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(joyful music)

(harmonica music)

(suspenseful music)

(horses anxiously neighing)

- [Danni] Eat.

- Not very runny, are they?

- Well, you shouldn't be late then, Dad.

- Do you think so.

Well, they look just fine.

- They're like shoe leather.

- You wanna cook breakfast tomorrow?

- Well, I'd like to but my lady's gonna be back.

- [Matt] Oh, is she?

- You still going to Blaine's ravine.

- Yeah, I should be back sometime tomorrow.

You can hold the fort till then, can't you?

- Anything special you want me to do?

- You could bring that black mare in for showing.

- Alright.

- Just be a bit careful with her though,

she's got a bit of a mean temper.

- Well, you two should be perfect for each other.

(fast-paced music)

- Come on.

- Mm, this is excellent.

What do you say, Josh?

- Thanks for having me.

- My pleasure.

- It'll be a relief to have Emily back.

- This morning isn't it?

- I wasn't all that happy about her going off on her own

in the first place.

- I'm sure she'll be fine.

She was so looking forward to seeing the McArthurs

before they left for Scotland.

- With the baby due and everything

it did seem a little reckless.

- We McCluskys can be a bit stubborn at times.

- Oh, really.

I hadn't noticed that.

- You can't wrap her up and expect her to stop living

just because of the baby.

- No but I don't want her taking

unnecessary risks either.

- Stop worrying.

She'll be back in no time fit as ever.

Table for two. - Should hurry up and finish,

almost time for school.

- Do I have to go?

- You can stay here and wash dishes if you like.

The cook would love a hand.

- Whoa.

Hello Madge.

- Well, who's an early bird.

- [Emily] How are you?

- Any better and they'll have to tie me down

with barb wire.

- Is George about?

I've got a telegram from the McArthurs.

- Out milking the cows.

I'll have him send it as soon as he gets back.

- [Emily] Thanks.

- Look, I was just about to make some tea.

- Oh no, thank you.

I'd really like to get back home.

- Well, you take it easy.

Doesn't look like it'll be too long

before there's another McGregor galloping

around the high country.

- I can hardly wait.

Bye Madge.

- Zac, Archie.

This way.

Get on.

- Colin.

Colin McGregor.

- Jim and Ellie.

What a surprise.

Jessie, you've met my friends Jim and Ellie Taylor.

- Mm hmm, yes, yes.

I hope you're enjoying your stay.

- Oh, we are.

- Jessie's Emily's mother.

- [Ellie] Really?

- And this is Josh my son.

- We've heard all about you in Colin's letters, Josh.

- I've heard about you too.

(laughing)

- [Colin] So, what brings you to Paterson's Ridge?

- We thought we'd have a few days to ourselves

before we head down to Melbourne.

- Jim's competing in the Royal Agricultural Show

and then it's what, up to America?

- America.

- This man here is the fastest in the country

with a six gun.

- And the straightest shot

and Jim's gonna compete for the Golden Gun Award

in Santa Fe.

Prize money will set us up for life.

- If I win.

- You'll win.

There's none better.

- Can I have a look at your guns?

- Sure you can.

Mr. William Barclay Masterson of Dodge City, Kansas

has the same gun.

Do you know who he is?

- No.

- Bat Masterson.

The Bat Masterson.

- One of the greatest sheriffs in the wild west.

- [Jessie] Do you know him?

- He's all but family.

He's the one that fixed it for my Jim

to compete for the Golden Gun.

- Now I'm impressed

but, Josh, guns they're not toys

they're dangerous weapons.

- Yeah.

- There's nothing wrong with these,

it's just people that make them dangerous.

- Jim you know I don't agree.

Guns have there own way of attracting trouble.

- We've had this debate before more than once.

- That's right and we agree to disagree.

- As usual.

- Josh, would you like to see Jim practice?

- Would I ever.

It's amazing, wish I could do it.

- Me too. - It's great.

Whoa.

(glass shattering)

(applauding)

You missed one.

(gun bang)

- Morning Josh, morning boys.

- Morning, Mr. Elliott.

(fast-paced music)

- [Bystander] Watch out.

(screaming)

- Best you boys get along to school.

- Name's Morell, I want a steak breakfast.

Room for me and a spot to pitch a tent for my boys.

- Good morning, Mr. Morell.

I'm afraid we're right out of steak.

Best I can offer you is mutton chops.

- That'll do.

- And there's a paddock out the back

which you're more than welcome to.

May I ask what brings you to Paterson's Ridge, Mr. Morell?

- That's my business.

Mine and Matt McGregors.

Colin McGregor.

- Yes, that's right.

- I want a word with your daddy.

- Well, he's not around at the moment.

Can I help you?

- Preacher are you.

My son William was hung by the neck last week

for his part in a little bit of fun.

- If I remember correctly your son was a bushranger,

an innocent man was killed in one of his exploits.

- Your daddy hunted him down and put him into the troopers.

If it wasn't for Matt MecGregor,

William would still be with us.

- What do you want, Mr. Morell?

- Justice, Preacher.

McGregor took one of my sons.

I'm wanna take one of his.

You or your little brother Robert

meets me in the main street.

Only one man walks away alive.

- You can't be serious?

- Serious enough for you.

- Whoa.

Steady, steady boy.

Whoa.

Whoa.

Easy boy.

Easy.

(groaning)

- I tried telegraphing the troopers in Mansfield

but it seems the line's down.

- One guess who's responsible for that.

- Somehow I've gotta make Morell see reason.

- You have a snowball's chance in hell.

- Do you know him?

- I've heard stories.

Not a year ago,

Morell and his sons burnt down the hotels in a mining town

because the publicans refused to serve him.

- And don't you make that mistake.

- I'm not going to deliberately provoke him but...

Colin, the man's insane.

- And he wants McGregor blood.

- An eye for an eye.

- A son for a son.

- We have to let Matt know.

- He won't be back until tomorrow.

- What about Rob?

- Whatever happens we can't let Rob come back to town.

A man like Morell could make him take a stand.

- Surely Rob's got more sense than that?

- He's a McGregor,

he doesn't know how to walk away from trouble.

- And you do?

- I'm a married man, it's a lesson I've had to learn.

- Don't you forget that.

(ripping)

(ominous music)

- Hannah, what's going on?

- Danni, you're here.

- You wouldn't believe what happened to me.

- Well, today I would believe anything.

- A man with a shotgun

refused to let me pass the one mile sign.

He changed his mind when he found out who I was.

- It is terrible.

No one dares to be on the street and worse for us,

there is no way to get help.

- What?

- The train is not due until Wednesday

and the coach left before all this started.

- What about the telegraph?

- No, we are completely cutoff from the rest of the world.

- Why, who's doing this?

- It has something to do with your father.

Where is he?

- He's at Blaine's ravine.

Hannah, what is going on?

- A man came to meet with one of your brothers

for a duel with guns.

- What? - It is true.

We are like a village under siege

by marauding Cossacks.

- Hello, anyone home?

Hello.

(knocking)

Hello.

- Jessie.

- [Jessie] Danni.

- I heard about the Morells

and I can't find Colin anywhere.

- Shh, take a deep breath.

Colin's gone to look for Emily.

- She's not back.

- No and with Morells on the loose,

I'm worried.

- They've got men out on the road

stopping anyone from coming or going.

- Colin will get through.

He's taking Jim Taylor with him

to tell Rob to stay out of town.

- What's gonna happen?

- I don't know.

I'd like to get both of your brothers away

but if neither of them take up the challenge

I'm afraid the Morell's could turn against the town.

- Oh no.

- Sit down or I'll shoot you.

- No sign of them.

- I'll circle around, I'll meet you back there.

Be sure Rob knows to go onto Blaine's ravine.

I'll let Dad know. - Right.

Good luck with Emily.

- Yeah.

- Gotcha.

- I wasn't gonna steal anything.

Please turn the gun aside.

It frightens me.

My name is Emily.

I'm not a threat.

I won't hurt you, I promise.

Emily, you shouldn't have come here.

- I know, I'm sorry.

- I can't ever let you leave.

- What?

- Not now.

Not ever.

Around the side.

- I can't carry very much.

It's hard enough even walking.

- You can carry enough wood for the stove.

That's my Pa.

- I'm sorry.

- Not as much as me.

He was a good man.

Only mistake he ever made was marrying Ma.

- What do you mean?

- She's no good to him.

Run off and made me go with her.

I don't know who dug his grave

or who even cared enough to do it.

- Oh.

- All my dreams are buried in there with Pa.

I've got nothing to hope for now.

(gun clicking)

- Any sign of her?

- I couldn't get past the Morells.

They blockaded the road.

- Have they seen Emily?

- Best we can hope for is that she's turned back

and she's with friends.

- What about Jim?

- With any luck he would have got through

while one of the Morells was dealing with me.

How are things here?

- Two of the local boys have been very badly beaten

and there's some sort of chaos over at the school.

They've asked could you get there as soon as possible?

- We'll have to close it down until after they leave.

- Why don't we all just band together

and send the Morells packing.

- Because they're ordinary farm people,

they're not gunslingers.

The sort of violence the Morells thrive on,

well it's foreign to them.

- So, all our hope rests on Rob finding Matt.

- I'm afraid so.

(harmonica music)

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Danni.

Danni McGregor.

- What, what's happened?

- It's Rob, he's hurt bad.

- Rob.

- Yep, the black mare's got a mean temper.

- Does Dad know about the Morells?

- It's alright, I'll sort it out.

- Can you get him to the hotel?

- [Nancy] Knew a girl once died having her first.

- That's what you want me to do, isn't it?

To die here.

- I didn't say that.

- But it'd solve all your problems, wouldn't it?

- I've got nothing against you,

it's just that things are tricky that's all.

- Look, what's your name?

- You can call me Nancy.

- That's a nice name, Nancy.

- It's my best friend's name.

She won't mind me using it.

- Does your friend live around here?

- Use to.

Her mom put her into an institution for wayward girls.

- Oh.

- She wasn't wayward.

She hadn't done stuff like the other girls.

- Why then?

- Ma got herself a new man,

didn't want nothing to do with Nancy.

Said he wouldn't marry her Ma while she was still around.

- So, she just got rid of her daughter.

- Nancy hated her for that she did

but there was worse to come.

The institution was a rat hole.

The people there,

you wouldn't believe.

Maggots all of them.

She was number 1556.

Took away her name and turned her into a number.

She hated that, so she ran off.

I'm looking after this place till she gets back.

- No one can blame her for running away.

If there's a problem with the authorities

my family can sort it out.

- Yeah.

Who's your family?

- The McGregors, Langara.

- You're married to Matt McGregor?

- No, no to his son.

Colin, he's the minister at Paterson's Ridge.

- You're a preacher's wife and a McGregor,

that's like saying you're royalty.

- Not really.

- I ain't nothing compared to the McGregors.

- Stop it, please.

- You'll turn me over to the troopers, Mrs. McGregor.

You're just the same as them toffee-nosed madams

on the board.

- No, please listen to me.

- Oh no, you listen to me.

Now, that I know who you are,

there's no way I can let you go.

- Can you see this?

- It's a bit blurred but it'll be alright.

Thanks, Danni.

- Jim.

You shouldn't have brought him back here.

- What else can I do?

He's hurt.

He needed attention right away.

- Yeah, thanks.

- What are we gonna do about the Morells?

- Just tell them to get lost.

- I don't think it's gonna be quite as easy as that

I'm afraid.

- You're Rob McGregor?

- I am, yeah.

- Where's your father?

- None of your business.

- [Morell] We'll see.

You gonna meet my Pa?

- You can tell your pa I'm not interested

and neither is my brother.

- Yeah, I didn't think he would be.

You always stand behind women?

- Why don't you just get out Morell.

We got no argument with you or your father.

- Well, we've got plenty with you

because of your old man

I lost the best mate I ever had.

- He was a bushranger.

- He got hanged because your daddy stuck his nose in

where it wasn't wanted.

- Your brother paid the price for what he did

and that's the end of it.

- Not the way my family sees it.

You McGregors owe us.

- That's not true,

my Father was just doing what was right.

- Danni.

- This is no business for a girl.

- I can understand how you feel about losing a brother

but that doesn't mean that I have to go though

the same thing.

- This town's here because of your daddy.

- What about it?

- If neither of you's got the guts,

we're gonna burn Paterson's Ridge down to its stumps.

- Herbert, I really appreciate this.

- I only hope I can reach the troopers in time.

- You stay clear of the Morell boys on the road.

- You can be sure of that.

- Good luck.

- When's Emily coming back?

- Soon I hope.

- What about Matt?

If he was he'd fix them up good.

- That's a job for the troopers.

That's why Mr. Elliott is going up to see

if he can get though to them.

- Kids at school have been talking.

Is Rob gonna go and shoot them?

- Now, Rob's been hit in the head,

so I doubt he could face up to Mr. Morell

even if he wanted to,

which is a good thing.

I don't think I can stand by

and watch him do such a dangerous job.

- Does this mean that you're gonna have to kill Mr. Morell?

- This is not just about running away is it?

There's something else.

What is it, Nancy?

- You and all your question.

It's always the same with you toffee-nosed madams.

You all think you're better than everyone else.

- If you think I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth,

you're wrong.

- You were never like me.

Never done what I had to do.

- My Mother abandoned me before my seventh birthday.

- Yeah.

- Yes.

- And you hate her for it?

- Not now.

I don't agree about what she did or why

but if I had to choose between the Mother I've got

and nothing at all,

I'd take Jessie McClusky every time.

- Jessie McClusky.

She's never your mother.

There's no way a McGregor would take up with one of hers.

- What would you know about me or my mother!

- Get back.

You're trying to trick me.

You think I'm a dumb, ignorant girl.

Well, I aint.

I can read.

I read about Jessie and her stories.

There was girls in Melbourne who knew

all the dirt about her.

(bell chiming)

- Lunch and I'll take it

and be quick about it.

- Mr. Morell, you have a reputation for being a hard man.

I'm still new in this town and I can't afford to oblige

the kind of trouble you cause.

- What?

- As the owner of this establishment

I have the right to refuse entry to whomever I please.

It would please me not to have your patronage.

(applauding) - Bravo, Mrs. McClusky.

This town would be much better off without you

or your sons in it.

- Are you refusing to serve me?

- Yes, I believe I am.

- You'll do business with me madam when I choose

or suffer the consequences.

- You can't threaten honest people and Mrs. McClusky...

- You want a hotel or a bonfire?

- Learn some respect.

- Ellie.

- Respect is it.

- You apologize to my wife

or prepare for a serious beating my friend.

- We'll see who gets beat.

- Stop that, there'll be no fighting in my hotel.

- Alright, we'll finish this outside

or are you one of those lily-live red little boys

who hide behind women's skirts.

- I'll meet you Morell.

- You show him Jim, teach him a lesson.

- You, you'll be wearing a black arm band by tomorrow.

(scoff)

- Morell will be sorry he ever came to Paterson's Ridge.

- I don't think you should underestimate him.

- He threatened my wife.

What sort of man would I be to let that go.

- A live one.

- It's Bert Morell who has to worry.

Jim's the best there is.

- Besides the insult to my Ellie,

we owe the McGregors plenty.

They stood up to us in hard times.

Now's the chance to return that favor.

- Jim, I don't think the McGregors will thank you

for taking a risk like this on their behalf.

- I don't expect them to.

I'm on abound, Jessie.

- I love you Jim Taylor with all my heart.

Now you show that lowlife how good you are.

- Jim, I can't let you do this.

- It's my choice, Colin.

- No but you've gotta listen to me.

- Enough gossip.

We've got business to attend to.

- Mr. Morell, why don't you just back off.

You've no good reason to fight this man.

- Who asked you, Preacher?

- It's too late for talk, Colin.

Mr. Morell, I feel bound to tell you

I'm considered the fastest gun in the country.

- Listen Sonny, there's a difference between

playing in a country fair and killing a man.

(gun clicking)

- My Jim's the best,

the best.

I can't watch.

(ominous music)

(gun bangs)

(screaming)

- Pull him over.

He's alive.

- You're bleeding.

- In the shoulder.

I'm sorry love, I just couldn't do it.

- You're a lucky man,

you're still breathing.

I don't figure on that happening again.

- Clear off Morell.

- Oh, you'd be Robert McGregor, aye.

Well, I'll see you or you at 11 o'clock tomorrow.

Don't turn up,

you could kiss goodbye to this lily-live red town.

- Take a breather

and I'll sew it up in a minute.

- Thanks.

- It's all my fault.

If I hadn't been so stupid.

- Come on don't blame yourself.

- But I started it.

I wanted you to fight him.

Jim, I'm so sorry.

His shoulder's ruined, isn't it?

I said his shoulder's ruined,

the bone's smashed.

- Ellie, don't.

- He'll never draw a gun again.

He'll never compete in America.

Everything Jim's ever dreamed of smashed.

- He's alive, there's that to be thankful for.

- If your brothers had been men enough

to stand up to Morell in the first place

none of this would have happened.

- Ellie.

- It should have been a McGregor out there in the street

not my darling husband.

- Ellie, don't say that.

- We'll never been anything but dirt poor farmers

because of you McGregors.

- Take no notice, she's upset.

I should have killed him when I had the chance,

I just lacked the courage.

- How many more good men have to be ruined

before the McGregors do something about it.

- Ellie, that's enough.

- Well, where's Matt McGregor?

Why isn't he here?

(harmonica music)

- How is your sight now, Rob?

Danni said it was not good.

- Danni likes to exaggerate.

(gun clicking)

- It is quite old I think.

I do not get much call for handguns.

- Same as the one I've got at home.

It'll do the job.

I'll need a holster too. - [Mi Lei] Holster.

- No, I won't let you.

- Danni, leave me alone.

- [Danni] No.

- [Rob] Danni.

- Are you really Jessie McClusky's daughter?

I heard all about her,

what she's done.

How she's got her own elephants

and an Indian prince who adores her,

gives her milk baths.

Is that all true?

- Not sure about the elephants.

- Pity.

I always wanted to see an elephant.

- I saw a tiger once in the circus.

You wouldn't believe how ferocious it was.

- You're alright, Emily.

Sorry about before.

- No harm done.

- You want something to eat.

- I think I'd better.

- Baby's eating up all the good stuff,

leaving you hungry in the tum.

- Yes, I expect so.

- You wouldn't do anything silly now,

would you?

- I promise.

- I'm trusting you.

You know, those things I told you about my friend Nancy.

That was really me.

- Is your real name Nancy?

- Yeah.

(horse anxiously neighing)

- [Rob] We've got a rider coming in.

- [Colin] Who is it?

- I can't see.

- It's Herbert.

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

(soft piano music)

- Emily.

- [Jessie] Yes, yes, yes.

I've tried to calm Danni down.

- This is crazy.

- We can't let another good man like Jim

suffer because of us.

- Agreed but you're in no condition to take Morell on.

- I'm fine.

- If he can take Jim Taylor you don't stand a chance.

- Jim outdrew him but he couldn't pull the trigger.

I won't have that problem,

not with Morell.

- Rob.

(glass shattering)

Admit it, you're as good as blind.

- Pass me some water Emily, it's almost out.

It's got a mind of its own this thing.

It's too hot, too cold.

Never what you want it to be.

It'll take more than one.

Emily!

You come back, Emily!

Stupid goose.

Come on, give it to me.

- No.

- You gonna shoot me, Emily?

I don't think so.

Give it here.

(sobbing)

- Danni's asleep.

How's Rob.

- Dead to the world.

I haven't put him to bed like that since he was a kid.

- Doesn't look like Emily's coming home tonight,

does it?

- No, no, perhaps she stayed another day at the McArthurs.

- It'll be another freezing night out there.

I hope she's not alone.

- Why did I let her go.

- Don't blame yourself.

- I just wish I could get out of town and do something.

I just feel so helpless.

- Well, we'll just have to hope for the best.

I hope she doesn't run into the Morells.

- Jessie,

if something happens tomorrow unexpected,

would you care for Emily, Josh and the baby for me?

- Don't talk like that.

- We have to face it.

Bert Morell and his sons are unpredictable.

- Well, Matt will be back tomorrow

and he'll sort Morell out.

- Yes.

- You don't have to ask.

You know I'll do whatever is necessary for Emily

and your children.

(rooster crowing)

(cow mooing)

- I borrowed one of Emily's dresses

I hope she doesn't mind.

- No, of course, she won't.

- Oh, Colin.

- [Rob] Morning.

- [Colin] Rob.

See.

- No.

- It has to be me, doesn't it?

You got a family think of.

- I'm not letting you do it.

- You want your child to be fatherless

before it's even born.

Now, go tell Morell that I'll meet him.

- No.

- I can do this.

Colin.

- I'll tell him.

- Morning, Madge.

- Matt, what could I do for you?

- You haven't seen anything of Emily around the place,

have you?

- First thing yesterday morning.

She was looking forward to getting home.

- Anyone else been along this track since then?

- Not that I can say.

- Odd but it's been very quite.

- It's just that the wagon lost a wheel

back down the track.

She's probably already got a lift back to Paterson's Ridge

but I might just send a word to Colin.

- I'm sorry Matt, the line's down.

Yeah, George was out all yesterday

trying to fix the problem.

- Alright, then.

Well, I might just have another look around the place.

Thanks Madge, be seeing you.

- See you, Matt.

(groan)

- What am I doing wrong?

- You're trying too hard

and the sights on that thing aren't helping either, see.

Here, try this.

It's been filed down to make sure it doesn't catch.

- It's got a different feel to it.

- Yeah, that's because it's the best there is.

Now, loosen off your holster,

so that your hands lies directly over the grip.

That's right.

Alright, try again.

All in the one motion

and graceful.

It's like your hand's dancing toward a beautiful woman.

That's much better

but you forgot to follow through with your aim.

Now, Morell won't give you a second.

Drawing, aiming and firing.

It's all part of the one action.

- Right.

Don't suppose I can use your holster.

- Emily.

Emily!

(ominous music)

- Preacher, I was expecting your brother.

- I'm taking up your challenge.

- Yeah.

(harmonica music)

(joyful music)

(harmonica music)