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One of them nooses up there is for you.

Maybe not.

What do you mean?

Can't you boys get it through your heads?

One hanging is enough for one murder.

Yeah.

So long as it ain't you.

I ain't confessing to something I didn't do. Me neither.

Well, the odds are two to one you don't have to.

One of Peter's.

High card confesses.

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Brothers.

These are the Black Hills, ceded in 1868 to the noble Sioux Nation in

perpetuity.

If the Sioux were not entirely clear on how long perpetuity was, they soon

learned it was exactly seven years.

1875 being the year the news got out.

There was gold in those hills, and those half -naked savages were doing

absolutely nothing about it.

We moved in to show them how.

There are only two things wrong with those Black Hills mining camps.

They weren't in United States territory, so they had to, well, meet the crime

problem in their own simple, forthright way.

And the second thing, they didn't like what they called card sharks.

Unless an enterprising young poker player was willing to spend his days

shoveling rock and otherwise disguising his honorable profession, he was better

off where there was less free gold and more law.

this is a nugget?

How should I know?

What would we do, old boy, if we made a strike?

A good one, I mean.

I wouldn't worry about it, Jim.

You can always sell out to somebody with a strong back.

Isn't that a beaut?

Maverick, my friend, it isn't worth it.

No matter how many gold -laden simpletons might eventually join us for

friendly game, it isn't.

Genesee Jones.

I'm Bart Maverick. This is my partner, Jim Buckley.

Howdy. Place hereabouts where a fella could feed his face?

Frenchie Sue's. Just the other side of camp.

Frenchie Sue.

Be that a female name?

The real thing.

And so is she.

Real woman cookin'. Imagine that.

You fellas sure live high.

All the comforts of home.

You got good gravel here?

Oh, about three ounces a day.

Three ouches.

That ain't gravel.

Ain't even sweepings. We like to think of it as wages.

Well, if when you're, like, working.

You said that eating place was where?

Just over the hill.

Obliged.

Say, would you lend me the use of them scales for a bit?

Help yourself.

Thank you.

What do you have there?

Oh, a little pocket cleaned out over in Upper Wilkrick.

How much?

Well, judging by the heft, and if your scales is honest here, I'd say about $8

,000 in clean dust.

You mean to say you're prowling these hills all alone with $8 ,000 in dust on

you? Well, you need help.

Not this far, I ain't.

No, no, you don't understand.

You see, there's a big meeting in the camp tonight.

They're choosing a court and some officers. Every man in the crick will be

there. Well, it's no time for a stranger to get careless with a poke the size of

that one.

I don't aim to get careless.

We don't aim to let you.

You're sticking with us.

Well, let's get moving. I've come 30 miles today and killed a couple of

on the way. I'm hungrier than a spring bear and I got a wee mite of thirst to

boot.

We can take care of that, too.

Excuse us. We'll get our coats.

Looks like we got a game. He did say 8 ,000, didn't he? He did.

Now, maybe one of us better skip that meeting tonight.

No matter how bad it might look.

Yeah, but which one?

Cut? Uh -uh.

Cut.

You fellas coming?

We'll send this later.

Did you like my stew, boys? You

know,

I've heard some mighty funny monikers along this creek, but the name for this

camp beats them all.

Bald Bill. Ain't that a name for you?

You find it amusing?

Amusing? Why, it's hilarious.

Wait.

This is our leading citizen, monsieur, Bill King.

The camp has been named after him, as you can see.

Doggone it, that ain't true, and you know it. A liar, you call me?

I named her after that big bear rock at the head of the gauche, Bald Hill.

It starts in half an hour. Now, you be there.

Here, my good man. Don't give me no argument.

I'm running for judge, and I want a man up for clerk who can at least write his

own name. Clerk?

Oh, your folks are going to be mighty proud of you, James Aloysius Buckley.

Mighty proud?

Yes, sir, Bill. You picked a fine choice. Politics runs in this family.

Matter of fact, one of his relatives was Lord Mayor of London.

Well, you better be there, Lord Mayor.

Well, this here's the best beer to grab I've had since Hector was a pup.

I always say there ain't a kitchen worth its name without a woman in it.

Merci, mon ami. And it is even worth more than that with a French woman in

Mon ami, is that the best you can do, Frenchie, for old Genesee here? Why,

a very important man.

Yes, and pass that there pie.

And very rich.

Oh, here, put that back. Oh, Genesee, let me show the boys what real diggings

are like.

Don't worry about a thing, dandy.

Look at that, Frenchie. Whoop, don't touch.

Feast your eyes on that, General.

Where'd you get that, Miss Crick? Oh, to the site of Oglala.

And put that back.

I sure will, Genesee.

You know, I'm gonna get me on the right side of the hill one of these days.

There you are, boys.

Eight thousand dollars.

It's picked by hand out of a single pocket.

There you are, Genesee.

There's no point in spreading it all over the country. No, but there is. It

dandy there, most certainly is. We got time for a drink before a meeting, boys.

Drink? Yeah.

Let's get a drink. I'm drier than a horn's old time.

Hey, old town, hold on a minute there.

Must you go listen to them make speeches to each other?

It will be quiet here.

There's something I have to take care of first.

Maybe later.

There won't even be standing room in here when that meeting breaks up,

Going to the meeting, Maverick?

No. Well, then, maybe you and Buckley and your friend here would like to join

a little game.

Well, Dandy, Jim can't make it. Oh, yes, I can, old boy. The meeting, old boy.

However,

I'd like to try my luck.

Say, what about you, Genesee? Well, now, these two don't look so fearsome.

And there can't be much harm in a fellow that talks as much as you do.

My tent all right? Got a stove?

Sure, and a bottle, maybe?

Well, I think we might have raised that.

Since you fellas are so dead set on being obliged, let's get sociable.

Fine, fine idea.

Uh, good luck, Mr. Clerk.

Do you think he will ever settle down?

You... You mean you want him to?

Why not?

He's grand, beau.

C 'est un charmeur.

He has his virtues.

He's not bright, but he's shifty.

I am afraid you do not see him the way I do.

That's entirely possible.

Well, I can be made your mate with duty.

Bonsoir, mademoiselle.

Bonsoir, monsieur.

And two for the gambolier.

The meeting is still going on, so I brought you some coffee. Well, thank you

very much, Frenchy. Mighty obliged, ma 'am.

Joe, will you bring back the cups in the morning?

Yeah, yeah, sure. Don't worry about it, Frenchy.

You might stay around a little while, Frenchy.

Not when I am so outnumbered.

by the looks of things, this is about the last hand anyhow.

What do you say we check around and turn them up for good?

If it's me, well, it's up to you.

Three jacks.

That beats ages.

You're awful lucky tonight, Genesee.

Yeah, it seems that way, but that ain't really it.

No? No. Now, take you, for instance.

You got a fine touch with the cards, but you play them too tight.

You gotta gamble a little.

Poker's a game of chance, in case you haven't heard.

Well, from tonight's results, I'd say you were right.

You ain't alone. I'm clean.

Poker and three easy lessons.

Look, son, you don't think that pocket I cleaned out on Willow Creek was in a

patch of gravel, do you?

Fact is, it was in a pair of greenhorn pants just about your size.

You mean to tell us you're a professional?

No, just a good poker player. Yeah, we got another name for him.

Card Sharks.

We ain't very hospitable to them kind of poker players around.

I should have noted.

Bad poker players and bad losers always come wrapped up in the same skins.

Night, Genesee.

How do you like that?

What is it they always say? May the best man win? Looks like he did.

Ah, he's probably cheating.

He sure fooled me.

Well, looks like that meeting's still going on.

Buckley comes looking for me. You tell him that I went back to claim to turn

All right, boys.

Are you in there, Bart?

Huh?

Oh, is that you, Jim?

It's me, old boy. Oh.

Come on out of there, Maverick, with your hands up.

Is this your idea of a joke?

Well, this is obviously no joke.

I'm holding you.

You're doing what?

Easy, my dear fellow. You see, Bill was elected judge tonight.

I'm holding you and Hazen Manning for murder.

Murder?

But you don't think that... Well, they don't mean this, do they?

Well, I'm afraid they do.

Well, tell him I didn't do it.

He already has, Maverick.

We had to hold a gun on him or spell to stop him from getting plum reckless.

But that don't change facts.

What facts?

You and Hayes and Manning saw the old man's poke and wheedled him into a game.

Hayes here says he cleaned you all out.

So here's a way to get even.

One of you or a pair or all three of you.

It has to be.

Every man in the creek was up at the camp meeting where he belonged.

A stranger did it then. Some drifted passing through.

A drifter couldn't get a mile through these hills without being spotted.

Night or day and you know it.

I know I didn't kill anybody.

Besides, a stranger wouldn't know about the old man's poke. And you three did.

Which one of you two thought this up?

It takes a pretty stupid man to kill somebody for his money.

Well, which one was it? Save it, Maverick.

Me and the boys all talked this over.

We reached our decision by unanimous vote.

The murderer?

or murderers is gonna hang at 10 o 'clock in the morning.

Till then, I'm gonna lock you all up together.

The guilty man talks, the other two go free.

If there's no confession, that probably means all three of you done it and

you'll swing together.

It's up to you.

Get his boots.

I'll make sure I die with them on.

I just don't want you to catch your death of cold.

Go on over to Sue's and get some breakfast. Ben and Sam will take over

Better have Sue's clerk fix up something for the prisoners, too.

Now, don't let anyone in here unless I say so.

If one of them decides to talk, they're sent for me right away.

Great. Naturally.

It's only been five minutes since you looked at it the last time.

They're rigging three nooses out there, boys.

Maverick, I didn't do it. You got to understand, I didn't do it. You say that

again, I'll kick in your teeth. Well, it's true. All right.

Now, saying it don't prove it, I didn't kill him either.

They're going to hang you anyway, both of you.

They're not fooling around out there. You got to keep saying that.

Until one of you breaks.

You keep playing it so innocent.

Ask me, I'll think I'm with you.

You sure ain't out of this.

One of them nooses up there is for you.

Maybe not.

What do you mean?

Can't you boys get it through your heads?

One hanging's enough for one murder.

Yeah.

So long as it ain't you.

I'm not confessing to something I didn't do. Me neither.

Odds are two to one, you don't have to.

One apiece.

High card confessors.

The other two go free.

Can you think of a better way to work it out?

Wait a minute.

You're drawn with us.

That's right.

Put them down.

You go first.

All righty -nine. Put him back.

Deuce.

Tough luck, Maverick.

If you don't deserve it.

Come on, let's go get Bill King.

Hold it, Hayes.

Boy, you bring every ear in camp down on us.

Well, no use letting it lie there and rot, I guess.

I buried the old man's poke at the foot of Bald Bill Rock, where a ledge juts

out into the bar.

After I stretch that rope, it's yours.

If you want to keep it quiet.

You really done it, huh?

Nobody gets in. Bill King said so.

One of you go find him then. He ordered his breakfast for them.

Open up. Open up.

Somebody go find Bill King. Get us out of here.

Maverick's confessed.

Maverick's confessed.

Find Bill King, somebody.

Maverick's confessed.

We won't have to wait until 10 now. What are we waiting for? Let's get him over

with.

They are saying that Bart confessed to killing the old man.

Bart? Confessed?

Oui.

Well,

we got our killer all right, men.

And Mitzi clubbed the old man down right after he left the game.

I apologize to Joe and Mike here for all of us.

Hey, what happened to the old coot's poke, Bill? Yeah.

Maverick won't say, but he'll change his mind when he gets that rope around his

neck.

Congratulations, boys.

For what?

I ain't shaking hands with a man that'd hang me for something I didn't do.

Let us in, King.

Search him.

I suppose you want to search me, too.

Five minutes.

You watch yourself, Buckley.

You're clerk of the court now, and you got a lot of responsibilities.

Well, you take care of your responsibilities, Judge.

I'll take care of mine.

Bart, tell me it isn't a mistake.

No, it's no mistake.

The old coot took all my cash, honey. That's the only way I could get it back.

Clucked him down, eh?

Think of a better way?

I could invent one.

Oh, you don't believe me.

Well, cheer up. Everybody else does, including Sue.

You mean he did not do it?

Then why did you say you did?

Are you out of your mind?

How about a bit of hot coffee, old girl?

Please.

Yes, I will bring some.

All right, Bart. Now tell me why.

Every man in camp was up at that confounded meeting last night except

Hayes, and me. That means it was one of them.

You confessed to prove that?

If both of them were guilty, neither of them would have confessed.

If one was innocent, he sure wouldn't.

My dear fellow, Hayes and Manning make sense in this. It's you I'm worried

about. So was I.

But I broke the deadlock. I talked him into a high -card draw and hoped I'd be

lucky. I wasn't.

But I had another way out just in case.

Well, I know he fell into the ways of honest labor, but there must be easier

ways out.

After the draw was over, I told him I really did it and where I buried old

Genesee's poke. Now, one of them is going to believe me. The other one

He'll disappear while he still has a chance.

I say, would you explain that to me?

The one that's innocent is going to go looking for gold.

And the guilty one knows it isn't there, so he'll clear out of camp fast.

You don't really think that's going to work.

Why not?

As soon as one disappears, you tell Bill King why. That clears me and we'll all

take off after him.

But the killer isn't going to be that stupid showing his hand like that.

Don't you see? He'll know it's a trap.

I thought of that too, but our man was stupid enough to kill the old boy in the

first place.

And there's nothing very bright about Hayes or Manning, either one. I played

poker with them last night and I know.

You've cut it too close, Bart. There's no time there. You've less than an hour

left. All you have to do is stall Bill King.

Tell them what I have in mind if you think it'll help.

It isn't just Bill King. It's a whole camp. They've set a time. They won't

down. Dandy, I've seen you sell Confederate bonds to Yankee bankers. And

besides, the guilty man's probably well on his way out of here by now.

But if it doesn't work... It has to.

But if it doesn't... Then you're going to have to prove just how good a friend

you really are, Dandy.

Now, come on. You're wasting time.

Is it going to be all right, Jim?

I think so.

I wish you had come back to my place last night.

You know what?

So do I.

They did not search me.

Perhaps if Buckley could get a gun for me, I could... You're thinking of

suicide, maybe?

No, but you could escape from here.

That would be suicide, Richie.

Well, you must do something.

Oh, I am.

What? I'm fulfilling a lifelong ambition.

Spending my last hour on Earth.

With a woman.

You better run along. I got some thinking to do.

You going somewheres?

You bet I am.

I'm getting out of here while I can.

What's the big hurry?

Emmett's been accused once, he's apt to be again, and I ain't sticking around to

give this camp another crack at me.

You won't go too far now, will you? Not so far as you can't double back after

dark and pick up that poke that Maverick's buried.

You want that poke, you go get it.

I aim to, when it's safe.

She's keeping an eye on you like Buckley has on me.

Why?

Maverick's confessions have got to stand, don't they?

After that little game last night, you know, he's pretty fast on his feet.

Buckley's already got King to postpone the hang until noon.

Don't tell him what else he'll come up with.

If this camp gets the idea that you or I are going to make a run for it...

Hadn't thought of that.

Yeah, we best sit tight till Maverick's swinging nice and high.

I don't like just sitting here.

You won't have to wait long.

Got a bottle?

Oh, come on.

Still in Manning's tent.

And they're going to stay there.

Drinking?

Drunk.

Sue, you'd better wait inside.

Jim, maybe if I talk to Bill, he will postpone it again, no?

Look at them.

Couldn't even if he wanted to. They wouldn't let him.

I'm going with you, Jim.

Oh, you've done everything you could. I'm going with you.

Do what I told you.

what you're trying to do, Buckley, but I don't like it.

You're not making yourself quite clear, old boy.

I gave you more time because you promised he'd admit what he did with the

man's poke.

You said he would.

Yeah, half a dozen of us took turns trying, and not one word out of him.

So help me, Buckley, if I thought you and him were... Let's see what I can do.

Alone.

Three minutes, Buckley, and that's it.

They made a break for it, either of them.

They aren't going to.

One of them killed the old man. He's got to show his hand.

But it's not going to work. They're in Manning's tent, drunk.

You gonna let them hang me?

Well, dear boy, I can't stop them.

They're just plain murder.

To them, it's justice.

Justice?

All right, Jim.

I got myself into this, so it's up to me to get myself out. Is that it?

I'm going to live to regret this, but probably not for long.

There's no bullet.

Well, my dear fellow, you don't expect me to hand you a gun with bullets in it.

They'd hang me, too.

Well, it's not logical, but it is you, Dandy. It is you.

That's gratitude for you. All right, thanks, Jim. I guess this is above and

beyond cold.

There is one little thing you can do for me.

Come on in here. I'm ready to talk to you.

Hurry him up, Bill.

All right, Mr. King, you two up.

Somebody slipped him a gun.

Through the window.

You sure it was through the window?

Come on, Buckley, get alongside that door.

Come on, move.

Turn around, King.

I said turn around.

You're a pretty popular man in this camp, Bill.

I'm going to see to it you get me out of here.

There's nothing I can do for you.

Oh, not just too bad.

Because one of those boys so much as makes a move for a gun.

It won't be him I'll shoot, it'll be you.

You understand me?

Get him to open up.

Bill, you're a dead man.

Don't try nothing, boys. He's got a gun on me.

Let him go. We'll get him later.

Drop those rifles.

Come on, drop them.

Turn around. Turn around, Buckley. Come on, Bill. Turn around.

Now, back up.

Come on, hurry up.

Untie those horses and fan them out.

Come on, Buckley. Untie the horses. Move.

Did he get away?

Not a trace of him. How about the others?

We didn't do too good either.

We've been thinking about you, Buckley.

Oh, something nice, I hope.

Something not nice at all.

Mean, in fact.

You got a handgun?

Of course.

Fancy one, ain't it?

Yes, my parents gave it to me when I came west.

And you made a present of it to Maverick.

Why, don't be silly, old boy.

Ben and Sam searched me thoroughly before I went anywhere near him.

Not the last time they didn't.

Now, where is it?

Well, it's in my tent in the case it came in.

Now, let's see it.

Don't take my word for it.

No.

All right, Bill.

You know the law for helping a killer? What do they call it?

Accessory after the fact, Judge. The same thing holds good here.

So that gun better be there.

We'll clear every man out of the camp.

The grapevine will be ahead of them.

They won't dare go near another camp.

And they won't leave here for good till they find the old man's post.

That'll be someplace close.

Me and Mike will work the creek from here to Ball Bill.

Ball Rock, Bill.

We'll get mounted men above and below you as soon as we can.

If you see anything, shoot.

We get back.

Thanks for nothing.

Ah, come on now, Sue.

Small Hill's a better camp than some of them you've worked.

Well, it is not worse, anyhow.

Do you think you will get him?

Yep.

And the old man's poked, too.

You sure, aren't you?

Kind of liked that maverick, didn't you?

He's a man.

He's a dangerous one now.

Any reason he might want to try and sneak back in here?

I cannot think of one.

Just wanted to be sure.

You alone and all.

Merci, Bill.

But I am not alone.

Sure.

Boys might appreciate some hot coffee and something to eat when we get back.

All right.

It will be here.

I will leave a lamp burning if you are late.

Great way to earn a long and happy life.

You'll never make a good fugitive, Dandy. When you take cover, take real

They came up on me a bit fast.

Yeah, I know. I've had to dodge every time I turn around.

Looks like King's spreading them all out around the creek.

It looks like our little roost didn't fool them.

Well, King recognized my gun.

That's the wages of friendship, Jim.

What about my two former cellmates, Hayes and Manning?

Well, they're with King when he came off to me. The both of them?

Of course.

Have you seen either of them since?

Well, what about everybody else along the creek?

Yeah, they sure turned out, didn't they?

Well, that's a manhunt for you.

Beats a hanging by a mile.

Get over your horse.

We're going to go find Hazor Manning.

A foot?

Well, it's safer.

With that uproar going on down there, we couldn't pick a better time.

If either of them is really innocent and actually believes the old man's poke is

where you said you buried it, well, there's only one way to find out.

Hey, Bill!

Anything stirring here, boys?

Out of sight.

Well, the creek looks clear from here back to camp.

Better work back that way after a while, just in case.

We're gonna take a turn downstream.

Well, how long you want us to stay out, Bill?

Till we get Maverick and Buckley.

They'll probably stay holed up till after dark before they try to move.

Clear now. Let's have a look.

We ain't going nowhere.

We gotta play it safe.

Maverick said it's where the ledge crops out into the bar.

Must be right at the bottom of those big rocks.

Yeah, well, we'll find out soon enough.

If we didn't disturb the luck of things, it'll be safe enough.

I like to do my digging when I can do it in private.

The way I see it, let the wrist track Maverick and Buckley down.

They was going to hang us.

What do we owe this camp?

All I want to do is get my hands on that poke and clear out of here.

That's just what I aim to do.

Yeah, well, look at that sun.

We wait till dark.

Maverick could slip past us.

Maybe you're right.

At least you're shut up.

Come on.

That's both of them.

I guess that's what she was talking about.

Give me that stick.

Well, one of them could believe that folk was buried there, but not both,

Not both.

Maybe one's putting on for the other.

If one of them was Gilly, he wouldn't be plowing around that gravel just to be

putting on.

If he bound out of here as fast as he could go.

We're going back to camp.

If we would have took it, you wouldn't have been here.

I'm beginning to agree with you.

Hey, Mike.

Wait.

This ain't a job for you and me alone.

You follow him. I'll go fetch Bill King.

What are you doing here?

It's time for supper, isn't it?

What?

They will catch you and they will hang you.

Both of you.

Every condemned man deserves a good meal, Sue.

Yours are always the best.

But you were free. Why take a risk like this?

Sentiment.

You do not feel I have sentiment, do you? Well, you have been a mite

Well, then listen to what I say.

Please get out of here while you can.

Have a biscuit, old boy.

Well, thank you, Danny.

Have you ever been on the run, Sue?

Many times, Bart.

Most of my life.

What has that to do with you?

Well, we thought you might know what we wanted.

Like a place to hide.

Here? In my place?

It's a pretty good roast.

What is it, buffalo?

No bear.

Why here?

Save the space we could think of.

Like your room there.

Bart. They will catch you, and when they do, they will hang you.

When you tell them you haven't seen us?

And they'll believe everything you tell them. You know that, Sue.

No, it's too dangerous.

Funny thing about a hanging, isn't it? It gets into your blood like a fever.

Bart, please.

Oh, this is the best bet, Sue.

Take the gun and coffin.

Thank you. Yes.

Pass the mustard, Elwood. Would you please?

Bart, you do not understand.

I cannot help you.

Meaning you won't?

Won't or can't, what is the difference?

I'm not sure I know right this minute.

Well, maybe she's right, Dandy. Be foolish.

They might hang her, too.

Me?

Not a woman, Bart.

Well, three innocent men, a woman.

What's the difference once the fever's on?

Three innocent men.

Mike Manning, Joe Hayes, me.

But everybody else was at the meeting.

Not everybody, honey.

Just every man in camp.

I don't know what you are trying to do.

But you are not frightening me.

Nobody in camp would dare touch me.

I had nothing to do with the killing of the old man.

Didn't you, Sue?

Might we take a look about that back room?

Yes.

You should, before I throw you both out.

Did you find that lock, Nick?

Show! Bart?

I am sorry.

I didn't want it to happen this way.

Neither did I.

Where did it all come from?

Not from making coffee or stuffing white men's belly. You can be sure of that.

White men's belly?

Your eyes are like the eye of a dog. I do not wish to see them.

If you're going to kill me, that gives me some rights.

What did you mean, white men?

I think I'm already guessing.

No need to guess.

I have said it because I am not white.

You mean you're not French?

Oh, yes.

My father was a French trapper, but my mother is a Jew.

An Oglala, Sue.

Now turn around.

The white men think we have no sense of humor.

It is a joke that I call myself Sue.

It is very funny, no?

Forgive me if I don't laugh.

How much that did you hear?

I heard enough.

I can't believe it. Her an Indian.

Well, I guess we owe you boys an apology.

Hope you fellas don't hold grudges.

I killed her.

No, you didn't.

You just creased her forehead, Bill.

She's still alive.

Thanks.

Why, she's been saving these things like she's saving Scalp. Look at here. Look

at that.

It looks like we're going to have a hanging after all. It would be a shame

waste that nice new gallows.

Are you planning to hang this time, boys?

Her, of course.

You look so scared. Nothing's going to happen to you.

What do you mean?

We're just going to hang her, that's all. We don't let nobody get away with

murder, not even a woman.

Did you say murder, Andy?

I thought you were just being playful when you killed that Indian last week. I

didn't realize it was murder.

You got an awful short memory.

She was going to sit still and let him hang us.

Yeah, don't lose sight of the fact she's about to shoot you in the back.

I'd feel real upset about that too, boys, if I could just forget we're in

Black Hills.

You didn't invite any of us up here, did you, by any chance?

She's no Indian.

She's French.

I don't think she'd agree with you, my dear fellow. She seems to favor her

mother's people.

That's just another good reason for hanging her.

I feel real strong about it, boys.

That nice new gallows is just too good to waste on an Indian.

It ought to be reserved for white men only.

If she feels good enough in the morning, we'll just run her out of camp.

With all due style and formality.

She did one killer we know about, and maybe some we don't. That's right.

Nobody gets away with murder.

You said that before, Andy, remember?

But it seems old Genesee Jones, he got away with murder.

He was just telling Sue last night he killed two Indians on his way down here.

But that ain't murder. Shut up, all of you.

I don't like Santa, but Maverick's right.

This is Sue country, her country, not ours.

When she's ready to leave, she leaves.

We'll warn the other camps about it, but we'll do nothing else.

Coming, Jim?

Well, um, I, um... I think we'd better let somebody else give the loot back.

You unhappy, Jim, about leaving all that stuff behind?

Not at all, Bob.

Somebody once said money isn't everything.

I don't imagine who it could have been.