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I'll put it to you plain, ma 'am.

I mean, the boys here ain't what you'd
call killers.

Killers do it just for fun. Now, we
never killed nobody except in the case

necessity.

But there is a heap of law looking for
us, and we can't have anyone leaving

who might tell them where we're at.

Afraid we'd need to kill anybody who
tried.

But we couldn't possibly stay.

From the entertainment capital of the
world, produced for television by Warner

Brothers.

Well, Mr. Maverick's in. How about you,
Mr. Maverick?

My pappy used to say, when you're
playing poker, don't trust anybody, not

your brother.

What he really said was, especially your
brother.

I'll see it and raise you $200.

That ain't money.

Well, it's the same thing.

It's a certified draft for $10 ,000.

It still ain't money.

We're not playing table stakes.

I'll accept the draft as security.

It's as good as gold.

It better be.

I'm carrying one just like it.

Mind if I have a look at that thing?
Please.

Don't seem to be nothing wrong with it.

It's a certified draft for $10 ,000,
sure enough.

It's on the Gannett Express Company.

The Gannett Express Company?

What's funny about that?

How long you fellas been... set you at
this table? Not very long. Couldn't be

more than five or six hours.

Well, if you'd have got up and gone
outside, say, about three hours ago, you

would have known as much as the folks
out there know. The guided express

has gone busted.

What? I doubt.

When? Word come over the telegraph. The
offices are closed. No more money's

being paid out.

You and your bright ideas. Too much cash
to carry around. You said that.

Congratulations. Now sit her down,
folks.

Sit her down.

It'll be a few months and then you'll
all be paid off.

At what ratio? Two cents on the dollar?

Well, maybe three.

A life savings with that company. How
much, partner?

Thirty -six dollars.

I'd sell this for that right now.

I'm going to keep mine in memory.

Ten thousand?

A piece?

Yes, ma 'am.

If you'll excuse us, please, I think my
brother's going to be sick.

If he isn't, I am.

What are you thinking?

I've still got $30.

I was thinking I might split it with
you.

Then again, I might get back in that
poker game and run it up to 1 ,000.

But what if you lose the 30?

You don't get the 15.

But if you win the 1 ,000?

You do get the 15.

Brett, sometimes your heart runs away
with your head.

Hello again.

Bet you could... stand to drink about
now.

My grandmother sent me this all the way
from Tennessee.

It's an old family cure for headaches.

Sour mash.

She made it with her own little feet.

No, thanks. I just had an apple.

Well, it's a funny thing. I have the
bottle, but there aren't any glasses in

room. Should I complain to the
management?

I think you should. There are two in
mine.

Well, that works out nicely.

None for me, please.

You don't like sour mash? If I wanted
another bad habit, I don't think that'd

it.

Oh.

Well, that sort of leaves me without an
excuse for being here.

Did you need one?

I suppose you think I'm forcing myself
on you. And I am.

And if you think it's because of your
money, it is.

You mean you actually prefer paupers?
You're no pauper. That certified draft

$10 ,000 is... Oh, that.

Well, I'm sorry, but that's all there
was.

I know.

But suppose I could tell you how you
could get your money back.

Would you be grateful?

For $10 ,000?

There isn't that much gratitude.

Well, I'd settle for $1 ,000.

Cash.

I think you're serious.

About money?

Grimly.

I don't know what you have in mind, ma
'am, but you're speaking my language.

Greed. Then we have a deal?

On one condition, that I won't go to
jail.

Accept it.

Let's shake on it.

I have a better way.

My name's Jessamy Longacre.

My name is Bart.

Bart Maverick. Some folks call me Jesse.

Some call me Amy.

I'll call you Jesse.

Now, how do I get my $10 ,000?

First, you have to buy horses and
supplies for a three -day trip.

Fine.

You can advance me the cash for that.

You mean you don't even have enough
money left to finance a trip?

Well, it's been awfully nice talking to
you. You mean the deal's off?

I'm afraid you can't afford it, and
neither can I.

Yeah, but we seal it with a kiss.

That breaks the seal.

I'm really awfully sorry, Bart, but
business is business.

Good night.

Hello again.

Bet you could stand a drink about now.

My name's Jessamy Longacre.

Mine's Brett.

Brett Maverick. Some folks call me
Jessie. Some call me Amy.

I'll just call you Amy.

Now, about that $10 ,000.

Well, first you have to buy horses and
supplies for a three -day trip. With

what?

You mean you're just as broke as your
brother?

You mean he's another partner?

Ex -partner. He couldn't finance the
trip. It takes money to make money.

Brett, I... Jesse, couldn't you even
wait till I borrowed the money? From me?

Forget it. I'm just another ex -partner.
I've just got to make a deal with

someone or it'll be too late.

Then tell us. Brett and I have no
secrets from each other. That's right.

find a ways and means to finance the
trip, but where are we going?

I guess it really doesn't make any
difference which one of you gets his

long as I get mine.

What's wrong with both of us getting our
money? Sure, that way you make twice as

much. But it's not that simple.

The little man who runs the Gannett
Express office, well, we're what you

call friendly. And it seems that there's
still one office at the Gannett Express

company that doesn't know it's out of
business.

What? Where?

In Deadwood.

There isn't any telegraph line between
here and there because it's through

Indian country. So my little man is on
his way up there right now by riverboat

to close that Deadwood office. But a man
on horseback, riding very fast... Or

two men. We could both get there before
he does. Cash the drafts and then...

There's not enough there for both of
you.

Not enough?

How much is there?

Just a trifle over $11 ,000, the little
man said.

Oh, I see.

Just enough to cash one draft.

Well, it really doesn't matter.

If they had $20 ,000 up there, I still
wouldn't ride through Indian country to

get it.

Well, we probably couldn't beat the
riverboat there anyway.

Do you mean to say neither one of you is
going to try it? The odds are just a

little too long.

We appreciate you thinking of us, but we
better forget the whole thing.

Yeah, I'm going to turn in.

See you in the morning, Brett. Sure
thing. Good night, Jesse.

Good night, sleep will do us both good.

But, Brett, you don't understand.

Yeah, but, well, this one's solid gold.

It's worth lots more than a horse and
saddle.

Not to you, I reckon.

But, uh, that's a pretty nice -looking
hat you got there.

Of course,

what it really needs is that little vest
to set it off.

prosperous horse trader.

Well, I must say I did pretty well
tonight.

That's the second horse and saddle I
sold in 20 minutes.

Who got the first one? Tall, dark
stranger dressed pretty much like you

That's how come I already had a watch.

Going somewhere, partner?

Why, Jesse, I was just going to look you
up to say goodbye.

But it looks like you're going
somewhere, too.

I thought I'd find you here.

I could shoot you right off that horse
and nobody would blame me.

trying to run out on our deal like this.

But our deal still goes.

I can only afford the one horse.

If I get my money, I'll come right back
with your share.

That won't be necessary.

I'm going with you.

On one horse?

On one horse.

We're never going to catch up with Brett
this way, let alone pass.

I told you before we started. Now, look,
Jesse, it's just a short walk back into

town, but I can still get to Deadwood
first if you'll only get off and wait

me. All right, stop here.

Now you're being sensible.

I think so.

Get off. Get off?

Me? Yes.

You wouldn't really use that. We both
know it. Do we?

Only one of you can get there first,
Bart, and Brett's ahead.

I intend to be there and get my share
when he cashes that draft.

Now get off.

I'm really terribly sorry, Bart, but...
I know. Business is business.

That's what it shakes down to.

$24 .50 apiece.

Losing two horses, getting Arthur
killed, and Bergie shot up that way?

Real nice day's work, sundown.

$24 .50.

You shut your mouth. If Arthur hadn't
got killed, I'd have killed him myself.

Start shooting before he even got the
safe open. Oh, nobody's blaming you,

sundown. How are we going to get out of
here? There's four of us and only three

horses left.

And don't get no idea of waiting for me
to die.

Because I ain't about to.

No, I'll break your record. You're too
honored for that.

By morning, I'd pushed my horse about as
far as I dared.

I had to get a fresh one somewhere.

But where?

You're right, Klotz. We sure got to get
us another horse somewhere.

Where? Howdy, gents.

your hands till I get a good look at
you.

Well, how long is it going to take you
to see I'm alone on foot and just about

lost? You look to me like a road agent.

Without a horse?

You might have your horse stashed over
there behind them trees.

Yeah, you might have a whole parcel of
road agents with you.

Honest, I didn't even know this was a
road.

Now, how about a lift?

All right, shifty.

Now, just hand over your gun belt real
careful, and I'll give you one more

chance. One more?

What was the first?

Not blowing your head off first time I
set eyes on you.

All right, I'm aboard.

Let's go.

Come on.

Any place up ahead where I could get a
horse?

Nope.

Only two places between here and Indian
country.

Mine and the general store.

General store?

Out here?

I didn't say the general's store. I said
the general's store.

General Hoyt Bosco retired.

He got the last stopping place on the
way to Deadwood.

And neither one of you has got an extra
horse?

Both don't.

But you said there wasn't any place I
could get one.

That's what I said, shifty.

They ain't for sale.

No.

Miss Longacre to you, Mr.

Welsher. Now, Amy, I didn't run out on
you. There wasn't any time to lose.

I could only afford the one horse, so
I... So you would have come right back

with my share, I know.

What happened to the horse?

I was robbed.

By who?

Robbers.

Well, we probably won't make it in time
riding double, but climb on.

Let me get my boot on.

Bart's probably got a head start on us
anyway.

He's behind us.

I passed him last night, and he's on
foot.

Well, don't tell me they robbed him,
too.

No, I did.

You sure must eat a lot of corn out at
your place.

Hogs do.

Oh.

Well, there's a funny thing.

I've been sitting here sort of absent
-minded, counting the rows of teeth in

these ears of corn. And guess what?

One bishop.

No, but three times running, I've picked
an ear with an even number of rows.

Ten, twelve, and fourteen.

Well, don't that beat the Dutch.

That's really quite curious.

I'm very interested in mathematics, you
know.

Figures, percentages, that sort of
thing.

I wonder what the odds would be against
my picking another ear with an even

number of rows. Say, fifty to one?

Couldn't say.

Wouldn't if it could.

Well, let's find out.

Suppose you pick the next one, just for
fun.

12 again.

It's incredible.

Four times running.

Couldn't do it again.

What'll you bet?

Tell me something, Shifty.

Does the Nero corn ever have an odd
number of rows?

Nope.

There was only one trail to Deadwood,
and Brett and I were both on it.

He was hours ahead.

My only hope was that Jessamy had caught
up with him.

She'd slow anybody down.

If we don't start making better time
than this, we might as well pull off to

side and get ready to wave to Bart as he
goes galloping by.

But I told you, he's on foot.

You have more faith in a simple manner
than I have.

There's a horse within a hundred miles.
Bart's on it by now.

Brad, do I really see what I think I
see?

You can't be.

But it is.

There's a sign and everything.

Who would open a store away out here?

General Hoyt Bosco, retired.

No sign of life, nothing.

That sounded like a horse.

That was a horse, around and back.

Hello, open up.

You got customers?

We're closed up for the day, sir.

General Bosco, CSA?

Retired, sir.

Well, I hope we ain't interrupting
anything, sir, but we'd sure admire to

some business with you all.

Closed up, I said.

Tried the Deadwood Mercantile Company.
Only two days' ride over yonder. But,

sir, sir, I was at Gettysburg.

On which side?

On the side right.

You don't look like no solemn boy.

He's been feeling poorly.

Or was that so?

Well, I reckon you won't be satisfied
till you come in. So come on in. Come on

in. Thank you.

Now you get down, Sergeant.

And now, sir, you may state your
business briefly.

Well, General, I'll tell you.

We find ourselves with only one horse
between the two of us. And we have to be

honest with you, sir.

We have no money and nothing to trade.

But we do have this.

We're on our way to Deadwood now to cash
it in.

So if you'll trust us with a horse and a
saddle, we'll pay you three times what

it's worth when we come back with the
money, sir.

What in Tunkett is it?

Well, as you can see, sir, it's a
certified draft for $10 ,000 drawn on

Granite Express Company. Now, how could
we ever miss that?

I tried to keep you all out of this.

Maybe next time you'll have a good sense
to listen to a superior officer.

Just hand over that piece of paper.

What paper?

Oh, this?

You don't want this.

It isn't worth anything, is it? Oh, no.

Ten thousand, you said.

I was lying.

Let's have it.

Well, no, really. I was just trying to
put one over on the general.

Counting we needed a horse so bad. Just
like I figured. I can spot a Yankee with

my eyes closed.

You can see that thing's worthless.

Looks good to me, like you said.

Certified.

Haven't you heard the Gannett Express
Company went bankrupt?

I ain't heard no such thing.

Of course, we have been a bit out of
touch.

How'd it do, ma 'am?

That thing isn't worth the paper it's
printed on.

So why do you want it back?

Well, I... No matter.

I just hold on to it for a spell.

Ain't no hurry. None of us gonna be
leaving here for two or three days

Oh, but we couldn't possibly stay.

Certainly not. We ought to be running
along right now.

Well, I'm sorry, folks, but that's how
it's got to be.

You see, our friend, Mr. Berger, he went
and got himself shot up pretty awful.

So we're all gonna stay real put and
just wait for old Berger to get better.

We can't stay here.

Well, I'll put it to you plain, ma 'am.

See, me and the boys here, we ain't what
you'd call killers. Killers do it just

for fun. Now, we never killed nobody
except in a case of necessity.

But there is a heap of law looking for
us, and we can't have anyone leaving

who might tell them where we're at.

Afraid we'd need to kill anybody who
tried.

You'll probably kill us all anyway
before you leave.

I ain't decided that, General.

I wouldn't go putting ideas in my head
if I was you.

Now, maybe you know something about
nursing a wounded man, ma 'am.

But you'd take it kindly if you used to
look after Bergy.

I wouldn't touch him with a stick.

We ain't snakes or horny toads, ma 'am.

We got feelings, too.

We think a lot of Bergy.

If he was to die, we might take to
killing just to let off steam.

I'll do what I can.

We thank you, ma 'am.

Lots.

Take a seat. We'll let the general buy
us a drink.

No, general, not that bottle. The good
stuff, back to the bar.

When you're in my place, sir, you'll
drink what I serve.

Won't you forget your southern
hospitality?

I said the other bottle.

If you please, general.

and we can't be sociable, huh?

I don't like this waiting around
sundown, even for Berkey. You ought

to be. a shame he didn't catch that
bullet on purpose, you know? I know, but

something's always going wrong.

Our luck's due for a change.

You watch, Klutz.

I mean, if we hit Deadwood, things go
off slick in the grease pit.

What, they ain't even got a safe in
Striker Saloon.

Nothing but nice, naked money lying
around just everywhere you look.

Don't hardly sound decent, does it?

How's our boy doing, ma 'am?

He's sleeping.

Like a little drink?

I'd like a little fresh air.

Well, we can find plenty of that
outside. Of course, I'd have to go along

you to help you look.

I thought you would.

Oh?

Any objections, Mr. Maverick?

No, none that I can back up.

You've got a nice attitude.

Might even be a moon out in that fresh
air. Who knows?

What's the story, General?

Close your eyes and breathe real deep. I
didn't come out here to breathe. I've

got to talk to you.

What, that no -good man of yours?

Well, he's not my man. He's my business
partner.

Huh? What sort of business might that
be?

Investments. And he wasn't lying about
the Gannett Express Company. It has gone

bankrupt.

And this piece of paper really ain't
worth $10 ,000?

It is if you know how to use it.

Tell me how.

Not until you promise.

If you get your money, you'll let Brett
and me go.

And give me $1 ,000.

My, my, you have a head for business.

Yes, indeed.

Why not?

$9 ,000 is better than none.

Shake on it?

We can do better than that.

Name's Jessamy Longacre.

Some folks call me Jessie.

Some call me Amy.

I reckon I'll just call you Jessamy.

Darn if I don't call for another kiss.

No, Sundown.

Not now.

Bart! Jessie, we got too many partners
already.

I had to do something to get him out of
here fast.

He's the leader. There are four of them.
One of them caught a bullet in a

holdup. They've been holding us here
until he's able to travel. I think they

plan to kill us when they leave, and
they'll find out pretty quick. There's

nothing to stop them now.

He died ten minutes ago.

Hey, sundown.

Bergie's dead.

I guess you got the one inside or you
wouldn't be out here.

No, the general did. What about him?

Finished.

So sundown.

His bullet got him.

Didn't get this, though.

It's been a right prideful pleasure
having you all visit with me.

Do drop in again, any time you're in the
naval.

That we will, General.

Thanks for everything.

Well, let's go.

You'll guess me a hand up, will you,
Britt?

Sure thing. Goodbye.

Bart, wait up! Something's happened to
Brad.

You think somebody could have cut his
saddle cinch?

Bart!

We'd better not wait for him. He's
liable to be quite a while, especially

the saddle cinches have been cut.

Wait for me!

Like it or not, we're going to have to
give these horses a rest.

I've hardly had a chance to thank you
for practically saving my life.

You might even have time for that.

Bart, is that a coyote?

No.

Is it an Indian?

No, it isn't an Indian either.

What is it then?

It's Brett.

Brett?

Yep.

Why would he be out there making noises
like that?

Because he thinks I'm going to go out
there to investigate the noises, and

I'm gone, he's going to come sneaking in
here, cut my saddle cinch, and gallop

off to Deadwood with you.

But that's ridiculous. Why wouldn't he
just creep in here and pull a gun on

That's what I'd do.

That's not the way it works between
Brett and me.

You see, Jesse, the one thing we don't
do is kill each other.

He sounds awfully lonely out there.

You just forget about him and let him
howl.

He does a pretty fair imitation of that.
Sounds just like an Indian sounding

like a coyote.

Bart, how can you be so sure it's not an
Indian?

Because we're not an Indian country yet,
that's how.

Not in Indian country, huh?

I still can't understand it. What I
can't understand is why they didn't kill

Good morning, folks.

Seems like you two got yourselves into a
kettle of trouble.

But I'm sure if we put our heads
together, we can work something out.

Who are you?

Stryker's the name, ma 'am.

Harvey Stryker.

You can come and go around here any way
you please?

Oh, yeah.

Me and the Indians does business
together.

I've been trading with them ever since
the gold strike.

You see, I got a saloon over in
Deadwood. I trade them whiskey and

hides and articles that they
manufacture, like jewelry and blankets

And men is mighty clever with their
hands, you know.

I've noticed that.

That's fine.

You're such good friends with them that
you can just talk to them and get us out

of this?

Well, we ain't such good friends. It's a
business arrangement. Like I say, we

trade together. That's why I'm here now,
for trading.

And they figured that you might be worth
something.

Now, are you?

We think so.

What I mean is I'd have to put out
considerable cash or merchandise to buy

out of this.

Now, the problem is, how do I get my
money back if I do?

Do you have any assets, any collateral,
anything of value?

The ring there is pretty. Let me see
that. Take it.

Pretty little thing, but that ain't
hardly enough.

What else you got?

Tell me, Mr. Stryker, what happens to us
if you can't make a deal with them?

Well, let's put it this way. They just
don't like carrying a large inventory.

All right.

We do have something of value.

It's in the lining of my hat.

In your hat?

$10 ,000.

Certified.

That'll make it easier.

You won't be needing it all, will you?

We don't even think we're worth that
much.

Rest assured, I'll make the best deal I
can.

We're in no position to haggle, so just
get out there and make the deal, huh?

Well, I can't make no deal with this.

Them minions don't savvy a little piece
of paper. They savvy whiskey, tobacco,

and guns.

But what I gotta do is to ride back
to... The dead would cash this in and

back here again with some goods.

Not ride back again at all.

Well, never mind, Stryker. If we can't
leave here right now with you, then you

can just put that little piece of paper
back in my hat and forget it.

You know, it's funny, but I don't feel
no compunction to do that.

This don't mean being some Indians.

And it ain't gonna do you no good to
keep it here.

And it certainly ain't gonna do me no
good to leave it here.

It won't do you any harm to leave us
here.

Well, none that I can think of.

Give me back my ring.

Well, you ain't going to be needing it,
man.

You reckon it looks too sissified, huh?
You ever get out of here, Starker? And

that don't hardly seem likely.

Well, folks, I'm going to bid you a fond
adieu. I'm sorry, but business is

business.

Where have I heard that before?

Oh, shut up.

There's no need for that gun, mister.

I'll be the judge of that. Now, what do
you want of me?

Just the time of the day and a little
information.

What information?

Well, I was wondering if you'd seen a
man and a woman on the trail. They'd be

traveling pretty fast.

I thought they might have passed you.

What do you want to know for?

Well, I'm trying to catch up with them.
I just wondered how far ahead they might

be.

All right, they passed me about an hour
ago. And like you said, they was riding

fast.

Much obliged. Looks like I'll have to
hurry.

You can put away the gun now.

You just ride on past, mister, because
this gun ain't coming off you as long as

I can see it. And you remember, I could
be seeing you when you ain't seeing me.

I remember that.

By the way, you didn't give me the time
of day, but don't bother. I probably

couldn't afford it.

Did you kill her to get this, mister?

What did you do with them?

Nothing. They gave me that so as I could
buy them back from the Indians.

You better explain that.

Well, the Indians have got them, and
they want a trade for them. So I was

that draft into Deadwoods with a cash
hit, and then I'd go back and bail them

out. That's why you took her ring. You
expected her to go back.

She wanted me to have that for what I
was doing for her.

You got about $700 in cash in here.

That wasn't enough.

Just who are you?

My name is Stryker. I own the Stryker
Saloon in Deadwood. And I do some Indian

trading, too. You don't believe it, you
ask them. They'll vouch for me.

All right, Mr. Stryker.

We'll go back and see your Indian
friends.

You'll find out just how good a trader
you are.

You're going the rest of the way alone.

You're going to get them out, Stryker.

What, where?

Big Indian trader like you, a man of
integrity, your word ought to be good

enough.

It better be.

I'm keeping your mules and your hides
and your money and your gun.

You can have them back when you come out
with my brother and the girl.

I can see the whole village from up
here. I can see about everything that

on.

If you're not back in a half hour, you
know what I'm going to do?

Attack the village?

No.

No, I'm going to turn tail and run. I'll
be long gone before your Indian friends

can catch up.

Somewhere between here and Deadwood.

Maybe in Deadwood itself.

I'll be waiting for you.

And I will be seeing you when you ain't
seeing me.

And I'll kill you.

It's as simple as that.

Yeah. I'll be back in a half hour.

Come on.

That's nice work, Striker. You see what
you can do when you really apply

yourself? Oh, Brett, how can we ever
thank you?

I'll admit, you never looked so good to
me before.

Well, I know just how you feel, Bart.

So we'll forget how you cut those saddle
cinches, huh?

That was all in fun. I'd split with you
any way you know that.

Sure you would.

So we may as well go the rest of the way
together. After all, what happened here

proves we need each other. I couldn't
put it better myself.

Well, Mr. Striker, there are your hides
and your mules.

And... Here's your money.

And here you go.

Oh, yes.

Your bullets.

When Bart understood how wrong he had
been, there weren't any more delays.

Once Brett realized how his greed had
slowed us up, we made it to Deadwood in

good time.

ready to settle for $5 ,000 each.

$4 ,500 each.

$10 ,000 apiece.

I'm terribly sorry, but we don't have
that much money on hand.

How much do you have? We'll cash one of
the drafts now and the other one later.

I'm afraid we couldn't do that either.

Actually, we only got about $87, not
safe.

Mr. Beasley, he's a big mining man. He
cashed a draft yesterday and just about

cleaned us out.

But don't worry, the...

Stagecoach and the riverboats do in any
minute now, bringing our regular cash

delivery. That's why we're open so late.
We're waiting for the stage to get

here. Soon as it does, we'll be very
happy to honor your drafts.

You say it'll be here soon?

No more than 20 minutes.

That's not very long to wait.

Why don't you have a drink across the
street at Stryker's Saloon?

And by the time you've had it, the stage
ought to be here.

Yeah. Thank you.

You stay here and watch for that
stagecoach.

Bart, come with me.

What are you thinking now?

I'm thinking you're awful lucky not to
be an only child.

Mr. Stryker?

Stryker's out of town. I run this place
when he ain't here.

Oh, that's too bad. We really wanted to
see him.

It's very important.

Well, what is it? I'll tell him when he
comes in. Well, we have some information

for him. Valuable information.

So valuable.

We think you'd be willing to pay to hear
it. A hundred dollars apiece.

What kind of information?

Well, we wouldn't want to say it until
we agreed to a price.

How can I agree to a price when I don't
know what it is?

Shall we tell him, Bart?

Yeah, he looks honest.

All right. All right.

We just got in today from Grand Eel. We
were stopping out at General Bosco's

place, and we heard the sundown kid and
his gang planning to rob this place.

This place?

Yes, sir.

And that's your valuable information?

Well, it certainly is.

I hate to be forewarned as to be
forearmed. Well, that information ain't

nothing.

Planning to rob a place and doing it is
two different things. Well, yeah, to be

sure. But they meant to do it. And
probably tonight.

What if they don't?

I'd have paid out $200 of striker's
money for a bum steer.

Yeah.

He's got a point there.

All right.

If they don't try to rob this place, you
don't owe us a cent. But if they do try

to rob it, we ought to be entitled to a
measly $200 for saving you thousands.

That ain't my money. It's Stryker's. But
it's your duty to protect it. Why,

there must be thousands laying right out
here in the open.

More than 20.

You better gather up this money right
now and put it in your safe.

We ain't got a safe.

There must be a safe someplace in town.

Say, how about right across the street,
that Granite Express Company? Granite

Express Company? Yeah.

Why should it take so long to put money
into a safe?

They probably have to count it first.

Look!

They're stopping right across the
street.

Amy, do something.

Do what?

Over there, Jesse. Stall them. Stop
them.

What? Miss Longacre, how did you get to
Deadwood?

Oh, she's fainted. Must have been the
shock of seeing me here.

Driver, give me a hand, will you?

Why, sure. Just told her in Stryker's
Saloon here.

Well, I feel better now. So do we.

Well, thanks, boys.

If things work out, you'll be rewarded.

We're sure of it.

Hey, here comes Mr. Stryker.

You can make your deal in person now.

Mr. Stryker.

Wait till you hear it.

There, there.

She seems to be coming around now.

What do you mean? Well, they were here a
couple of minutes ago, but don't worry.

They'll be coming back for their money.

Couldn't be a crooked scheme because
what could anybody gain by having us put

our money in a safe?

They weren't with her.

Will somebody else please hold her? I've
just got to get across the street and

close that office.

What office?

The gannet office. They've gone...

brothers. They've been here yet?

Oh, you must mean the Maverick brothers.

They just cast the drafts and left.

Well, what'd you pay them with? Well,
fortunately, your manager just made a

large deposit, enough to cover both
drafts. Both drafts? Ten thousand each.

Oh! Is anything wrong?

Well, Brother Bart and I both got our
money back after all.

Just what we started with.

Ten thousand apiece.

Nine thousand apiece. And two thousand
for me.

After all, business is business.