All language subtitles for Wild West Chronicles s04e11 John Wesley Hardin

BAT (VO): There's a reason they
called it the Wild West.

DIXON: John, look out!

[GUNSHOT]

TOWNSPERSON: Hardin just
killed the Sheriff!

GENERAL STEELE: You'll be
partnering with the best

in the state.
- I work better alone.

- It's not a
suggestion, Armstrong.

ARMSTRONG: We need to bust some
heads and get some answers.

DUNCAN: We need more than
brute force on this.

ARMSTRONG: There he is.

HARDIN: Texas Ranger!

[SCREAM]

[GUNSHOT]

[TRAIN WHISTLE]

BAT (VO): I was just a young man

when I first headed west.

In the years that followed, I
became a cowboy, a gunslinger,

and even served as sheriff of
Dodge City

one of the most
lawless towns in the country.

My name is Bat Masterson.

Now I'm a reporter.

And I've come West again to
chronicle

the world that I know best.

These are the incredible true
tales of the Wild West.

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BAT: Delicious.

Thanks again
for your hospitality, John.

Cannot remember the last time I
went hunting.

ARMSTRONG: You can thank me
when

we've bagged you a proper
Texas sized buck.

- That's a handsome pipe, JB.

That a meerschaum?

- You know your pipes.

BAT: I like to know a little
about a lot of things.

I know a certain killer was
smoking one of those on a

Pensacola train back in '77.

- John Wesley Hardin.

- You were the Ranger in
charge of the hunt for the most

notorious killer Texas ever
produced.

You ever going to
tell me about hunting Hardin?

A good campfire deserves
a good story.

- I'll tell you the
true story of what happened

on one condition;

You help me set
the record straight.

- Set the record straight?

ARMSTRONG: No, It's not wrong;

just not complete.

Hardin was the most formidable
foe I ever faced,

I couldn't have
done it alone.

No man could.

Despite being a known murderer

and having the largest bounty
ever recorded,

Hardin wasn't hiding.

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BUD DIXON: John. John!

HARDIN: Howdy, Sheriff.

You here to arrest me?

WEBB: I don't know
who you are, sir.

- Name's John Wesley
Hardin.

Now,

are you here to arrest me?

- Now I know your name, but

I still ain't here to arrest
you.

- Well then,

let me buy
you a drink!

We just won 3,000
dollars betting on the horses

and we're celebrating.

BUD DIXON: John, look out!

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

John, we gotta go.

C'mon man we gotta go. C'mon.

TOWNSPERSON: Hardin just killed
a Sheriff!

Someone get a rope!

ARMSTRONG: Webb was
Sheriff of a nearby county.

He'd come over to collect the
$4,000 bounty on Hardin's head.

He figured killing Hardin would
be as easy as pie.

He was wrong.

BAT: $4,000 bounty.

Billy the Kid only had a $500
bounty on his head.

- That shows you the
measure of Texas resolve:

For anyone willing to
risk their life,

the chance at an early
retirement.

- An early retirement
in more ways than one.

- Money makes
men do stupid things.

- Yeah it was
not very smart.

ARMSTRONG: After that,

he disappeared.

The trail ran cold. But

wasn't too long before

I was called in.

[KNOCKING]

STEELE: Come in!

Sir.

You sent for me?

I did Armstrong.

Come in.

I'm putting you in charge
of the search for John Wesley Hardin.

Honored, sir.

I won't let you down.

STEELE: Well good,

good. You'll be partnering with

the best in the state.

Detective Jack Duncan from the
Dallas P.D.

- Sir...

Duncan's a
good man.

I've worked with him
before but...

I work better alone.
- It's not a suggestion, Armstrong;

it's an order.

Direct from the Governor.

[KNOCKING]

Jack! Come in.

DUNCAN: General.
STEELE: Thanks for joining us.

I believe you know John Barclay
Armstrong.

DUNCAN: Very well. John.

ARMSTRONG: Jack.

DUNCAN: Still carrying that
Ranger issued "Cannon", I see.

ARMSTRONG: You know I'm
not a big talker.

STEELE: Gentlemen.

For three
years our undercover detectives

have scoured the whole of Texas

looking for our man, and have
learned nothing.

Hardin's vanished,

like a ghost.

- Sir. Give me ten
minutes with any one

of Hardin's clan, and I'll beat
the information out of them.

DUNCAN: Uh sir, with all due
respect,

if Hardin's family was
going to talk,

they would have
done it already.

Now I say we start with the
family of Hardin's wife, Jane.

We watch them closely enough,
they will give her whereabouts.

Simply put, if we find Jane; we
will find John Wesley Hardin.

ARMSTRONG: No offense, Jack,
but

we don't have time for that.

Sir, it's just a matter
of time before Hardin murders again.

We need to bust some
heads and get some answers.

STEELE: Armstrong,

"frontier tactics" aren't gonna
catch

a calculating killer.

This is a modern age, and it
requires a modern approach.

Follow up on that lead.

And I probably don't need
to remind you,

but as officers
of the law, you are eligible to receive

that four thousand
dollar reward for his capture.

Now Godspeed with your hunt,
gentlemen,

all of Texas is
counting on you.

ARMSTRONG: I still think it's a
waste of time focusing on Hardin's wife.

- Well,

considering her
father wants to sell his store,

could be our first opportunity
to get close to a relative.

Now,

do I look like a man who
can afford a General Store?

ARMSTRONG: You look
like you drink milk.

DUNCAN: You know what?

As long as it looks like I got
deep pockets,

I can stall long
enough to get some clues

into Hardin's location,
all right?

Now if I find something or if I
get into any trouble,

I'll give
you the signal to come, uh,

"arrest me."

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DUNCAN: Oh, excuse me.

- Howdy.

Can I help you stranger?

DUNCAN: Name's Williams. From
over in Bandera County.

Heard someone in Gonzalez
might be-

might be looking to sell a
General store.

- Sure as shootin'
is! Name's Bowen.

Why don't you have a look
around, see what you think.

- Thank you kindly.
OLD MAN BOWEN: I'll look for the ledgers

so you can take stock.

Must be around here
somewhere.

I thought it was
over here.

I think I must have left it
somewhere else. I'll be right back.

Make yourself comfortable.
DUNCAN: Thank you sir.

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Mr. Bowen.

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"All my love, Jane."

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I got you, you son of a gun.
I got you.

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Armstrong!

Armstrong!
Armstrong!!

OLD MAN BOWEN: I found them,
they were-

What are you doing?

- What're you doin?

DUNCAN: Get out of here! Dang
bird.

Mister, a uh,

big old bird flew in here and I
was trying to shush him out.

- That window was closed before.

DUNCAN: Sir, I've taken too much
of your time.

I'm just gonna be
on my way.

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ARMSTRONG: Are you

Harold R. Williams of Bandera
County?

- I'm Williams.

Who are you?
- Sheriff Hays

of Bear County.

I have a warrant
here for your arrest.

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Horse-thieving!

- That's a dang lie!

- Get your hands up,
you're coming with me.

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Sorry for the trouble.

- I think you took that a
little too far.

Stop, hey, don't-
- Keep moving.

- The letter said
Hardin's hiding in Alabama.

DUNCAN: Uh huh. That's what the
postmark said.

Apparently he and Jane are
hiding under the alias,

Mr. & Mrs. J.H. Swain.

ARMSTRONG: Well, there's one
way to be sure.

I think I need
to pay a visit to Old Man Bowen

and "squeeze" a little more
information out of him.

DUNCAN: No, no. If you go back
there,

Hardin will get word
we're on to him

and he'll make a run for it.

We need more than
brute force on this.

Gotta
outsmart him.

John,

I know you got your own way of
doing things,

trust me.

ARMSTRONG: OK,

alright.

We'll do it your way,

but you better be
right about this.

- It's a good thing for
both of us,

I'm never wrong.

ARMSTRONG: General Steele got
us warrants

when we headed east
to Pollard, Alabama.

Pollard's this small town just

50 miles north of Pensacola,
Florida.

BAT: So you followed Duncan's
lead,

despite having your own
reservations?

- Oh you know how it
was back then, Bat.

I was used to bending the law
when it was needed.

But it was the first
solid lead in three years.

I also figured if Duncan's plan
was wrong,

I had to be there to
rub it in.

[LAUGHTER]

[TRAIN WHISTLE]

[TRAIN CHUGGING]

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ARMSTRONG: Something
on your mind?

- No.

ARMSTRONG: Look,

if we're gonna do this
your way,

you better tell me if
you're having any second thoughts.

DUNCAN: I ain't having second
thoughts.

It's just uh-

what are you gonna do with your
share of the reward?

ARMSTRONG: It's not about the
money.

Now,

are you gonna tell
me what's on your mind?

Or are you trying to shake this
train off its tracks?

DUNCAN: I dunno...

I, uh,

I came from nothing...

I've always had nothin'.

I'm just trying to build a life
I can be proud of.

My

American dream,

I guess.

Takes money to do it, though.

So if it ain't about
the money for you, Armstrong,

what is it?

ARMSTRONG: Nothing as
noble as all that.

DUNCAN: Lieutenant, I told you
what was on my mind.

Why are
you doing all this?

ARMSTRONG: My granddaddy was a
U.S. Congressman.

Old school.

Real nail driver.

He always
said

I'd never amount to much.

I guess

I'm just trying to
prove him wrong.

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ARMSTRONG (VO): We started
asking around about Swain.

Most people didn't know anything
about him.

Then, after a few
days of spinning our wheels,

we found out

the manager of the
local railroad line

regularly played poker with a
fella named Swain.

DUNCAN: So you said you-

you know Swain?

SHIPLEY: Yeah, I know him.

Played poker a few times.

DUNCAN: When was the
last time you played?

SHIPLEY: Heck, I don't know.

Last week?

What's all this about?

DUNCAN: Would you say you
and he are

on good terms?

SHIPLEY: I knew it.

That yellow-bellied sap-sucker!

Is this about that fight?

I didn't start it, I just
finished it.

Swain was three
sheets to the wind,

and when he
started to lose, he just

blew up. Said he was some

famous killer, and that he was
gonna

come back and kill all of us
for cheating him at cards.

DUNCAN: Did he, uh,

happen to say who he was?

SHIPLEY: John Wesley Hardin,

can you believe that?

In Pollard, Alabama!

[LAUGHTER]

DUNCAN: Did, uh,

did he mention where he lived?

SHIPLEY: Yes. But he's not
there. Uh,

he said something
the night of the fight that

he'd be in Pensacola for the
week-

a gambling spree.

DUNCAN: If he is in Pensacola,
this could work to our favor.

If we try to capture him here,
we'll be outnumbered by his whole family.

ARMSTRONG: But if we capture
him down there,

he'd be out of his element.

Isolated.

DUNCAN: Mr. Shipley,

could you find out if Swain
purchased a return ticket to Pollard?

SHIPLEY: Sure. I can wire the
Pensacola station.

Wait,

is Swain John Wesley Hardin?

ARMSTRONG: We believe so.

Will you help us?

- How big is that reward?

BAT: So, Shipley tried to bilk
you for half the reward money?

$2,000 for some information?

ARMSTRONG: I talked him
out of the notion.

- Back to the
Armstrong method?

ARMSTRONG: Ya know,

I wouldn't
have admitted it,

but Duncan's way of doing things

was rubbing off on me.

I talked Shipley into

$300 and my new silver
watch.

- They say you catch more
flies with honey, than you do with vinegar.

ARMSTRONG: Shipley ended up
wiring the Pensacola station

and found out that Hardin
purchased return tickets

for the following afternoon.

He also got us a special
overnight train to Pensacola,

connected us with local law
enforcement,

and even found out which
boarding house Hardin was staying at.

- Sounds like he
earned his $300.

[TRAIN WHISTLE]

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ARMSTRONG: Sheriff.

Gentlemen,

thank you for agreeing to
assist us.

HUTCHINSON: We wouldn't miss a
chance to apprehend a killer

like John Wesley Hardin.

I've played cards with that
scoundrel many times,

and I was shocked when Shipley
told me his true identity.

Now I know
you Texas boys got a plan,

but I say we take Hardin head-on
in the open street.

ARMSTRONG: Now I understand
that notion,

believe me. But
it's too dangerous.

DUNCAN: Our only chance to
catch him off guard

and capture him alive,

is to take him in a
location we control.

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We located Hardin at a hotel
a couple of blocks away.

I've got a man watching him
who's gonna notify us

when he's on his way here.

ARMSTRONG: Sheriff Hutchinson,
I need your men to cover

the train from the station
windows.

If he's able to get off the
train,

Hardin does not leave
here alive.

DUNCAN: Now, Sheriff...

"Swain"
knows you as a friend,

so you'll be able to board
without arousing much suspicion.

Once you're in position behind
him to cut off his escape route,

that is when Armstrong and
myself will board

and we make the arrest.

ARMSTRONG: Once we've got him,
I'll give the signal

to the
conductor to start moving.

With any luck, we should be
half-way back to Texas.

DEPUTY: They're comin'.
DUNCAN: You heard the man, they're comin'.

Let's go. Let's go.
HUTCHINSON: Boys let's go. Let's go.

ARMSTRONG: You ready?

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HUTCHINSON: Well howdy, Swain!

I didn't know you boys were in
town.

Shoulda stopped by for a game!

HARDIN: Sorry Sheriff, we're
just here for the one night.

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- There he is.

End booth.

Left side.

Aisle seat.

- We need to let these people
clear

before we try to take him.

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- Texas Ranger!

[SCUFFLING]

- Clear the train!
Clear the train!

[GUNSHOT]

HARDIN: You carpet-baggin
filth! You'll never take me alive!

DUNCAN: Stay down!

[FIGHTING]

HARDIN: I'd rather die
than get arrested!

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[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

ARMSTRONG: Your plan
worked, Jack.

DUNCAN: Our plan worked.

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BAT (VO): John Wesley Hardin
served 17 years in prison

for the killing of Sheriff
Charlie Webb.

Less than a year after
his release,

he was ambushed and killed

while gambling in El Paso.

The epitaph oh John Riley
"Jack" Duncan's

tombstone says it all:

"Dallas Detective and
Texas Ranger.

Got Wes Hardin, August 1877."

That was a heck of
a good story, JB.

ARMSTRONG: Makes me think of the

young ranger I used to be.

Impulsive.

Headstrong.

I needed someone to

teach me to take my time.

To think.

Jack made me a better lawman.

And, if I'm
being generous...

he made me a better man.

- Good friends tend to do that.

ARMSTRONG: I would have never
even gotten close

to catching Hardin

if it hadn't been for
Jack Duncan.

- Sometimes you gotta let
the fire die down

in order to see the stars.

And boy oh boy,
look at them Texas stars.

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