Original subtitles

(light music)

- [Tom] What's the matter, Mary?

- [Mary] Well, I guess the hitch

on the right side won't stay hitched, Tom.

- [Tom] Ooh, steady girl.

There.

I guess that would say for awhile

as long as we take it easy.

How ya feeling, son?

- Fine, Daddy.

Me and Mitzy are having lots of fun.

- That's a little man.

(parents chuckling)

(man hollering)

Run for it, Mary and don't stop for anything.

(dramatic music)

(guns banging)

(wagon rattling)

(men hollering)

(guns banging)

- [Mary] Quick, Billy, hide in the trunk.

Keep the lid down.

Hurry.

(men hollering)

(guns banging)

(guns banging)

(trunk thumping)

(wagon crashing)

(gun banging)

(men hollering)

(gun banging)

(men hollering)

(guns banging)

(men hollering)

- Well, he's a white man.

And he sure looks like he needs help.

(speaking in foreign language)

(men hollering)

(guns banging)

- Sure saved my life, mister.

- Forget about it, I'm responsibly for a lot of lives.

Were you headed for?

- Well, me and my wife and small boy,

we're heading to the gold fields.

We left the wagon train, looking for a shortcut.

Them Indian surprised us.

I headed looking for help,

I didn't know just where I'd find it

until I ran into you and I'm sure grateful to ya.

- Yeah, maybe you won't feel that way about it

when you find out who we are.

- I'd be grateful to a band of cut throat.

- Yeah, well I'm Pig.

- Pig, the outlaw?

- Yeah.

How do you feel about it now?

- I'd still feel the same way about it.

- Let's go and find out how your wife and kid is.

(gentle music)

- Come on, Mitz.

(wagon rattling)

- [Carson] See anything moving out there, Hank?

- [Hank] I sure do.

- Well, keep going, I'm gonna take a look.

I'll catch up with you.

Well, what are you doing here, all alone?

- Looking for my mom and papa.

- Well, don't you know were they are?

- No, the Indians came and my momma left me in the trunk.

- Indians?

Well, I can't leave you here alone.

Suppose you come along with me, huh?

- Come on, Mitzy, come on.

Come on, Mitz.

Here, Mitz.

Come on.

Come on, Mitz.

Come on, Mitz.

Come on.

Come on, Mitzy.

Come on, come on.

Come on, Mitz.

- Whoa.

Well, where do you suppose he come from, Carson?

- [Carson] That's what I like to know.

- [Hank] Come on, sonny, that a boy.

What are you gonna do with him?

- Let him string along with us (laughs).

Maybe someday I'll run into his Pa and Ma.

Come here, come on, come on, Mitzy.

There we are.

- Well, well, glad to have you with us, sonny.

Giddy-UP!

- Well you can see, your wife and kid's done for.

- Yes.

Yes, and of what's left for me?

- That's the toll of the desert.

You'd better be commin' with us.

It'll help you to forget.

This is no country for a man to be riding alone in.

- Yes.

Sure.

- Where's that boy of yours, Carson?

- You mean my, my Bill?

- Yeah.

- Bill's being doing quite well of late.

Acting as scout and trailblazer for these big herds

of cattle coming up from Texas.

- Well, I'm glad.

You know, he turned out right smart.

- Lucky, I'd say, Carson, picking up a wave,

you didn't know who his father and mother were.

He might've turned out a no good.

- I never had a doubt about that boy

from the minute I laid eyes on him.

He's ambitious.

Spends most of his time reading law books.

- Yeah, when he ain't around seeing my daughter, Jean.

- When he gets through with that herd,

I'm gonna have a badge waiting for him.

- He Yank Town stage-line is growing,

but we're having losses right along.

I have a proposition for you, Carson.

I want that boy to ride as guard

on the coast from Yank Town to Pico Flats.

- Well, that's up the Bill.

- I'm making this proposition for two reasons.

My daughter's kind of smitten with that young man

as long as I'm gonna have him in the family,

I'd like him to know something

about the stagecoach business.

- Well, I'll tell you what you do.

Soon, it's Bill's 21st birthday.

Oh, we may be a few days off, but anyway,

we always have a shindig at the house.

You two gentlemen see Bill and put your proposition to him

and see which one wins.

- Well, if there's a woman in it, that will settle it.

He'll probably end up by owning the stage coach line.

(men laughing)

(cattle mooing)

- Here's where I leave you, partner.

I brought you within 10 miles of Yank Town.

Just keep 'em headed due north.

- Thanks, Carson.

You sure know the short-cuts in this country.

- I aught to, I was raised here.

Well, here's why I got home without riding my horse.

(wagon rattling)

(horse hooves thumping)

(wagon rattling)

Why'd you make me run for it,

didn't you wanna give a fella a lift?

- Well, we're behind time now.

Lost an hour at Pico Flats, waiting for a shipment

of dust from the mine.

- Out on the board?

- Yes, their in that strongbox.

I'm sure glad to have company.

How about your horse?

- Oh, he'll trail behind.

(wagon rattling)

(horse hooves thumping)

- Don't make any mistakes, boys.

- The way you talk, you'd think we made mistakes

on every job we pull.

What's eating you?

- Losing his nerve, I guess.

Getting old is the only way I can figured.

(men chuckling)

(wagon rattling)

- [Henchman] Stick 'em up!

Come on, hold it there.

Reach for the skies.

Hold 'em.

- Just what I was afraid of.

- They haven't got anything yet, have they?

- [Henchman] Stick 'em up there.

(guns banging)

- Come on, get up.

Get in that stage.

Come on, get in there.

Watch him, Tex.

- I've seen a wild cat fight a coyote once,

and you're the nearest thing to a wild cat

I've seen since.

- Well, that's one coyote

that won't hold up the stage again.

- No, when they get through with him at Yank Town, he won't.

(wagon rattling)

- [Bill] Come on out, mister and get acquainted

with the townspeople.

- Who is he and how did you get him?

- Why, they tried to hold us up.

Bill happened to be riding here on the box

and took a chance on getting plucked.

- This fella here, stayed to fight,

the rest of the gang took it on the run.

- I'll take care of you.

See you later, Bill.

Wanna talk to you about being one of my deputies.

- All right, Sheriff.

- What's this I hear, Bill?

- Oh, nothing at all, Mr. Streeter.

A gang tried to hold up the coach.

One of the fellas happened to be a little too close to me

and I fell on him.

- You saved me about $10,000

by not letting those fellas get away with that strongbox.

Now how about coming to work for me steady?

You ought to be settling down, Bill.

The stagecoach business has a better future

than driving cattle up from Texas.

And from what Jean tells me about the ideas you two have,

it seems to me you ought to be getting closer to the family

in a business way.

- Thanks for the offer, Mr. Streeter.

But I think I ought to talk it over with Dad Carson.

You know, he's being mighty fine to me all these years,

ever since he found me out there on the desert.

Even if he was my real father,

I don't think he could've done more for me.

I feel as though I owe him a great deal

and he's had a hanker for me to go back to school

and finished my law course.

Now, mind you, Mr. Streeter, Jean is a fine girl

and we plan on getting married soon.

I won't say I can't be influenced,

I'll think it over for a day or two and let you know.

Coming to the party tonight?

- Yeah.

I wanna talk to you about a job I have to offer you too.

- All right then, see you tonight.

(birds singing)

- Hey, Bill?

Come on up to the office, I wanna talk you.

- All right, Sheriff.

- Sit down, Bill.

I wanna thank you again for what you did for me, Bill.

I want you to be one of my deputies.

I was gonna talk to you about it tonight

but I think I better put the proposition up

to you right now, before Streeter gets to ya

and tries to convince you that you ought

to be driving that Yank Town stage line for him.

- He's already tried that.

I told him I'd think it over for a while.

- Oh.

- You see Mr. Jackson, I've got a lot of plans.

And once I make up my mind, I don't wanna be changing it.

- Well, no matter what your plans are,

your place is right here with me.

- Truth is, Mr. Jackson,

I made a few dollars this last season.

I've being thinking about going back to school.

I'd like to finish my law course before settling down here.

- Gonna be another Abraham Lincoln, huh?

Well let me tell you something, young man,

your place is right here.

Now we need your kind.

This country is depending upon young fellas like yourself

to help clean up this lawlessness

and push the frontiers ahead.

- Certainly, I know all that.

But somebody has to go to Washington and make the laws.

That's what I'm planning to do.

Aiming to study so that I can write laws,

it'll do away with all these lawbreakers.

- Yeah, but making laws right now, isn't helping any.

The only law they know is a six shooter

or a rope around their neck.

- Maybe you're right.

I won't forget what you said.

I'll give it some serious thought.

- All right, Bill, thanks.

(gentle music)

- How are the boys playing, all right?

- Boys play all right.

- The old Joe's site over here.

Doesn't mention one of these parties, does he?

- Joe never misses a shindig.

- By the way, you can be mighty proud of that boy of yours.

He turned out to be everything that you lacking to be.

- You're right, Jackson.

There's only one thing that worries me.

Someday he may find his real father and leave me.

- Never found any trace of his father, hey?

- No, just as I told him.

The locket was the only thing that he had.

Nothing to tell who he was.

Every year we celebrate the day I found him

as his birthday.

- He can be mighty grateful to you, Carson.

Congratulations, Bill, on your birthday.

- Thanks a lot, Mr. Jackson.

- Looking for Jean Streeter and her father?

(Carson chuckling)

They haven't shown up yet.

- They're kind of late?

- Yeah.

- Guess I'll take a look outside.

(Carson chuckling)

- That's a good idea.

Come on, Jackson, come on over and have a smoke.

- Lead the way.

(gleeful music)

(wagon rattling)

- Greetings, Bill.

Happy birthday.

- Thanks, Mr. Streeter.

- And may I add mine to my fathers, Mr. Carson.

- Oh, why the mister?

- Well today's supposed to be your 21st, isn't it?

- So they say.

I may be more than 21, who knows?

- Who cares, my boy, who cares?

(gentle music)

- I have something I wanna ask you, Jean.

Your father wants to give me a job,

riding the stage for him.

- You will, won't you?

- I don't know.

Sheriff Jackson offered me a badge, serving under him.

I've being doing right well, blazing a trail

for the cattlemen from down Texas way.

- Which do you really want to do, Bill?

- Well, I don't know.

I'll tell you the truth, I hadn't even thought about it,

until your dad and the Sheriff made the offer to me today.

I'd plan on going back to school and becoming a lawyer.

Then settling down here and marrying you.

If you'll still have me?

A practice in law'll keep me here with you.

But if I take either one of those other jobs,

I won't be with you much of the time.

You know that Yank Town stagecoach

doesn't stop here any too long.

And between keeping it on schedule

and finding the Indians, I won't be seeing much of ya.

- Good evening, folks. - Come in.

Make yourself at home. - Thanks.

- Say, where's Jean and Bill?

We need 'em to make up this square dance.

- I left 'em outside.

- Yes, well I'll go get 'em.

Bill, Jean?

- Yes?

- We're shy one couple for the square dance.

Come on in.

- Well, I found them.

They'll be in in just a minute.

Everybody better be getting ready now

for a good old-fashioned square dance.

(guests chattering)

- Hello, Ruth. - Hello.

- Jean, will you sing for us?

- Oh, I'd rather not.

- You'll sing for me, won't you, Jean?

- Well.

For you.

,60 Just you and me ,60

,60 And me and you ,60

,60 Just you and I alone ,60

,60 A sky of blue ,60

,60 A nest for two ,60

,60 One we could call our own ,60

,60 You seem to play on my heartstrings ,6O

,60 Melody's sweetest refrain ,60

,60 That things to say ,60

,60 There'll be someday ,60

,60 Just you and I alone ,60

(guests applauding)

(horse hooves thumping)

(waltz music)

(guests applauding)

(horse hooves thumping)

- What are we stopping here for, Collins?

- Must be quite a shindig going on here

from the looks of the horses and music inside.

- Well, there ain't nothing in there for us.

I thought about going down to El dorado

to do a little drinking.

- By going inside we might take a little extra money with us

to pay for our drinking.

We'll look 'em over.

- Jean, if you let Bill go for about three minutes,

and we'll get some fiddles in here.

- Well, I'll help you, if you like?

- Come on.

Some more people arriving just in time to eat.

Come on in, gentlemen.

The more the merrier.

- We don't need any invite, we're in.

Stick 'em up, everybody.

And show out.

Pick up the collection, Mike.

And make it a good one, folks

and I won't be bothering you again.

Well, Mr. Sheriff, so you're here?

We were about to pay you a visit at the jail.

One of my men happens to be there, I believe.

- Well, if he is, he'll stay there.

- You women get on the other side of the room.

Maybe you didn't understand me.

I said I wanted the keys to the jail.

- Give them to him, Jackson.

They just as soon shoot us in cold blood as look at us.

- Come and get 'em.

(keys jingling)

- Well, I hope you know me the next time you see me.

- Button up your lip, young fella.

- I'll talk if I feel like it.

- Well, if I feel it, you won't talk at all.

- You can take anything I've got.

You can take my watch if you want it.

But leave me the locket.

- Oh, I'll leave you nothing.

(man thumping)

- Put up that gun, Carter.

We didn't come here for a killing.

You got a lot of nerve

taking a chance on your life that way.

- I consider a man yellow who uses a gun

to enforce his demands.

- What did he take of yours?

- Nothing but my watch and a little chain

with a locket on it.

- You must like it pretty well

to take a chance on your life that way?

- You wouldn't understand if I explained it to you.

- Give him back his watch and the rest too.

- I know, but I wanna-- - Give it back to him.

- Thanks.

- The first man to follow, wished that he hadn't.

Come on, Mike.

(gun banging)

(horse hooves thumping)

- Jack, keep the people inside.

(horse hooves thumping)

He's done for, Bill.

- Mr. Streeter, you offered me a job today.

Mr. Jackson, you offered me one too.

Well, I made up my mind, which one I want.

I'm going with you with, Sheriff

so that I'll have the authority to go after the man

that killed her best friend I ever had.

- Wise you becoming a deputy under these conditions, Bill.

And it hurts me to think that the things

that I talked to you about this morning,

that it strikes so close to home

to convince you of our need of your kind.

But the thing has happened,

and the only thing that we can do to help the situation

is to bring him in.

- Bill, you're doing the only thing that's open to you.

And if you didn't go with Jackson at this time,

I'd lose my respect for you.

- But why?

Why did they have to kill Dad Carson

to make me see what you've being trying to tell me, Sheriff?

Well, I guess it's too late to be going after 'em tonight.

- Sure would.

We'll see the judge the first thing in the morning

and be on our way.

- They've being on her way before now, Sheriff.

- Yeah, but we've waited this long.

We might as well start this thing off right

by having the law behind us.

- Well, let's start over now.

The judge might be in by the time we got there.

- Well, all right.

And all the way over, I'll pick up a few of the boys.

I've being aching for years to bring

that bunch in dead or alive.

And right, I'd just assume bring 'em in dead.

Is the Judge in?

- Yeah, in his room.

- He's upstairs in his office.

He'll swear you in.

And we'll start one of the biggest manhunts

this section has ever known.

Hi, Judge.

- Well, Sheriff, what's wrong?

- Plenty, Judge.

Joe Carson was killed out on his range.

We got a good look at 'em too.

It was Collins and his gang.

But I need a few more deputies.

Will you swear Bill and the rest of the boys in?

- Gladly.

(horse hooves thumping)

- Hey, what's the idea of going to town now?

- This is our day to visit that bank ain't it?

- We took 'em last month, didn't we?

- Yeah, we're gonna take 'em again this month.

- Raise your right hands, gentlemen.

Do you solemnly swear to uphold the law

and use the power vested in you to the best of your ability?

- [Deputies] I do.

- [Collins] Well, a little red eye won't do us any harm.

- [Henchman] A little?

What we need is a lot.

- You get out of here, Collins.

Sheriffs upstairs in the Judge's room.

I heard about you killing Old Man Carson.

- Yeah, now I'll get young Carson if he buts in.

Set 'em up.

- Oh, man. - Give me a drink.

- We'll start from here.

And by nightfall, I expect to have Collins

and the rest of his gang where they belong.

Come on, boys.

(henchmen chattering)

Collins, we want you.

(gun banging)

(guns banging)

(horse hooves thumping)

Bill?

Not that way.

Let's get our horses.

(horse hooves thumping)

(guns banging)

(horse hooves thumping)

(gun banging)

(horse hooves thumping)

(shotgun banging)

- Are you all right, Bill?

- They haven't gotten me, it was my horse they grazed.

- Just grazed him, that's all.

Lucky, I'd say.

- I was trying to figure out where the hideout is.

- I was just wondering about that over there.

We used to call that the old man and the mountain

when I was a kid.

- I ain't saying they ain't over there,

I don't know, maybe you're right about that.

- [Bill] There's plenty of places to hide.

- Yeah, but we haven't got enough men here.

We'll have to go back to town and got every available man.

And then come out here and try to shack 'em out of it.

- If it's just the same to you, Sheriff,

I'll take a shortcut and head for our ranch.

What if one of your boys mind changing horses with me?

Got some tough going ahead.

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- [Deputy] Sure, Bill, take mine.

- If you're gonna take this shortcut by yourself,

you'd better keep one eye open.

You don't wanna run into anything.

- I'll keep both eyes open.

(horse hooves thumping)

- Horse still, and be quick about it.

Hey, Perez?

- Hello, what do you want?

- We've got a visitor.

You'd better look him over.

Take him back to the camp.

I'm sure the old man will wanna see him.

He likes anything that's got a badge.

- Keep him covered, I'll be right with ya.

- Let me give you a tip, young fella,

don't try anything with Perez.

(horse hooves thumping)

Where'd he go?

- That's what I'd like to know.

(birds singing)

(shotgun banging)

- Who fired that shot?

- I don't know.

- [Henchman] Why, it's must've come from the pass.

- There may have being others with him.

- I'll signal Collins, come and get him.

(gun banging)

- That's the signal.

There must be trouble down there.

You and the boys better get going.

(horse hooves thumping)

- We're going back on the point.

This jasper may have some friends.

- We'll take him in.

Get along, mister.

- How'd he get here?

- I don't know.

From what I saw, it looks like it came down a rope

from off the point.

- Well come on inside, young fella.

We'll see what's gonna happen to you after we talk.

One of the Sheriffs man, huh?

- Yeah, for the time being.

- I'll say it's for the time being.

And it's gonna be short too.

Do you know what do we do with your kind up here?

- Same as we do with your kind down below, I suppose.

- What's your name?

- Bill Carson.

- Well, Mr. Carson,

would you like to send a message to your folks?

- I haven't any folks.

You killed the only father I ever really knew,

when you shot Joe Carson.

But you'll swing for it sooner or later.

- Maybe I will.

But you won't live to see it.

Search him.

(table banging)

(fists slapping)

- Stick 'em up, umbe.

- Hey, One-Eye, come here.

He's a game one, that kid.

The odds don't seem to mean a thing to him.

But I'm thinking if he goes out, he'll know the way back.

You get me?

All right, you know what to do.

- Sure.

- I've seen you before.

- Yes you have.

- Oh yes, I remember you now.

I'll say you've got grit.

Get him a horse.

Put him aboard and turn him loose.

- You're gonna turn him loose?

- Sure.

By the time he gets outta here, we'll be gone.

- Thanks, I didn't think you had it in you.

- Move on.

Get aboard and head for that rock.

And keep moving.

- All right.

(horse hooves clicking)

- Slim pickings.

Two card wheels, knife, watch and locket.

- A locket?

Why it's the locket the kid started the fight

about the other night.

My own son.

And I sent him out to die.

- Well, I wonder what's the matter with him?

- [Henchman] I wonder.

(horse hooves tapping)

(horse hooves thumping)

(shotgun banging)

(horse hooves tapping)

(horse hooves thumping)

- Wait a minute, I wanna tell you something.

- Don't tell me anything and keep your mouth shut.

Because anything you say may be used against you.

- Just a minute now.

I didn't have to come out here and save your life.

There was something I wanted to find out.

You said Joe Carson, wasn't your father.

I took a chance riding out here

just because you reminded me of a boy I once knew.

I thought by doing you a good turn,

I might make amends for some of the mistakes I've made.

- You're lying.

You came out here just to get some information

you thought I might have.

Well, the only thing that I know

that'll do you any good is a rope around your neck.

Whatever you're trying to say doesn't matter.

You're yellow and a killer

and there's only one thing for you.

- You're taking me in?

- Yes, I'm taking you in

and giving you the benefit of a fair trial,

which is more than you deserve.

- But I didn't know that you--

- Come on, get moving before that gang

of yours comes looking for ya.

- I have heard the evidence in this case

and it is the verdict of the jury that you,

Tom Collins be hanged.

- What's the matter, Bill?

Aren't you glad?

- I don't know.

I've had a funny feeling all the time trying him.

I know he was guilty yet I...

Oh, well.

- Just a minute.

I like to talk to young Carson.

- All right.

Oh, Bill?

Come here a minute.

Collins wants to talk to you.

- Don't take it so hard, boy.

L am guilty-

Deserve all that's coming to me

and you'll never know how much more.

It's funny though that you...

You of all people should be the one to bring me

to the end of my rope.

- Why me of all people?

- 'Cause, you're what I once started out to be.

Only I got my trails crossed.

I took the trail that looked like an easy one.

I was wrong.

I see it now.

If I'd have stayed as I started,

things might've being different

and I might've had a son just like you.

All right, I'm sorry about my killing Joe Carson.

If I'd have known he was your father,

I wouldn't have done it.

- He wasn't my father.

But the nearest I'll ever have in this world, I guess.

- Well that's all I've got to say.

Except, oh, Sheriff, do me a favor?

- Why, of course.

- Something in my pocket there for the boy.

Would you give it to him?

- This it?

- Yeah.

Son.

(gentle music)

- I feel as though I've found something and then lost it.

Do you know what I mean, Jean?

- No, I don't. 718 00