All language subtitles for wanted_dead_or_alive_s02e13_no_trail_back

Well, he hasn't gone far.

Fan out!

What are you doing out here, Curry?

They said give you this, Sheriff.

What is it?

We're calling off the search.

Why? There's no reason to go after him.

Even without a horse, he won't make more
than a dozen miles.

You mean just forget him?

I mean just that.

Joe Hooker is a dead man.

Check out the fire.

Howdy.

I just rolled into town looking for a
man. I mean, you might be able to help

No.

But he's gone. How long?

About five days.

Tried to hold up the bank.

What do you mean, tried?

He didn't get a dime.

Took a shot at the teller, Dodie Evans,
though. You hit her?

No, almost scared her to death. She
passed out cold.

Yeah, I know.

You figure I should be out there in this
hot sun chasing him.

I took a posse out. We lost him in the
hills. Called out the search.

Wasn't any need to waste county money.

He isn't going far, though.

Why not? Somebody shoot him?

Might have been better for him if they
had.

Old Dave Avery's dog bit him while he
was trying to get away.

Dog had rabies.

I see you're sure about this rabies
business, huh?

Well, that's Doc Blake. He examined the
animal himself. He's already crossed the

street.

I know the sheriff in Val Verde,
Randall.

He's not that interested in Joe.

Yeah?

What this poster says.

Oh, don't tell me about the poster.

Sure, they want Joe a little bit, but
they want his brother Ben a lot more.

And they figure Joe will be the key.

You know this fellow here, Joe Hooker,
huh?

And Ben, too.

Now, there's a real killer for you. One
of the worst.

Ben Hooker.

Ben Hooker. Yeah, I remember him.

He was a fellow who was mixed up in that
massacre up San Remo three, four years

ago. That's him.

Yeah. Got shot up and dropped out of
sight.

I feel sorry for the boy. He was a nice
kid, but Ben always told him what to do

and when to do it.

They figure on using this young Joe
Hooker here to get through to his

Yeah, that's right.

What makes them so sure he's going to
tell them where he is?

They don't, but they're willing to pay
$500 for the chance to try.

The boy lost his gun trying to get out
of town.

He's somewhere up in those hills.

He's hurt and he's scared.

If you're as good as I hear, you'll have
no trouble tracking him.

Just remember, Randall, Wherever Joe is,
that's where you'll find Ben.

Yeah.

Something to think about, isn't it?

And with Ben, you'll likely find more
trouble than you can handle.

Howdy. My name's Randall. I wonder if I
could speak to you for a couple of

minutes. Yeah, come in, come in.

What can I do for you?

Well, the sheriff across the street said
that a man got bit by the dog. The dog

had rabies.

That's right, Mr. Randall.

What's your interest in him?

Well, he's wanted in Val Verde. He's got
a price on his head.

I plan on bringing him in.

Well, you won't bring him in alive.

Joe Hooker is as good as dead right now.

No hope at all, huh?

Oh, I didn't say that.

There's an army doctor up at Fort Lord
who could help him.

I was up there a few weeks ago, and I
heard about a cure for rabies.

Discovered by a Frenchman by the name of
Pass... Oh, Pass something or other. I

can't remember the rest of it.

But he's worked out a series of
inoculations.

Wait a minute.

I got something to hear about.

I'll take your word for it.

Listen, is there any hope for him at
all?

Joe?

Well, I'd say about two weeks at the
most.

Fourteen days from the time he was
bitten.

He was bitten five days ago.

I hope you can find him, Mr. Randall.

I knew Joe as a boy.

He was an honest kid.

He didn't stand much of a chance with
Ben around.

Yeah, that's what I understand.

Listen, Doctor, I don't know much about
this rabies. What happens to a man?

Well, first they get fidgety and
restless, like, well, like something was

them. And then their jaws get tender and
they begin to hurt.

That's the beginning.

And their throat tightens up and they
can't swallow.

And every muscle in them cries out for
water, but they can't drink.

And then there's a pain just like
nothing that they've ever felt before,

they still can't drink.

And they begin to drool.

After that, the spine goes rigid.

And then convulsions.

It's a rough way to die.

Let me give you a warning, Mr. Randall.

Joe's got rabies, and you can get it
from him.

Now, from the spittle, from drinking out
of the same cup, or from a bite.

Remember that when you go after him.

Yes, sir, I sure will.

Yeah, that's a smart mister.

I guess I'm not at that.

How many you got behind you?

Nobody behind me.

You're lying.

I said there's nobody behind me.

You're, uh, you named Joe Hooker?

What's it to you?

Well, this might sound kind of crazy to
you right now, but you need my help with

it. Yeah, sure.

Leg bothering you a little bit?

How's that concern you?

I'll tell you something that concerns
you.

That dog bitch in town had rabies.

What?

The dog was mad.

I don't believe you.

Nevertheless, it's true. When you had 14
days to get to a doctor and get

treatment, that leaves you less than a
week.

You're lying.

How many you got with you?

I know there's a posse that killed a
woman back in a bank.

He didn't kill her. She just got scared
and fainted.

You don't give up, do you?

Find it a little hard to swallow?

I don't know much about rabies, but when
you get them, they say you die on the

ground with convulsion.

Shut up. You sure must think I'm stupid.

Well, you're wrong.

Real wrong.

Now, where are they?

I don't know what you're talking about.

All right.

That's the way you want it?

I mean, I'll be as smart as Ben.

But I'm not stupid.

I know there's a posse.

And all this talk about a dog is just to
scare me.

It won't work, you understand?

It won't work.

I said my piece.

And from here on, I'm doing the right.

Put that around you.

Where are we going?

We're going to go see Ben.

Who's he?

Follow me all the way from Big Ben.

Well, why'd you bring him here?

Well, I figured you'd know what to do
with him, Ben.

You couldn't even figure that out by
yourself, could you?

All right, I'll take care of it.

Did you get the money?

Well, there was a little trouble, Ben.

Where is it?

Where is it?

I didn't get it.

It wasn't like you said. The bank was
changed. Everything was different. I

barely made it out of that town without
getting killed.

This is the fourth job I've set up for
you.

Banks a ten -year -old could take.

And you bungled them.

It was five years since you've been in
that town.

Things were different.

It wasn't my fault.

I was planning all that money.

We haven't got a dime between us. We're
broke. Do you understand that?

I'm sorry.

Everything was different.

It wasn't my fault.

Oh, forget it.

First we'll take care of him, and then
we'll figure a way out of this mess.

Josh Randall.

Donnie Hunter?

Yeah.

bungled that bank job, Joey, but you did
all right bringing him here.

A real bonanza.

A thousand dollars, that's what he's
worth to us.

Who's gonna give us a thousand dollars
for him?

Red Barrows.

A long walk, wouldn't it, Hooker?

I told my brother what you said.

He says you're lying.

About what?

About that dog. That dog that bit me.

Scaring a kid ain't gonna help you none,
Randall.

That dog had rabies.

Why don't you stop lying?

Here's what you was after.

Five hundred dollars.

They don't want you. They want your
brother.

You go ahead into Fort Lord. Turn
yourself in.

And you get maybe a year in prison.

If you don't, you're gonna die, boy.

You're trying to save your own neck.

Yeah.

And yours.

Hey, shut up.

Come on, boy. Eat your dinner.

Yeah.

You get a chance to do a lot of talking,
Randall.

To Red Barrows.

You remember him, don't you?

Yeah. You ought to.

You helped put him in that Yuma
territorial prison.

He's out now.

He's been wanting to see you.

I heard Red say he'd pay $1 ,000 just
for the privilege of meeting you again.

I don't feel so good, Ben.

It's your imagination.

Not imagination.

Rabies.

You listen to me, mister.

If I thought Joe needed a doctor, I'd
say he got one.

It ain't you you're thinking about it
yourself.

We'll be in Presidio by Wednesday.

That's just how long you got to live,
Mr. Randall.

Don't sign anybody out there.

I told you there was no posse.

Now, come on, eat. Long ride to
Presidio.

I'm not hungry, Ben.

You're letting Randall get to you.

I just don't feel like eating, that's
all.

I got a headache.

If you keep listening to him, he'll have
you dead and buried.

He's lying, I tell you.

He's only thinking of his own skin.

I'm going out and saddle the horses.

I don't want to hear any more talk about
that dog.

Leg bothering you, Joe?

Always do what your brother tells you to
do.

Ben raised me.

There was nobody else after my folks
died.

That must have been kind of rough on
you.

I can't tell you how rough it was,
mister.

After the war, we were nothing.

We were traitors.

We lost the war.

That was a long time ago.

Old hates die.

No, they don't.

They live for a long time.

My brother, he was a big man once.

He could plow an acre in a day.

He'd be the liveliest man in town on a
Saturday night.

Look how he walks now.

A Yankee miniball did that to him.

And what he told you?

That's what happened.

Listen to me, Joe.

Your brother got shot in the leg at the
San Remo massacre. Him and a bunch of

his friends were on horseback, running
down farmers, cutting them to pieces.

That's why he can't ride a horse very
well anymore.

That's why you carry a gun for him.

Like right now, Joe.

Your life is on the block, not his.

You're lying.

Maybe. But if I'm not, now you figure
this out for yourself.

Who loses?

No.

No.

Ben's right.

You're trying to save your neck.

You don't seem to understand, Joe. Those
men in town weren't following you

because they weren't even worried about
you. As far as they were concerned,

you're a dead man. And if you don't get
to a doctor in three days, they're going

to be right.

Even if you're telling the truth, we'll
be in Presidio by Wednesday.

Ben can talk to the doctor then.

Joe, by Tuesday you'll be dead.

Where are we headed, Randall?

Fort Lord.

Come on. You got the gun.

You don't have to lie anymore.

I said Fort Lord.

You don't believe him, do you, kid?

Think we'll make it to Fort Lord in
time, Randall?

I don't know, boy.

But I'm sure you're gonna try.

Go on ahead.