All language subtitles for S1E8 - Last Chance

Two shots at close range.
That's all I can tell you now.

Why didn't you tell us you came
back to town yesterday ?

Because I didn't.

Why should I say I did ?

I see you're wearing
a .45 caliber Peacemaker.

Yeah.

I got it
when they first came out.

I don't think that's any
of your business either.

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It had been a long time
since I hadn't had a federal case

on my mind, and I was
enjoying the situation.

Big country, a good horse,
peace all around

and ahead of me Scott City
and a good friend

who knew me
only as a Colt salesman.

He was a sheriff but he managed
to bait his hook

for things other than bad men.

There was a great stream
for trout fishing

around those parts
he'd promised me

last time I'd seen him.

And I was going to
take him up on it.

And just let everything
kinda drift by me

for a few days.

Chris ! A long time
since I last saw you.

- Good to see you, Ben.
- How's the gun business ?

Not bad. Not bad at all.

You're gonna stay a while
this time ?

Well, I got a few days
with nobody prodding in.

I remember what you said
about a stream surrounded by

blueberries and trout
just waiting around

to jump at a hook.

It's still there.
Now which do you want ?

The blueberries or the trout ?

Well, you can't go after
blueberries with a fishing pole.

How about taking a few days off
and joining me ?

Well, I just may arrange that.

You know the last time
I was out there

I got me a trout this big.

Well, not really.

More this size b ut..

What's the matter, Mrs. Grant ?

It's Dennis Whittier.

He's been killed.

Dennis Whittier, he-he's
the bookkeeper, isn't he ?

He worked for my husband
at the mine.

Now he's dead.

Well, how did he die ?

He was shot.

Morgan Brent killed him.

'Are you sure it
was Morgan Brent ?'

I saw him riding away.

What time was this ?

I don't know.

With everything else

I didn't think
to look at the clock.

I ran into a fellow who called
himself Morgan Brent

on my way into town.

Where ?

About 10 miles south.

Where is this mine ?

Well, darn close to there.

Heard two shots
before I ran into Brent.

You think that could have
anything to do with it ?

Well, it could.

Tell me how this happened,
Mrs. Grant.

Our home is next
to the mine office.

I saw Morgan go into the office
and heard the shooting.

So I ran outside
and saw Morgan riding away.

And then I went into the office
and... found Mr. Whittier..

...dead on the floor.

You shouldn't have
come here alone.

Wasn't there anybody to help ?
What about your husband ?

He is in San Felipe on business.

'When's he coming back ?'

8 o'clock stage in the morning.

You know where I live
just around the corner ?

- Yes.
- Well, my wife's there.

I want you to go over
and stay with her

till Mr. Grant comes back.

Thank you, sheriff.

Now you go over to my place

and you try and get some rest.

Well, I know better
than hang himself in time.

There have been killings
he's wiggled out of before

but this is the one
I'm gonna get him for.

- Who is he ?
- He's a gambler. And a crook.

The whole town
will be better off without him.

- Looks like it may be.
- Where are you gonna find him ?

He sure won't come back here.

I want you to show me the place
where you met him.

Then we'll pick up
his trail from there.

Vacation... relax... go fishing.

Look, we'll come around to that
as soon as we clean up

this business.
We gotta pick up the corn.

Well, this is the spot.

He headed off down that draw.

Yeah, he's got a friend who runs
some cows out that way.

It'd slow him.
Let's see what he has to say.

Hold up there, Brent !

- What for ?
- What's your business here ?

Visiting a friend of mine. Why ?

Can I have my carbine ?
I'd like to go.

No, you can't.
You're under arrest.

I got you this time. None of
your self defense claims.

'Cause Dennis Whittier
didn't carry a gun.

- Dennis Whittier ? ?
- Why did you Kill him ?

Kill him ? I saw him
a couple of hours ago.

He was just as much alive than
as you are now.

What gives you the idea
I'd kill him ?

'You were seen coming out
of the office where he was working.'

And you rode off in a big hurry.

Now get going.

Alright, sheriff, have your fun.

You've got no more on me
now than the other times.

Ben, here are the slugs
that killed him.

44-40 caliber.

That's the same caliber
as this casing

I took from Brent's carbine.

Ha ! Another nail in his coffin.

Let's just see
what he has to say about this.

- Oh, what about the widow ?
- I told her.

She didn't seem too broke up.

She and Whittier
were separated.

Yeah, it's a pitiful thing.

Pretty young woman
left all alone in this country.

What ? Are you gonna turn me
loose so soon, sheriff ?

Not much. I'm not.

How about giving us
the whole story ?

What story ?

These slugs that killed Whittier
are 44-40.

The same that fits your carbine.

Small world, isn't it ?

Still doesn't prove anything.

Nah, you're dead, Brent.

Why don't you save yourself
and all of us

a lot of time and trouble
and admit you did it.

Why should I admit anything ?
I had nothing to do with it.

What about those two shots
I heard out there ?

I told you about that.
I fired at a wolf. And I missed !

You said
you'd been with Whittier ?

- That's right.
- Why ?

I was trying to collect some
money he owed me.

He gave any proof of that.
Did he sign any paper ?

No, it was a friendly loan.

I thought collecting it
would be friendly too

but he never got around to it.

Alright, sheriff, you can think
whatever you like.

But you just remember this.
You gotta prove I killed him.

And you're never gonna do that.

We'll prove it alright.

I had enough of him for one day.

I'm going out to home
and talk to Mrs. Grant.

It's a bad thing for a woman
to go through.

But she'll feel better
when her husband gets here.

I'll wait here, Ben.

Oh, Wallace ! Wallace !

Kate, what is it ? What happened ?

Well, maybe I better tell you,
Mr. Grant. It's bad news.

Dennis Whittier was found
shot to death in your office.

Dennis !

- But.. But who'd kill him ?
- Morgan Brent.

Oh, he won't admit anything
but there's no doubt he did it.

I've got him locked up. Your
wife saw him at the mine office.

Oh, Kate, this must have been
a terrible thing

for you to go through alone.

We kept her at our place
last night.

Thought it'd be better.

Thanks, sheriff.

I'll take her home now.

Sure, Mr. Brent,
don't you worry.

Things will be evened out
pretty quick now.

Don't know what
I'm doing this for.

Doesn't look like I'll get
a chance to use it

unless some of those trout come
swimming through here.

Oh, we'll go tomorrow for sure.

We got our man
lock, stock and barrel.

I'll just deputize somebody
to keep an eye on this place

for a couple of days.

- What do you want, Mr. Grant ?
- We want Brent.

What do you figure
on doing with him ?

Make him pay for what he did.

You know the law.
He is entitled to a trial.

Anybody who shoots a man down
in cold blood

the way he did
doesn't deserve one.

The court will decide whether
he's guilty or not.

- Not a mob like you.
- We don't need a court.

We know he's guilty.

He deliberately went to the mine

to kill Whittier.

How do you know that, Mr. Grant ?

Because he went to the mine
after 5 o'clock

and I'll tell you why.

He knows the mine closes at 4

and there wouldn't be
any workmen around

to see him do it.

And if my wife hadn't spotted him

he'd have gotten away
with it too.

He says he went out to see
Whittier to collect some money

he owned him from a card game.

Yeah, and when he didn't get it

he killed him.

He's got to be taken care of.

Now. Before there's any
slip off.

Now, now, wait a minute.

You all know
how I feel about Brent.

But we have laws in this state.

And they were laid down
for the protection of all of us.

'The guilty right along
with the innocent.'

'He'll stand trial.'

Our kind of trial.

He's my prisoner not yours.

And as much as I hate him
I'll fight you to keep him.

Now go on home
or back to the salon.

'Or wherever you came from.'

Nothing like this
has happened before.

Seems like Grant who went
and stirred up that mob.

Is he a special friend
of Whittier's ?

Well, they're friendly enough
but seeing his wife

in the state she was in, is
enough to make any man wild.

And I guess it would.

What happened to those slugs
the coroner brought in ?

I put them away. Why ?
What do you got in mind ?

I'd like to take a look at 'em.

You got a magnifying glass ?

No. Well, not in the office.
I got one at the house.

My wife use it sometimes
when she reads the Bible.

How about a pair of binoculars ?

Yeah, I got that.

What do you wanna look at ?

Nothing very far away.

What in tarnation
are you doing, Chris ?

I hate to upset the apple cart
but it's beginning to look like

Brent didn't kill Whittier.

What's got into you ?

I don't see anything but
a couple of pieces of leather

I saw before.

You don't see any rifling marks
on 'em, do you ?

No, but what difference
does it make ?

Well, 44-40 carbines are rifled
and handguns aren't.

Are you trying to say
these slugs didn't come

from Morgan Brent's carbine ?

These slugs came from
a 44-40 pistol.

I don't believe it.

That's because you don't want to.

You don't like Brent,
you've been wanting to

build a strong case against him
for a long time.

'Thought you had
but now you don't.'

When my late uncle's company
put out

a .45 caliber armor revolver

the people on the Frontier
took it up.

There was one hitch.

Ammunition for it
was hard to get.

So the company put out
a 44-40 caliber

'same load that the men out here'

'use in their rifles
and carbines.'

After a while .45 ammunition got
easier to get

so they discontinued the 44-40.

There's still a few of them
around though.

That's what got Whittier
not Brent's carbine.

You know more about guns
than anybody I know

so what you say must be right.

What do I do now ?

Better start looking for
a new suspect.

You got somebody in mind ?

Yes.

Except he wasn't in town
yesterday.

Wallace Grant.

Grant ?

What has got into you ?

Well, what strikes me
as funny is that

until he arrived nobody was
excited about the killing.

Then he shows up and he's got
a lynch mob ready to go to work.

Well, there's nothing strange
about that.

Brent made a lot of enemies
in this town

all they needed was somebody
to get 'em started.

And it just happened to be
Wallace Grant.

I think we oughta talk to
a few more people.

Anybody in particular ?

I'd like to talk to Whittier's
widow. Where does she live ?

Right behind the hotel,
first house.

It's white with a picket fence
around it.

Hello. Are you Mrs. Whittier ?

- Yes.
- My name is Chris Colt.

I'm working with
Sheriff Ben Mason

on your husband's case.

Do you mind if I talk with you
for a moment ?

Well, come in.

Morgan Brent's arrested.
What more is there to do or say ?

It's beginning to look like
Brent had nothing to do with it.

Everybody says he did.

Why do you say he didn't ?

I only said it looked like
he hadn't.

Do you think he did ?

Well... everybody said that
he killed Dennis

and he was arrested.

I didn't think
there was anything more to it.

Would he have had any reason
to kill your husband ?

- I don't know.
- Do you know anybody who would ?

I hadn't spoken to my husband
for almost a year.

Not about where he went, who
he saw, who his friends were..

Anything about what he did.

You must have been hurt real bad.

Do you mind telling me
how it started ?

Yes, I do mind.

It's all over now.

And I don't wanna talk about it
or think about it.

Oh, the way I see it
if Brent is brought to trial

you'll be asked a lot of
questions under oath.

I'll wait for that then.

Do you mind telling me this ?

How long had your husband
worked for Grant ?

I'll find out from somebody else
if you don't tell me.

Oh, it... it was a year
and a half I think.

How well do you know Grant ?

I don't know him at all.

I've hardly spoken to him.

What does this have to do
with it ?

How well did your husband know
Mrs. Grant ?

Mr. Colt, I told you

I don't know anything
about what my husband did.

Well, thank you, Mrs. Whittier.

I hope I won't have to
bother you again.

Where you've been, Chris ?

From the looks of that horse
I'd say it was a long way.

San Felipe.

You know where
I can locate Grant ?

Yeah. He's in the salon.
What do you want with him ?

I've got a few questions
to ask him.

Come on.

Why didn't you tell us
you came back to town yesterday ?

Because I didn't.
Why should I say I did ?

You took the stage
from here to San Felipe.

Rented a horse, rode out of
town. Where did you go ?

On private business.
Mine. Not yours.

The stable owner says you
brought the horse back

half dead, like
you've been riding all night.

And you took the stage
to Scott City.

You could have rode back
to the mine.

Say, what's he trying to pull ?

Who is he and what rights
he got to stick his nose

into what I do ?

He's name is Chris Colt
and he's a friend of mine.

I gave him the right.

What makes you so sure
that Brent was at the mine

at 5 o'clock yesterday ?

My wife told me.

We asked her what time Whittier
was killed, she didn't remember.

Yet you say she told you.

Oh, come on, Chris,
she was all torn to pieces

when she talked to us.
She wasn't making sense.

I see you're wearing
a .45 caliber peacemaker.

Yeah.

I got it
when they first came out.

I don't think that's
any of your business either.

How about a 44-407

You ever carry one of those ?

No, I, I never owned one.

What made you think I might ?

Just a guess.

Sheriff, I thought
you run this town ?

He sort of helped me out.

Morgan Brent's in jail,
what's he helping you with ?

There's no real proof
against Brent.

My wife's words are proof enough.

Sure.

But if I happen to find
a 44-40 handgun..

...the proof is liable to switch
another way.

Sheriff, you know
where to find me

if there's any...
official questions.

I bet you 10 to 1 I know
where he's gone.

Where ?

To get rid of a 44-40 pistol.

Where is it ?

The gun ?

I've got to get rid of it
before the sheriff

and his friend get here.

Wallace, what are you
talking about ?

Kate, I've done all I could.

But they're closing in.

What's the matter with you ?
Who's closing in ?

Kate, it's no use.

I've suspected for the past year
there was something

between you and Whittier.

I rode back from
San Felipe yesterday.

And came out here,
I heard you asking the man

to go back to his wife.

I heard what he said.

I saw you shoot him.

Oh, Wallace, you've got to
help me.

I didn't mean for it to happen.

It just did. Oh, please
you've got to help me.

Kate, I tried.

But I'm afraid it's too late.

Oh, darling, it isn't too late.

I made an awful mistake but..

...it wasn't all my fault.

You left me alone so much
I began to feel like

like I didn't belong.

I had to look for something.

Kate I.. I know that now.

Darling, we can go away together.

Start all over again
some place else.

Unless you don't care for me
anymore.

Kate, why do you think
I've stirred suspicion

away from you ?

I've done such a good job that
this Colt fellow now suspects me

of the killing.

Kate, you've got to get rid of
that gun

before they get here.

I'd like to look at that,
Mrs. Grant.

Oh, Wallace, I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.

I did all I could to help you.

To help me ?

You can't blame my husband,
Mr. Colt. No jury could.

He did what any man would do
to protect his wife.

It's no use, Mrs. Grant.

I was standing outside
for a couple of minutes

before I came in.

'I'll take that gun now.'

44-40.

I tried to help her.

You almost did..

...at your expense.

Would you like to get her ready
to go into town ?

Okay, Brent, on your way.

Sure. Thanks
for your hospitality, sheriff.

Better luck next time.

I'll just stay around town,
give you another chance.

It's all over.

Nothing to keep us from going
after those trout now.

Nothing but this.

A wire to report back
to Fort Randall

the day after tomorrow.

If I'm gonna make it I'd better
get started right away.

What about your vacation ?

Explain that to the fish.

Tell 'em to keep swimming around
till I get back.

I'll do that.
See you next year then.

I'll be looking forward
to it, Ben.

Just don't let anyone get shot
the next time I come to town.