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Now, you're right with him.

It's paperwork.

There's more paperwork to this job than...

Good to see you,

Murdoch.

I did that when I picked him up. It was key.

What's your name?

Randall.

Randall.

Now, try him in crazy horse.

We'll leave first thing tomorrow morning.

Now, it's a 12 -hour ride.

So counting meals and some rest, that means I should be back with your money

about the same time, two days from now. Is that all right?

It's me.

Your receipt.

And don't forget these.

Very much obliged.

I'll see you in a minute.

Randall, you wasted your time bringing me in alive.

I won't get a trial and you know it.

So when you walk out that door, mark it down.

You just killed me.

A couple of days.

You're gonna like it.

Mesa's a quiet town.

Yes, it is.

Say, where's the bank?

It's down the street, but it's closed up. There's a death in the family.

You putting in or taking out? Why?

The boss over there lends a man a dollar once in a while.

Mr. Warner!

Customer!

What can I do for you?

Oh, I got some money coming down here in a few days, but right now I'm kind of

scratching the bottom.

I'll give you 80 cents on the dollar.

Kind of steep, isn't it?

Well, the bank will be open in a few days.

All right, 80 cents on the dollar.

I'm sorry, I can't cover that much.

Oh, why not?

Look, Mr. Randall, I run a saloon, I gamble, I lend a little money, I make a

fair profit.

But I don't buy dead men.

Now, whether Murdoch is innocent or guilty is none of my business. The man

price on his head, and I delivered him. That's all.

Have it your way, Mr. Randall.

Some people figure a man deserves an even break no matter what he's done.

Me, I think the worst thing that happens to Murdoch's a little too good for him.

You know, anything can happen in a fair fight but smashing a man's skull from

behind. That's the way it was.

Don't you know?

Like I said, I just brought the man in.

Well, they was at the bar, Murdoch and Jess Kincaid.

I don't know what the argument was about, but it was pretty loud.

And Murdoch backed down, so I guess Kincaid figured it was over. He started

leave.

Murdoch belted him with a bottle.

Smashed his skull.

Hmm?

I understood that Kincaid was shot.

Oh, no, that was the deputy out of Crazy Horse that rode after Murdoch.

They found him laying next to his dead horse.

Now, you know that being wanted by the law is no reason to kill a good horse in

this country.

It could have been an accident.

Maybe, but the horse is dead, the deputy's dead, Kincaid's dead.

Murdoch deserves just what he's going to get.

Listen, my friend, that's up to the courts in Crazy Horse.

Well, he's got to get there in one piece first.

Look, mister, don't you know nothing about Murdoch except what he's worth?

There's a reason folks think he ain't gonna get there alive.

That crazy horse deputy he bushwhacked?

Name was Frank Hayes.

Sheriff Hayes is his brother.

So long.

It's closed.

Oh, yeah, I want to talk to the sheriff.

He's gone.

Oh, yeah? Where'd he go?

Well, he didn't say.

Oh, well, then let's talk to Murdoch.

You can't.

Yeah?

Why not?

Well, you just can't, that's all.

A lot of men killed during a bust

out of jail.

I've never heard of anyone willing to risk their neck to break in.

Yeah, well, that's... It makes sense.

I, uh... I suppose it's doing you good, huh?

The reason you can't talk to Murdoch, he's with the sheriff. They're on their

way to Crazy Horse.

Keep moving.

Why don't you do it here?

You want it to be nice and legal? You want me to make it easy for you?

Well, I'm not going to run, Sheriff.

I'm not going to give you the smallest excuse.

Why don't you do it now?

Just keep moving.

I thought you were going to wait in Mesa.

Yeah, and I thought you weren't going to leave until tomorrow morning.

Is that why you're riding that horse like it belongs to somebody else?

I suppose you want to come along.

That depends where you're going.

Crazy horse.

Yeah.

Thanks, Randall.

What? Just thanks.

You don't owe me anything.

Okay, so your conscience doesn't bother you. You just came along for the ride.

I'll give you a tip.

If you expect either of us to get the crazy horse alive, stop letting Hayes

behind you.

You.

After you, sir.

Look at him.

All day he's been like this.

Even when I can't see him, I know he's looking at me.

He's crazy, I tell you, Randall.

He's crazy.

Say something, why don't you?

Say something!

Sit down.

You see the way it is? The way it's going to end?

Randall, you've got to get me out of here. I swear I didn't kill that deputy,

but he won't listen.

It's up to you.

Then I suggest you go over and sit down like the man says.

How did you do it, Dan?

How did you manage to bushwhack a man who's been following trail for 14 years?

It's a lie.

How did you do it, Murdoch?

Did you shoot Frank out of the saddle from behind and then kill his horse to

make it look like the animal was caught in a crossfire?

I never even saw you, brother. I don't even know what he looked like.

Or did you shoot the horse first?

You've been around. You know that in this country, a man without a horse

live long.

Killing his animal is about the only way you could have gotten Frank to look the

other way.

Is that the way you did it?

First the horse?

Then the man?

I swear.

Look,

look, I've done a lot of things in my life, but killing your brother wasn't

of them. Why don't you shut up?

I admit I hit Kincaid. I admit it.

He was coming at me.

I couldn't fight him. He outweighed me 30 pounds. It was him or me, but I admit

it.

Murdoch.

Murdoch, sit down and shut up. Now, you open your mouth again, and I'm going to

put my foot in it. Now, sit down.

The man out weighs him 30 pounds.

So Murdoch waits for him to turn his back and then hits him over the head

bottle.

He lasted four days.

Then my brother came to take him in. He lasted two days.

I know. There's no proof.

But the pattern is there.

Always from behind. Always behind.

And you want to change the pattern.

You be the man behind, huh?

Oh.

He's got you believing him, huh? No.

I'm not going to murder him.

He's going to kill himself.

He's going to bust wide open.

He's going to try to make a run for it.

Then, every man for himself.

I'm going to get some sleep.

I'm up for something?

What do you think?

If you want to live, my friend, don't move.

He's out there about seven yards, and he can put one right between your eyes.

You ever get any sleep last night?

I'm gonna kill him. I don't know how or where, but I'm gonna kill him.

Friends of yours, Murdoch?

He doesn't have any friends.

Indians? In this country?

They cover themselves as well as any Indians.

They're bandits.

Mexican.

What do they want?

Money, horses, guns, gold in your teeth if you have any.

If you're unlucky enough to die with your mouth open.

I don't think I will be.

All right, don't move, either of you.

Just stay where you are.

Hey, Murdoch!

Let him go.

He won't get far.

Maybe you don't understand Spanish.

I said throw your guns out or you will die.

Listen, amigos.

We don't want to hurt you.

We just want your ammunition.

Throw your guns out and we will let you stay alive.

I wonder how many times that story has worked.

Yeah.

No!

I warned you, amigos.

You should have thrown your guns off.

You're on your own, pal.

Remember, I promised a man a fair trial.

That's your worry.

It's your worry, too, Fred.

Look, Randall.

Who appointed you my conscience?

Prisoner escaped.

Took my gun.

I'm going to bring him in.

With a hole in his back.

He made his choice.

Look, you let the man go. You let him escape.

What are you so hot about?

Because you let him go, now you're going to go out and kill him. That's what I'm

so hot about.

But like you said, I'm not your conscience.

But when you line up... On Murdoch's back, you start to squeeze the trigger,

you get that little lump in your throat. Don't worry about it.

The next time you kill a man that way, it'll be just a little bit easier.

We'll split up.

It'll be better that way.

You'll find it a little hard to kill a man when I'm watching, huh?

We'll split up.

It's not often you see a sheriff just go out and murder a man.

Take care of this for me.

Just like that, you're not a sheriff anymore.

Just like that.

Murder!

Get rid of that gun and turn around.

come out of this thing alive.

You only got one chance.

Come on out.

That ammunition, you don't stand a chance.

Come on.

Be smart.

I'm not going to ask you again.

Hayes!

Hey, listen, can't we make some kind of a deal?

Sure.

Same deal Randall made you.

Jury, prepare trial.

Look, if you want to live, want out.

No tricks.

You just come on out here.

Out in the open.

I can't. I'm hurt.

Then throw your gun out.

It's on the ground.

All that talking, I had to shoot him in the back.

Well, now you know what happened to your brother's horse for sure.

How he let a man like Murdoch get behind him.

I owe you a lot, Randall.

Not just my life, but... I could have made a bad mistake.

That's about all the thanks you're gonna get.

Yeah, well, that'll have to do.

Oh, uh... Forgot something here, Hayes.

Keep it.

As a souvenir.

I'll get another.

I am sorry about one thing, though.

He had a trial coming.

He just had it.