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Evening, Fred.

Sorry, I'm a little late, Ken.

Oh, it's all right.

No hurry.

When you're a widower and eat all your meals in a restaurant, there's never any

real hurry.

I guess not.

Anything new come up?

Yeah. Telegram from Josh Randall.

He's transporting a prisoner.

Tom Fellows.

One of Leith Martin's guns.

She's taken him to Winslow Township for trial.

Ask us to put him up for the night.

Something wrong?

Uh -uh.

Kate again, isn't it?

Why does she have to make deputy sound like such a dirty word?

I do my job. I make a good living, maybe not the best, but a lot of people get

married and a lot less.

What does she want from me, Ken?

I'd like to give you some advice.

But you wouldn't listen to it, would you?

I wish I could, Ken.

I sure wish I could.

Good night, Fred.

Good night.

Sheriff?

Over here, Sheriff.

Come at it, boy.

Martin. Yeah.

Leif Martin.

Get it to work.

We're, uh, we're holding a banquet, Sheriff.

And you're our meal ticket.

Well, never slept in a jail before.

Yeah, well, I never robbed a bank.

I guess you got a good reason not to like me, Randall.

I'm just in this thing for the money, nothing more.

My own fault.

I made one mistake.

Only takes one.

After I serve my term, there won't be another.

Yeah.

Mr. Randall.

You don't know who I am.

Tom Feller's wife, maybe, huh?

Yes, I've been following you two since this morning.

Yeah, I know.

Why didn't you try to stop me?

Free country.

My husband wanted me to stay at home, but I wanted to be at the trial with

Well, that's your business.

I was wondering if I could ride the rest of the way with you.

I don't think so.

Please? Can't do it. I have to watch two of you.

My husband promised me that he'd stand trial and serve his sentence. Now, he'd

be reminded of that promise every mile of the way.

Mm -hmm.

Well, it's a long, rough ride from here to Winslow. The stage is leaving in the

morning. You could be there waiting for us.

Well, thanks anyway.

Yes, ma 'am.

Could I see Tom?

Yes, ma 'am.

Excuse me.

Would you care for a cup of coffee, Mrs. Fellows?

No, thank you.

There's no reason for you to go to Winslow.

There's all the reason in the world. But you'll be all alone. You don't know

anybody there.

You'll be there.

What am I going to do with you?

You're going to kiss me.

Morning, Mr. Randall.

Oh, say, good morning. Oh, I, uh... I fell up at that stagecoach at, uh... I

believe ten o 'clock.

Yes, I know.

Thank you.

I want to see the sheriff.

I'm on duty, Mr. Farrell. I'll be with you in a minute, Josh. I'm talking to

you, Kimball, and I said I want to see the sheriff.

Well, maybe I can help you. I said sheriff, not deputy.

He's not in yet. Well, when will he be in?

He's past due now.

Fine office he's running, leaving everything in charge of a subordinate.

My son, Ben, didn't come home all last night.

He was out with Vic Richards.

Nobody's seen either one of them since early last evening, they say.

Will you tell the sheriff when he comes in to hop over to my office and quickly,

you understand that?

Yes, sir. And you tell him if he doesn't give me a little better service from

now on, there'll be a different sheriff sitting in that chair.

And that means a new deputy, too.

Big man, isn't he? What was the matter?

Yeah, well, I guess that's one of the problems going on being in law, huh?

I'll get you a present.

Deputy, come here.

I said come here.

You won again.

Thanks.

Isn't that our sheriff's horse?

Sheriff probably fell off dead drunk.

To the deputy sheriff of Center City.

My name is Leif Martin, so you know I mean business.

You're holding one of my men, Tom Fellows, in your jail.

I'm holding three of yours. Your sheriff, Vic Richards, and...

and Ben Farrell.

Send Fellows North out of town within 24 hours.

or I'll send one of your three south and to town strapped across a saddle.

In three days, you will need three graves.

How about your prisoner?

What about him?

He's going to Winslow with me. He's not in your custody.

Relief the prisoner.

I want my son back.

Well, I don't blame you, Mr. Farrow, for wanting your son back. I'm not

interested in your opinion, Deputy.

Now look, it's acting sheriff now, according to law. Then act according to

law.

Release the prisoner. The prisoner stays where he is until this thing is

settled. Settled how?

The only lawful way can be by finding Laith Martin and your son.

And the others.

Then you better find them, Kimball, and quickly.

Or I'll bring enough pressure in this town to see that it's settled my way.

One mistake was going to be your last, huh?

That's true.

Then why didn't you tell the deputy there about Martin, huh?

There was nothing I could tell him.

Listen, you don't owe Martin beans.

Look, Randall, I don't know where Martin is.

You and I are all alone here now.

Makes no difference.

I still don't know.

day for me, Katie?

Sure, you're a big man.

Oh,

cut it out.

Oh, come on. Look, just cut it out.

What have you got against me?

We haven't got time to go through that again.

I'm due for work at the saloon any minute now.

I do my best to please.

I try.

You won't have to try anymore after tonight.

I gave my notice to Ed and now I'm giving it to you.

I'm leaving this place on the morning stage.

What? I'm fed up with this place and everybody in it.

Deputy, nothing ever changes.

Kate, you can't leave.

Will you please listen to me?

I've changed.

I have.

I'm not the same fool I was yesterday.

You should have seen the way I led that posse today.

Ken Turner himself couldn't have done better.

And the way I tore that bank of Farrell off.

Katie?

I'm running this town now, Katie.

You're a little Freddy.

I'm sure.

Oh, you can be.

And tomorrow, I'll locate Ken and the others.

You'd be just dumb enough to do that, wouldn't you?

What do you mean by that?

Oh, what's the use?

No, no, no.

What do you mean by that? You want to be a deputy, just a deputy, all your life.

I'd get a raise for this.

Sure. A big $10 or $15 a month, huh?

When you could be the real sheriff instead?

Huh?

Look, do I have to spell it out for you?

If something happens to Turner, you automatically become sheriff, right?

Well, yeah, but I'm... Well, what would happen if you just didn't find him in

time?

If you just, um, happened to look in all the wrong places?

Ken's a friend of mine.

All right.

Keep him.

But forget about me.

He gave me this job.

No one else in this town would give me any work. He's the only one who helped.

And now he's the only one who's standing in your way.

He's standing between you and me.

Well, I guess you want me to leave on that morning stage.

You know I don't want you to.

Then make up your mind.

I don't know what to do.

Now do you know what to do?

You hungry? I don't feel like eating.

You got something on your mind, huh? I got nothing on my mind. Okay, okay.

I'm through waiting, Randall.

I want my son.

I don't have him.

You have him, and he's the means to my son's life.

Now, looky here.

I understand your problem.

But give Kim a little time. Let him do his job.

Time's running out.

How do you know?

How much do you get for delivering him?

I'll double it.

You're a practical man.

You want money.

All I can earn.

You mean... You'd let... my son die.

I mean, I don't think you can make a deal with Martin.

I don't care about anybody else.

We're going out in a little while and we'll find them all.

I'll relieve you now, Josh. Wait a minute.

I've given you enough time, deputy.

Sheriff. And while I'm sheriff here, I'm running things my way. You understand?

Rick Richards.

But you won't be satisfied till my son comes back the same way. Or I'm not

letting 24 hours go by without doing something about it.

I want to know why you took that body away.

I'm entitled to know.

Remember, I'm sheriff here now. Sure you are.

I don't want anybody to go stepping on my toes.

Don't intend to.

Come on.

I want you to let him out.

You're letting him loose?

Yeah, for a while.

Nothing doing, Josh.

He's in my jail.

This was just a one -night stopover for us and nothing more.

That's right.

Things are different now.

Yeah, things are different. He goes where I tell him to go and I don't want

get in a beef with you about it, Fred, okay?

He's a nice fella, and he never hurt anybody. Well, Leif killed him.

And he's got two more men out there, and he's gonna kill them too. Sure as

shooting. I want him.

What about it?

Tom? Nothing I can do, Jen.

You can tell me where they are.

Don't know where they are.

Told you to ride north. How far north?

How would I know?

Come on, let's quit kidding. You're out there somewhere, and you know where.

I can't help you, Randall.

Yes, you can, fellas.

Oh, yes, you can.

Okay.

I'm gonna let you go.

But if young Farrell and Ken don't write in tonight in one piece, I'm gonna find

you.

You understand my meaning?

What are you going to do, Tom?

Six months ago, we hid in a ravine.

It's three hours' ride from here.

Let's go.

Just a minute, Josh.

I'm going with you.

Sure enough.

a half an hour from here.

Yeah, let's get at it. Do you mind if I get a drink of water?

Go ahead.

Hey,

Randall.

Didn't figure on that.

I thank you.

Oh, that's all right, Randall.

I didn't figure on this at all.

Must have been awful important for him to be sure.

Uh,

Randall.

You, uh, forgot something.

It's all right. You keep that. You earned it.

big stakes for the banker's boy, Walt.

Condemned man ate a hearty meal.

Ben.

I'm all right, Ken.

I really am.

Sure you are.

Ken. Yeah.

I'm awful scared.

Well, take it easy.

There's still plenty of time.

Sure.

Till dawn's early light, banker boy.

Medium rare.

Just the way you like it.

I'm not hungry.

Eat it.

Leave him alone.

Oh, I can't do that, Mr. Sheriff.

Why, this boy's my responsibility. This boy's like my own flesh and blood.

Here, boy.

Look who's here.

Tommy boy.

I said I'd get you back.

No jail can hold any of my men.

Giving you any trouble? Nah.

No peace officer ever gives me trouble.

How'd they treat you? Hold it right there. Get your hand off that gun.

Okay, get those guns away from him.

You?

You did this to me?

You brought him here?

What are you waiting for, Randall?

Come on.

Go ahead, Randall.

Come on. What are you waiting for?

You go home soon?

Yeah.

I'm really ready to go home.

Mr. Randolph.

I missed the stage again this morning.

Yeah, you don't take much to stage coaching, do you?

You don't mind, do you?

No.

It wouldn't seem like it would do much good if I did.

Well, let's... Wait a minute.

Wait for me.