Original subtitles

Hand over the money.

It's government gold. You better not touch it.

They'll run you down until you're buried.

That's true, if they can catch us..

And if you can identify us.

Now hurry up.

Hold it.

You can't do that.

Give them a chance. Let them go.

A Warner Bros. television production.

Colt !

Mornin'. You the sheriff ?

Sheriff's takin' a prisoner to Yuma.

You're sittin' in his chair.

It's softer.

Aren't you worrying about your career from the wrong end ?

I'm doing alright.

I'm a probationary deputy now.

And in six months, I'll be the youngest regular deputy

in the territory.

If someone doesn't steal your keys

or you shoot yourself in the foot.

How's it look ?

You know the best polish for that ?

Sweat.

Sheriff tell you I was coming ?

Yes, sir.

Officially, you're the Colt .45 man.

'That's right.

What kind of gun do you carry ?

Don't you think that was a little silly ?

'Just because I say I'm Chris Colt'

'doesn't necessarily make it so.'

Well, the sheriff gave me a good description of you.

And besides...

How old are you ?

- Twenty-two. - What's your name ?

Billy.

I mean, Bill Gibson.

I sure would like to ride with you, Mr. Colt.

I never rode with a government man.

This one's dead.

It was three men.

Strangers.

If you're riding out, can I come along ?

And leave the town unprotected ?

Well, I can get a special deputy to watch the office.

We're real close to the county line

I'm not real sure of my jurisdiction.

Well, I'm sure of mine.

This coach is carrying federal money.

When the government is concerned

my jurisdiction is from San Francisco to Boston

Alaska to Mexico. Now get your horse.

- Padre ? - Yes, my child ?

May I ask a question ?

That is 206 for the day. Your quota's 300.

How long does it take you to recite your office ?

In my garden of Tuscon where I'd like to be, 45 minutes.

On this bumpy little burrow, one hour.

With you interrupting.

Why don't you get in the wagon with Uncle Alfredo ?

And Tia Margarita ?

I have my own little house.

Tell your uncle we will camp soon for the night.

Look, padre, a campfire.

Didn't the sisters teach you not to point ?

Point again, I don't see it.

Hello.

Hello, padre.

'Evenin”

How are you, father ?

You mind if we bed down for the night ?

Sure, it's a free country.

- We ain't got much grub. - Oh, we have plenty.

Enough to give you some if you need it.

Oh, we'll make out.

Who do you have in the wagon ?

'Senora Duarte, Senor Duarte, and Senorita Inez.'

I'm escorting them from the convent

of the sisters of St. Joseph in Tuscon to below Benson.

Well, we're headed for Tuscon.

I hope you have a good trip.

And if you have time, I wish

you'd tell the bishop that you met us.

We intend to make Benson by tomorrow.

The bishop puts out a glass of fine wine at good news.

Sure could use some of that right now.

This is not as good as the bishop's.

But it's not supposed to be for a poor desert priest.

My name is Jack, padre.

This is Bill.

And the kid's name is, Tim.

Tim..

That's a good name.

I know a fella named Paul

who had a all-around handyman named Timothy.

We're in good shape.

One more little job for spending money.

We'll be out of this country.

Why do we have to pull another stick-up ?

You've got enough.

You can't spend new government gold

So soon after you've got it.

Even I know that.

I want out.

- You can get out. - I don't meant that way.

Then you stay right around home like a good little boy.

Or I'll blow your head off.

Now ride out to that green gully out there and get the water.

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More ! More, padre ! Si.

This is all I know.

Father.

I want to confess.

Can't it wait for your own priest

in your own parish ?

I have no priest.

I have no parish.

You have now, son.

Were you baptized ?

By my mother, when she thought I was dying.

The bishop could do no better.

Follow me, son.

Finest cathedral ever built.

He wasn't even here.

Maybe he skedaddled off someplace.

Maybe up in them rocks, looking for a goat.

He's the goat.

Do you ever hear of a Judas goat in the stockyards ?

Nope. Can't say that I have.

He leads the others to slaughter.

Hello, boy.

We was beginning to get worried about you.

Yeah, where you been ?

Oh, he'll tell us.

He tells everything, don't you, kid ?

I'll get these canteens filled.

Don't bother about that.

I'll bet you rode off on your own.

Held up a stagecoach we don't know about.

Took the money and shot the driver.

Now why would he do a thing like that ?

So as he can tell his grandchildren

what a big man he was.

Just wanted to see if you had to kill the shotgun messenger too.

You see, he's so modest, he wouldn't boast

if he held up the governor's carriage.

I didn't kill anyone.

And I'm not going to.

Quitting your trade before you learn it, boy ?

I'm quitting right now. I don't want any part of the money.

Well, I never knew a junior partner

to dissolve a firm SO quick.

Say, you just don't happen to have

another gun in your saddle bag, now, do you ?

No.

Nothing but a deck of cards and a prayer book.

And they're both marked.

"Act of contrition."

"Or a confession."

In any other line of business, this book would be

real nice reading.

Where'd you catch up with the priest ?

Over the ridge.

Did you make a nice confession ?

He forgave me. I'm gonna turn myself in.

Did he give you last rites ?

Why should he ?

That's too bad

Say, what if that priest blabs ?

Never heard of a priest blabbing yet.

But there can always be a first time.

Maybe you can't kill a priest.

They fall down and die just like anybody else.

- Padre. - Gentlemen.

We're looking for three men who held up a stage yesterday

and killed the driver and the guard. Can you help us ?

We camped with three men last night.

Where were they going ?

Said they were going to Tuscon.

Padre, I think maybe..

Do you know something, miss ?

Wouldn't it be romantic if the young man

who came back to see el padre

were a highwayman ?

This is to stop me, it is not like to say

shut up.

First I taught you respect for your elders

not to interrupt.

Was the man who came to see you one of the holdup men ?

Let us say he had sinned and asked for forgiveness.

- How long ago ? - Hour. Two hours.

Which way'd he go ?

He turned to the right, I hope.

You don't seem to understand, padre.

Two men were murdered. And I'm after the three who killed them.

Good luck.

I think you know more than you're telling

Is it possible one of the men confessed ?

Anything is possible.

And perhaps you instructed him

to give himself up as a condition of absolution ?

I cannot discuss that.

And now gentlemen, if you will leave

I will read my office.

If you come into town, I'll read the office to you

that says it's against the law to obstruct justice.

You could go to jail.

Priest have been thrown into jail before.

We'll take care of our kind of law

I'm sure the padre will obey his.

Padre.

We meet again.

- Did you find your man ? - No.

If you instructed him to turn himself in. He hasn't.

- Well, have faith. - Not in killers.

'Wagon tongue's about to break.'

Yes, I know. I've been praying but few of the saints

seem to have been blacksmiths.

He's no saint but he's a pretty good blacksmith.

'Rufus !'

Can you fix it ? And for how much ?

Oh, for ten dollars.

Isn't that pretty high ?

So is the steeple on the new church that we're building.

- I'm a Baptist. - Congratulations.

So was St. John.

Fix it by morning and I will give you $12

of Senor Duarte's money.

Well, I could loan you another rig and a fresh horse

to get you around town while you're waiting.

Thank you, Deacon.

By the way, where are you

delivering these people, padre ?

Senor Duarte has bought the old Adalgo Hacienda.

That's on the border, about eight miles south.

- Big spread. - In your county ?

Sheriff's county.

You're learning fast, Billy.

Why don't you help the padre out and drive the Duartes home ?

Go ahead, I'll mind the store.

If it's alright with you, padre.

'Go right ahead, son.'

I used to think baptism was the noisy sacrament

but I suppose matrimony requires some conversation.

We're sure that Tim told the priest

what we don't know is...

Did the priest put the law on our trail ?

Yeah, the priest being here and us being here.

It's all the nuggets in one pouch.

You might as well go in and make yourself comfortable.

Thanks. You know there's a precedent to this.

St. Paul and his jailer became great friends.

Well, I'm just offering you a place out of the sun

and possibly out of bullet range.

Who's shot ?

You alright, padre ?

One advantage in being a priest

it doesn't matter how, when or where you die.

Colt .45.

Hope I didn't sell the gun to the man who fired this.

I think they're still in town. No one has left.

Won't you even give me a description of them ?

Certainly. You never asked me.

- Number one. - About my size. Unshaven.

Typical saddle trap

- Number two. - Little bigger.

Slower movin'. More stupid of the two, I'd say.

Number three ?

Well, if he's alive, I'm sure

that you or some other lawman will see him soon.

What if it was one of the three that tried to kill you ?

If it was, I'm not a very successful father confessor.

Then it's all the help you'll give us in spite of..

Inspite of hell.

You mind sleeping in here, padre ?

Why should 1 ?

It looks more comfortable than the cell of most monks.

Do you mind keeping the front door locked ?

I'm going out to search the town again.

The law.

No badge.

I'd know him with no clothes.

No question about it now.

The priest did talk.

Don't see anybody in jail.

Just the padre.

- Prisoner ? - No. House guest.

Someone took a shot at him.

You're back early.

What happened to the romance ?

Deaf in one ear.

That little parakeet, like talked me to death.

You mean, you didn't propose ?

Yes, sir.

I proposed that I get right out of there.

You must be all tuckered out.

He wants to get an early start.

'That's far enough, padre.'

That kid, Timothy, told you all about us, now didn't he ?

Then that leaves you the only one

that can give us any trouble.

I borrowed this from your saddlebag, padre.

Two of the men are inside.

I don't think so, yet.

This is your town, Bill.

Take over

Well, they have to stand trial.

The one in the wagon admitted he killed

the third member of the gang.

He's the only one who has nothing to worry about.

Here or hereafter.

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Colt .45 ♪

♪ Colt .45 ♪