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[GROANING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

[GROANS]

You know the kind of town I run.

Now, go on.

Go on about your business.

You, Susie, or Lily Bell, or Julie, or...

Louise, sheriff. I call myself Louise.

I don't care what you call yourself.

I don't wanna see men fighting over you in public.

I don't want to see you around in public.

Why, sure, sheriff.

See you in church.

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

Howdy. Good afternoon, sheriff.

I'm looking for somebody and I thought

maybe you could help direct me.

I noticed, what's the name?

Well, I don't have a name, but, uh,

I got a picture here.

It's the one on the right.

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

Not in this town, mister.

Maybe you better look again, I mean, the picture must be

four or five years old, and with the costumes and all, it...

I know the people in my town.

Pretty woman like this?

It is impossible I wouldn't know if she lives here.

She mean a lot to you?

Yeah, she means an awful lot.

You're 100% sure?

Whoever it was told you thought she might be here,

maybe they meant Colorado Springs.

A lot of people get the towns mixed up.

Well, it's understandable, after all, we're not that far apart,

a five-hour ride maybe on a good, lean horse like yours.

[CHUCKLES] Yeah, he's pretty lean.

Afraid we don't stay in the same place

long enough to put on any weight.

I told you, she isn't here.

Well, guess I might as well be pushing on then.

Yeah, uh, good luck to you.

Thanks very much.

Uh, I could use some.

But then I guess again, we all can.

Not me, mister.

I got all the luck any man needs.

I envy you.

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

[WOMAN] That you, Vernon.

It's me, Marlee.

[MARLEE] Took you this long to stop the trouble?

No, I was talking to a man just off the trail.

- He was looking for someone. - Oh, who?

You, Marlee.

You.

? 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 ? ?

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

[MUSIC CONTINUE]

Sliver of stone worked itself into his hoof.

I'm glad we got it when we did.

Yeah, I'll give it some medicine.

That's, uh, that's Marlee Cole.

- What's her name? - Marlee Cole.

- Does she live here in town? - Oh, yeah.

She's the sheriff's wife. Didn't you know?

- No, I didn't know. - Um...

How well do you know Vern Cole?

Well enough to know I don't know him at all.

Hmm.

Well, he ain't exactly what you would call a friendly man.

So if I was you, I'd just sit right here,

wait for my horse to be taken care of,

then I'd keep on going

just as fast as that horse could take me.

- No, you wouldn't. - No?

- Not if you were me. - Oh.

Uh, hmm.

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

Was the picture taken at a ball?

- Hmm? Ha-ha. - That's right.

Must've been a million years ago

when I was young and pretty.

Marlee, I don't want anything interfering with our life.

- The past, anything! - The pa... Oh, Vernon.

A man coming out of nowhere looking for you.

- Why would he do that? - Well, I don't know.

He said, somebody told him you might be living here.

Who would that be?

Well, I don't know that either.

Who are these people throwing your name around?

One person telling another, Well, who are they?

I don't know. How am I supposed to know that?

You sent him away, didn't you?

You couldn't wait to tell him this was the wrong town.

That's right.

I couldn't wait.

My past wasn't that wild, Vernon.

Marlee...

I never said, it was.

Really was the war, Vernon.

People bein' killed all around me.

Boys my own age, boys I knew.

I've told you this 100 times, haven't I?

I knew I was pretty.

I knew I was young.

My whole generation was bein' cheated.

I was bein' cheated.

None of the fun and the gay times

that I was told were comin' to me.

Ever since I was a little girl,

a pretty little girl.

I was hungry for life, Vernon.

For love.

Marlee.

Marlee, we'll be all right.

Oh.

If only I didn't get so fidgety.

It'll be all right.

It's him.

Do you know him?

No.

[DOOR OPENS]

I'd like to say something straight off, sheriff.

I don't mean you any harm.

Nor your wife.

I don't know why you chose to tell me

the woman in the picture wasn't your wife,

but I have to see her.

I've got to ask her one question.

My wife isn't entirely well.

Partly because...

she has some very bad remembrances

and I don't want you asking her any questions.

I'm sorry to hear she isn't well, but...

there are worse things than bad remembrances.

Like, no remembrances at all.

I have amnesia, sheriff.

I don't know my true name,

hardly anything about myself at all.

But the night this picture was taken, I had a name.

That's why I want to see your wife.

You said, somebody told you the woman in that picture

might be living in this town.

- What's his name? - Her name, sheriff.

She was the widow of a lieutenant

who had somehow crossed my path.

She didn't know my name, but she found this picture

among her husband's effects.

And she vaguely remembered

that the lady, now your wife,

lived here in the town.

That's a pretty fancy story, mister,

one I'm not likely to believe.

I'm sorry, my wife is too tired to see you.

I've got to see her, sheriff.

Mister, I'm not asking you to go. I'm ordering you.

Be reasonable, will ya?

Since I learned this information, I've ridden

400 miles. I've hardly slept or eaten.

You can't expect me to go without grasping at the chance.

I'm telling you to go, now.

And I'm telling you no one is going to stop me

from trying to see your wife.

And I mean no one.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

All right. Ask your question and go.

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

Marlee.

Yes, sweetheart.

Marlee, there's a stranger here he...

He wants to ask you a question.

Good evening, sir.

Good evening, Marlee.

We knew each other a very long time ago.

Oh, really?

I really don't know.

Maybe this photograph will refresh your memory.

Oh, a ball!

A regimental ball.

Blue!

You can't see it in the picture, but my dress was blue.

I do recognize you, sir.

Now, do you remember the name?

Oh, no.

We just had one dance.

I recall that because

that's when this picture was taken.

[CHUCKLES] I recall that

because my beau was so upset.

Oh, he was so angry

that I had my picture taken with someone else.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

Two weeks later, he was killed.

So many of the boys I danced with were killed.

Hmm.

That's why all the dances and the parties were so...

So gay.

So very gay.

It's all right, Marlee.

She doesn't remember your name.

You better go now, mister.

I don't want my wife troubled anymore.

I appreciate the time.

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

No.

It's late.

You better get some rest.

[GIGGLES]

[SIGHS] A ball.

A regimental ball.

My dress was blue, and I was so lovely.

There was lace all around.

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

I've only got a minute.

He might come back to the house anytime.

- What is it, Mrs. Cole? - Vernon does that.

- He comes back all the time. - What is it?

- What do you want? - He has such jealousies.

I didn't want him to hear this,

but I think I can find out your name.

You mean you've remembered it?

Well, no, it might take a little bit of time,

but I-I think I can find that program of the dance.

You mean, my name's written on a dance program?

I've kept all those things, all sorts of things

and pressed flowers and some letters too.

And the dance programs.

All the dance programs.

I look at them. I remember things.

Vernon's out, and I'm alone.

I remember a lot of things.

- Such good times. - I've got to have the program.

I've got to have it.

Such a blunt man.

I recall now you handsome ones

are more often than not very blunt.

Always so sure of yourselves, aren't you?

Your name's there someplace.

You wrote it on my card yourself.

I recall that, because of a little joke

you made about how you ought to have

a pen with a plume, because of the costume

you were wearin', one of the musketeers,

the best lookin' one.

Vernon noticed that, you can be sure.

Such good looks.

Do you think we could arrange

for me to see the card?

Listen, I have a sister in Waynesville.

That's near Colorado Springs.

I'm supposed to visit her. Her husband died.

She's very lonesome.

I'll visit her next Wednesday.

You ride into town, a stranger.

Nobody knows you...

but me.

Don't you think we can meet here?

Next Wednesday.

Waynesville.

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

Vernon, you hungry?

Not especially.

I'll fix something for myself a little later.

[CHUCKLES]

What's the matter, Marlee?

That fellow and his picture upset you?

Him? What kind of a fool do you think I am?

No, it's just my sister in Waynesville all alone.

Well, I decided I'm gonna go visit her on Wednesday.

Oh?

- Why Wednesday? - Why not?

Wednesday's as good a day as any.

Or as bad.

Well, now, what does that mean, sir?

Well, any day that takes you on a trip away from me

is a bad day, Marlee.

Oh, Vernon, you're silly.

[HORSE GALLOPS]

[HORSE SNORTS]

I thought it was understood you were to be on your way.

When I met you yesterday, I told you I meant you no harm.

I mean you none today.

But I need a few more minutes with you and your wife.

Thank you.

The thing that brought me back is that I got to thinking

about the dance we were at.

Fancy dance like that, a costume ball.

It occurred to me that there might have been a dance program.

Oh?

- Maybe. - Oh, I'd say for sure.

Fancy dance like that.

A dance program.

Some girls...

Ladies, too, they hold onto things like that.

You might have the very dance program with my name

written on it, opposite the dance you promised me.

No, I don't think so.

Marlee.

You know you keep those things in there in that box.

It's not in that box, don't you think I thought of that myself?

Goodness, I didn't keep all my dance cards.

Mrs. Cole, would you please look again?

It isn't there.

Vernon, I don't feel good.

I'm sorry.

It's he that's makin' me feel bad.

Anyway, how do we know about those stories he's tellin' us?

Anything he says for that matter.

He didn't have to say anything. I can put it together.

The way you slipped out of the house early this morning,

Your sudden notion to visit

your sister in Waynesville.

I can put it all together.

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

My wife lives partly in a world of fantasy.

I hope for your sake, mister,

she wasn't making it up when she told you

she had your name on her dance program.

I never told you she said that to me.

I know you didn't. You didn't have to.

Mrs. Cole.

In case you overlooked the program,

would you mind looking again, please?

There is a card, written in your own hand.

It was the night of the regimental ball.

You were dressed like one of the musketeers.

I know. I remember.

D'Artagnan.

That's the name you wrote on my card.

D'Artagnan.

D'Artagnan.

Of the two, I think I'll stick with Shenandoah.

Well, good luck to you, mister.

Hmm.

I could use some.

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

Vernon?

It's all right, Marlee.

It's all right.

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC]

? Once more I'd failed ?

? To learn the answer ?

? Once more I walk ?

? 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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