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My orders are to take you back to Fort Stockton

Sergeant Webster.

I got to find that money, sir.

It's the only way I have to clear myself.

At the trial you said you corporal buried the money.

Under a rock. Looked like a raven

just before they attacked.

Where is it ?

Oh, I'm sure this must be the pass.

None of these rocks look like a raven. None of them.

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Colt !

Good afternoon.

How are you ? What can I do for you ?

Well, at the moment I'd like a nice cold drink of water.

What's the matter ? Ain't that cold enough for you ?

It's not very cold.

Ninety-six degrees Fahrenheit

pretty cold for Langtry at this time of year.

- I suppose it is. - No supposing about it.

When I say a thing, so it's so.

Now, what's your business in these parts, mister ?

Well, I represent the Colt Patent Firearms Company.

My name is Christopher Colt.

Well, I represent the law. Law West of the Pecos that is.

My name is Roy Bean, Judge Roy Bean.

Pleased to meet you, Judge.

I've heard a lot about you.

Nice things ?

Well, yes.

Then you've been hearing pack of lies.

I'm mean and ornery and unreasonable

and stubborn to boot.

But I'm honest.

Now, what kind of guns you're peddling here ?

Colt .45s.

Let me see one.

- |s that loaded ? - Yes, sir.

Step aside.

Will it chip through that iron pot over there ?

Yes, sir.

I doubt it.

She sure packs a wallop, Judge.

Yeah. You want one of these things too ?

A bailiff can always use a good gun.

- How much ? - $18.50 cents.

- Joe will take one. - You'll never regret it.

I can give you delivery in 30 days.

- He wants one now. - Yeah. Now.

Well, I just happen to have one in my saddle bag

that a customer didn't take delivery on.

- Why didn't he take delivery ? - He's dead.

Didn't buy one soon enough.

- Your name ? - Joseph Hightower.

- Occupation ? - Bailiff.

I'll go get your gun, Mr. Hightower.

- I'll show you how to load it. - Load it.

Make the amount of bill of sale.

Certainly.

So, Hightower, is it true that your great grandpappy

was one third Comanche Injun ?

Yes, sir, that's the fact.

This court's now in session.

I find you guilty, Mr. Colt, selling firearms to an Injun.

What ?

That's very serious offense

in the state of Texas for which I fine you $1000.

I also fine you $35 for busting my chimney

and my bean pot over there.

I didn't break them, you did.

It was your gun and your bullet

you was an accessory before the fire.

Now, there have you got a $1035 ?

No, I haven't.

Oh, then dig up what you've got.

Now, wait a minute, Judge.

You want me to make 50 more for contempt ?

Let me see.

Hundred and fifty, seventy-five, ninety-two hundred dollar ?

You still owe this court $835. Lock him up, bailiff.

Put your guns in the bar. You won't need them.

Court's now adjourned. Bar is open for business again.

You'll never get away with this.

Listen, mister, I already got away with it.

This is your idea of law and order ?

Yeah, my kind of law and my kind of order.

- I see. - I doubt it.

I know all about you, Colt. Who you are and why you're here.

- Are you sure about that ? - Very sure.

I got sources information all over the state of Texas.

You're a captain in the army. One of them undercover men.

Spy. You came here because of that big army payroll robbery

that occurred just north of town now, didn't you ?

So, you think.

'If you'd come to me in the first place'

"and told me who you was'

things might have been different, but oh, no

you had to sneak in to town here

pretending you was some kind of an innocent gun peddler.

Is that against the law in your bailiwick ?

If I so choose to so interpret

you must be suspicious of me.

I won't stand for nobody being suspicious of me.

Is that clear ?

Very.

If you've got any friends, you better write them

to send the money for your fine.

And tell them to send some to boot.

I charge prisoners $5 a day room and board in my jail.

You must be doing pretty good,

I make out.

And incidentally for real sarcastic prisoners

I charge $10 a day.

So, you better watch that mouth of yours, mister.

Very nice. Very nice.

There. You can look but don't touch. Clear ?

Yes, sir.

Now, can I see the beautiful new prisoner, Judge ?

- Beautiful ? - So I've been told.

Oh, what do you want to see him for ?

Woman's curiosity.

And to see if he's as handsome as they say.

Alright. Come on.

Maybe I ought to charge admission.

You got to bring some peanuts to feed him, Ms. June.

Well, there he is, Ms. June.

And don't put your hand through the bars

that critter's liable to bite.

He doesn't look so ferocious to me, Judge Bean.

Are you the one who's been singing, miss ?

She sure was.

And you've never heard a sweeter singer

unless you've heard Lillie Langtry.

I've never heard Lillie Langtry..

...but I doubt if she could sing as well as this young lady.

Thank you, sir. Such gallantry is deserving of a reward.

Judge, why don't you fetch a drink for the gentleman ?

- For him ? - Please.

It must be terrible to be locked up in a saloon

and not be able to have even a glass of beer.

Oh, maybe it is a little inhuman.

Can you break that lock with a crowbar ?

I think so.

I'll push it through the back window.

Meet me behind the corral, I'll have your horse ready.

Well, how am I going to get out of here without them seeing

or hearing me ?

The haystack out by the barn's going to catch on fire.

They'll be there putting it out.

'Beer for prisoners.'

Here. Compliments of the sweetest little singer

West of the Pecos.

You're a very good help, miss.

Thank you, sir.

'What are you doing ?'

I'm fixing to go to bed.

Without your supper ?

I didn't think I was going to get any.

Did you never heard of southern hospitality ?

Tonight you're in luck.

You've got tripe soup and goat meat stew.

My favorite dish.

Eat hearty.

'Fire ! Fire ! '

'Fire ! '

- Are you alright ? - Never better.

- Thanks to you, Ms... - I'm June Webster.

- Webster ? - Sergeant Webster's daughter.

What are you doing here ?

I came here with my father

looking for that missing payroll.

My father didn't steal it.

I don't think he did either.

That's why I'm here.

Maybe together we could find him.

- And my father. - Your father ?

"Something's happened to him.'

When I went to take him some food up in the canyon

he wasn't there.

I'm afraid he's dead.

He's very much alive.

'Three days ago I arrested him and took him to Fort Stockton.'

Well, then..

- Are you sure he's alright ? - Positive.

Well, what's your excuse ?

- He had a crowbar. - Who ?

The fella you arrested. Colt.

This guns salesman.

He must have used it to break out of the cell.

Or somebody must have slipped it into the cell.

- You don't think that I... - Oh, shut up.

Say, I wonder what Juney was doing tonight.

Well, again thanks for everything.

You'll be there ?

In the canyon at the end of the pass

I'll wait for you there.

I should be there by noon

if I can manage to slip away.

Hurry now, please.

'Juney. Juney, where are ya ?'

That's the Judge. Hurry.

- 'Juney !' - I'm over here, Judge.

Well, what you're doing way down here ?

Watching the fire.

Well, you better stick close to the saloon.

That prisoner of mine busted out tonight.

You know, the one you thought was so handsome and all.

He didn't.

He did. Got clean away.

- Terrible. Ain't it ? - Yes. Terrible.

- I've brought some food. - There's no time for that now.

Somebody took a shot at me the other day

when I arrested your father.

I'm beginning to think that Judge had a hand in it.

I doubt it.

I don't think he'd go in for anything

but legalize banditry.

Well, he knew about the holdup.

'He knows about everything.'

But this doesn't sound like him.

What is the Judge's interest in you though ?

Nothing personal. He just likes my singing.

He's a strange man, Chris.

I think he's actually in love with Lillie Langtry.

- Has he ever met her ? - 'No.'

'But he writes to her.'

It's kind of pathetic in a way.

He's about as pathetic as a sack full of rattle snakes.

Speak of the devil.

There's one behind that bush there.

See its shadow on the wall ?

The snake looks a little hungry. Shall we feed him a rabbit ?

Well, it did look real. Real as anything.

Shadows.

Didn't that holdup take place in the late afternoon ?

That's right. Just before sunset.

Best time to look.

For the rock that looks like a raven ?

- Right. - Right, Mr. Colt.

That must be the answer for sure.

I figured you gave him the crowbar

and burned down the haystack.

You don't look that intelligent.

Not only smart but sassy ?

I think I can take that out of you.

Unh-unh.

Are you sure they didn't see you ?

They were so interested in each other

that they didn't know there was anyone else around

for a hundred miles.

Just tell me what happened.

Leave out things which is irrelevant and immaterial.

Alright. She's the one to set fire to the haystack

and helped him escape.

I know that. Do you think I was hatched out of egg yesterday ?

No, but...

Do they know where the money's hidden ?

I'm not sure. They were talking about shadows.

Late afternoon shadows. Didn't make no sense to me.

No. Well, I guess you can't fault a man

for something that he ain't got. Sense that is.

- Meaning me ? - Meaning you.

Don't take much sense to figure out them evening shadows

casting on a rock up there somewhere makes it look

like a raven's head.

Hey, I bet that's it.

It'll be worth a trip to find out.

Yeah, I'll get going right now.

And I'll go with you.

- I don't need no help. - How do you know ?

If you find the money, you might need some help towin' it home.

You don't trust me ?

That's a funny question to ask me, Brisco.

You trying to hurt my feelings ?

Of course not.

Could be they're looking for you, you know.

Could be dangerous. Them expecting you ?

Why would they be expecting me ?

Maybe they know you were spying on them.

I'd know if anybody had seen me.

Well, sure you would.

And how'd you get that scratch on your face ?

Well, my, my horse bolted under a mesquite tree.

I see.

Well, you go and saddle up my horse

I'm going to join you directly.

- Alright. - Get along.

Joel !

Yeah ?

Well, this is it.

See the shadow on the ground ?

The shadow of a raven.

See the raven ?

When the sun gets a little lower..

...it should cast a shadow on those rocks over there.

But which one ?

Well, we'll know in about two hours.

Might as well wait in the shade.

They're just standing there.

I got better sense. I'm sitting.

Why don't we just ride up and take them ?

We can recognize raven's rock just as good as they can.

Well, there's digging to be done.

I always believe in letting the other fella

do the work for me.

Suppose they dig it up and get away ?

They won't. We'll move in as soon as they start digging.

I suppose you know what you're doing.

Well, that's the most intelligent observation

I've heard from you in quite a spell.

I may not be as dumb as you think that I am, Judge.

Well, that's a moot question.

Very moot.

And don't make faces behind my back. It's childish.

Go and see what they're doing now.

They started.

Remember easy does it.

Supposing he start shooting ?

We do it right. It ain't gonna be no shooting.

I think we've hit paydirt.

Seal's unbroken.

'Freeze.'

I'll take them saddle bag.

Come on, move !

Law West of the Pecos.

Don't jump to conclusions, young man.

I aim to return this money to the government.

Ol also aim to collect the $5000 reward for the same.

That's what you think, old man.

Drop..

Well, that was right nice shooting, Mr. Colt.

I'll take those saddle bag.

You will. Joe.

You always copy your bets, Judge ?

Most dollars.

I got you over barrel now, ain't 1 ?

For the time being.

Well, I'll tell you what I'm going to do.

I'm gonna give this to Juney here on one condition.

That she collect the reward

and use the money to cultivate her voice.

- Will you do that, gal ? - Yes, sir.

You've got a fine middle and lower range

with them high notes sure needs some work on them.

Thank you, Judge.

And as for you, Colt..

...I reckon I'll call it a standoff.

What about my $200 ?

Your 2007 ? Well, that was a legal fine.

What's more, you still owe me $835.

"But I'll suspend that and put you on probation.'

I see.

But if you ever come back to my bailiwick

and so much as spit on the sidewalk

I'll collect every penny of it. Do you understand ?

- I understand, your honor. - Alright, you can go.

There should be no doubt about

your father's innocence now, June.

'I can hardly wait to see him.'

'We should be in Fort Stockton in a day and a half.'

In our next exciting story

mathematics and the secret known to everyone

except the sheriff are combined to save a town

from destruction.

We know what those chalk marks are for.

I've got a gun under this pillow

and it's pointed straight at your belly.

'Now get out of here.'

Oh, I'm sorry, Mrs. Benjamin, I was just going to lock up.

At this time of day ?

Well, I got to run and tell the mayor

about Shift Wilson.

- He's coming back ? - He's on his way.

Don't tell Joe.

He mustn't die like my father did.

Set to skedaddle ?

What's it to you, Blaine ?

Well, it gives the town a black eye.

Our upstanding marshal turning in his badge

and running for cover like a scared rabbit.

Joe.

For suspense and action, join us for "Don't Tell Joe."

I've changed my mind. Draw !

♪ There was a gun that won the west ♪

♪ There was a man among the best ♪

♪ The fastest gun or man alive ♪

♪ A lightning bolt when he drew that Colt .45 ♪

♪ He carried the message of law and of order ♪

♪ Into a wicked land ♪

♪ With a Colt single action army revolver ♪

♪ Blazing from either hand ♪

♪ There was the right, there was the wrong ♪

♪ The gun was quick, the man was strong ♪

♪ And peace was made when they'd arrived ♪

♪ A lightning bolt when he drew that Colt .45 ♪

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