
[INTENSE MUSIC]
[BOTH GRUNT]
[GRUNTS]
[GROANS]
[SCREAMS]
You.
Why do you want to kill me?
Just...
a man doing a job.
Somebody hired you?
Who hired you?
Who hired you?
[MAN] What's all the commotion about?
Andy, give me a hand.
I gotta get this man to a doctor.
Get his shoulders.
This man's got to pull through.
The cry of the masses.
I'm a doctor, not a miracle worker.
Somebody hired him to kill me, doctor.
And I've got to find out who it was.
Hand me that strap, please.
Are your enemies so numerous
you don't know who would want you dead?
I don't know who might want me dead, doctor,
because I have amnesia.
Do you understand?
I don't know who I am.
[DOCTOR] I see.
But if you can keep this man alive long enough
for me to talk to him, maybe I can find out.
I can't make any promises.
I don't expect any change before morning.
You can wait in here if you want to.
If he wakes up, you can call me.
I'll be in my room.
I guess you understand now
why I shied away from your questions.
I don't care who or what you were.
It's who you are that matters.
That's easy to say.
That's the second time somebody tried to kill me.
There's got to be a reason.
Maybe I'm a hired gun.
Maybe I'm a thief. Who knows?
You couldn't be any of those things.
- It wouldn't be right. - But you're not sure.
Isn't what I have to offer enough.
Phil...
Tonight you told me that you were drowning.
In my own way, so am I. Don't you understand?
Until I find the answer, I can't look anywhere but back.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
[BOTTLES CLINK]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[MUSIC CONTINUES]
[MUFFLED CRY]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[GUNSHOT]
[INTENSE MUSIC]
[GUNSHOT]
[GROANS]
Phil, who is this man?
You didn't even... remember.
[FOGHORN BLOWS]
[STEAM ENGINE HISSES]
Well, I told you you'd leave on schedule,
and there goes the gang plank.
The tide's just right.
Yeah, it's running very high.
What is it they say about the tide?
"Time and tide wait for no man."
Or woman.
I'm sorry about last night, Shenandoah.
I know how you feel
not knowing and always wondering.
I think maybe you do.
But the answers are out there somewhere, and with...
a little luck, I guess I'll find them.
What'll you do when you find all of them?
Who knows?
I guess the "Galveston Queen"
won't be very hard to find though.
I guess that's why we built it so big.
[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]
? Once more I failed ?
? To learn the answer ?
? Once more I walked ?
? 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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