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A Warner Brothers television production.
Maybe you'd like to ride on to Three Rivers, mister.
That's Cal Sanger out there.
He's gonna pave the street with lead.
- No, thank you. - Then take some advice.
Stay clear of him. He's a bad one.
Now you're a man of the soil, duke.
You've had you Halloween, son.
Go on home.
I'm a Sanger, and this town, this country
the grass and the air are all part of my home.
Now, you're in my home, mister.
Take off your hat.
I said, take off your hat.
"'Look out !"
This means trouble.
I should've known it was you.
Well, Sam Colt.
You after me, Sam ?
Get a doctor.
I said get a doctor.
You'd better get him out of town, mister.
You know he can't travel, now get a doctor !
You don't understand.
Abel Sanger, he runs this town.
- That's his boy out there. - A doctor !
Alright. Get Doc Twitchell.
Send him up to the hotel.
- Don't say I didn't warn you. - I won't.
Got it.
Hand me that bandage, son.
That's a nice job, doc.
Well, considering I haven't treated a gunshot wound
in a long time..
Bullet from a Sanger gun
usually is best treated with a Bible.
This Abel Sanger, a hard man ?
Like spring wolves.
Lean and hungry, and hunt for blood.
- That's what they're like. - They ?
The old man and the three sons.
Two sons.
'Well, that does it. When he wakes up he'll be thirsty.'
'Don't let him drink too much.'
He'll be alright in a couple of days.
A couple of days ?
You mean he won't be able to travel ?
I don't blame you for wantin' to make tracks.
But if he moves with all the blood he's lost..
...you're just buyin' him a harp.
Here come the wolves now.
Likely they came for Cal's body.
Least wise you can pray that's why they came.
I better go out the back way.
- Wait a minute, doc, your fee. - Fee ?
Son, I took an oath to help the suffering.
But with them here
I don't rightly know who the suffering are.
Your friend here
or this town.
Where's my son ?
In my room.
Son, I give you my word
there's no place for your killer to run
where we won't find him.
Where ever you are
hear me
I'm coming back !
I'm gonna kill you ! Slowest way I know !
'Got a town choir. '
How do you feel ?
Fine.
I've got a New Years thirst.
That's enough.
Alright, now.
Where do I stand ?
Stand ?
You can't even lean.
You know what I mean.
Who's the buffalo pawing the ground out there ?
The boy's father.
Oh.
So that's what it's going to be.
No, that's not what it's going to be.
You're leaving this town as soon as you can stand.
I've got an appointment in this town.
- With a lady. - You meet her somewhere else.
I'll give her your message.
And trust you with a pretty lady ?
That, um..
...that buffalo's got two sons.
Now, when you see the three of them together..
...traveling is gonna come as a nice idea.
Nobody ever tried to save Ben Thompson's life before.
Why are you, Sam ?
Oh, let's say..
...you're worth a price.
Why ?
Ben Thompson never cheated a man, or..
...pulled a trigger he didn't have to.
You killed a man in Roswell, Ben.
That's why I'm here.
Sam Colt.
Bounty hunter ?
Now I know everybody has a price.
How long does he aim to stay, mister..
Colt.
I registered, remember ?
How long does he aim to stay, Mr. Colt ?
- Who ? - That man.
- The man who was shot. - Oh, he'll be movin' on.
When ? When, Mr. Colt ?
- Soon as he's able. - Tonight ?
Tomorrow mornin' the latest ?
- Why ? - Well, I'm..
- I'm full up, I need the room. - Need the room ?
My name is the only one in that register.
Let me put it this way, this..
...this hotel is all I got.
The cattlemen use it when they push th-their herds through.
But if Abel Sanger finds that man here
I won't have nothing left except for nails.
- Where's your sheriff ? - Across the street and down.
Mr. Colt ! Tonight ? Tomorrow the latest.
I said he was leaving.
Help you, son ?
- You traveling ? - OH, just for a short time.
Were you traveling earlier tonight ?
Well, let's just say I'm a sound sleeper and an early riser.
What's on your mind ?
The people in this town seem to think
they're in for another shooting I thought
you might be interested
in preventing it.
I have to ride to Rubicon on business.
How long ?
Oh, about a day up and a day back.
Sheriff, there's a defenseless man in that hotel.
- I need help. - As soon as I get back.
That'll be too late and you know it.
I'm sorry, son.
Sorry ?
A good name for this town alright, Sorry.
This is Abel Sanger's town.
I'm getting awfully tiered of hearing about him.
Well, talk won't stop a bullet.
And if Abel Sanger has a mind he'll see enough
lead in this town to bottom a boat.
And you call yourself a sheriff ?
Just a man getting by.
You're scared, you're dead scared.
Let's just say I'm alive.
I want a good buckboard and 10 of your best horses.
Might come a little high, mister.
$1507 ?
I got just the buckboard you want.
And a team of match Basil that'll travel all day everyday.
Good, put a load of loose hay in it.
Deep enough say for a man to lie on.
Wounded man, say ?
It's possible.
No it ain't, it ain't possible at all.
Now, you get on out of here before somebody see you.
Are you going someplace ?
- I'll be back. - Where ?
Sanger ranch.
You figure a pot split ?
Two ways is better than one splitting all the way.
Or you just gonna borrow a shovel ?
You're leaving this town alive.
You wanna make a little bet ?
Alright.
- Name your price. - Five hundred dollars.
Five hundred.
You've just got yourself a bet.
A bet.
You can pay me in sunbeams.
Who are you and what do you want ?
I wanna see your father.
- About what ? - Your brother.
There's no more talking to be done.
Oh, are you making the decisions around here now ?
He's in the house.
Give me that towel, Jess.
Get me a towel.
I said a towel !
Who're you ?
Came to talk about Cal, paw.
There's no talkin' to be...
That's what I told him outside, pop, when he rode up.
Shut up !
Now, you march out of here before I..
Wait a minute.
You know where he is ?
- The man who killed my son ? - I do.
Why didn't you say so ?
That'll make it easier.
- Where is he ? - Your boy was wrong, Sanger.
I'll pay you, where is he ?
The man is not for sale.
But your boy was.
And he was bought by a bullet from a man
he tried to ride down and kill !
You came here to say that ? Alone ?
I came here in an effort to save lives.
I'll say one thing, mister.
You got gumption.
- Whose lives you savin' ? - Your boys.
Yours.
Mine. Maybe more.
You got gumption.
You like to fish, mister ?
- I used to. - Go buy yourself a pole.
Go fishin' for a couple of days.
I've got to admire you, mister.
So go on down to Santa Fe for a day or two.
Somewhere out of trouble.
I don't run from trouble, Sanger.
Don't run, ride.
Easy as you please.
What I'd do if I was in your boots.
That man shot a Sanger, mister.
There's no huntin' season on us.
So you just ride out and shoot him down ?
If a man owes me a debt I collect it.
Even if a man does nothing more than try and defend his life
against a crazy kid whose paw told him
the whole world was his pasture ?
Well, you're wrong, Sanger !
You've been wrong a long time, but never so wrong as today !
Did I hear you right ?
I don't think so.
Not unless you understand why I'm here.
All I understand is that my son is dead and I want revenge.
- Don't stand in my way. - I won't let you kill him.
- Shall I shoot him, paw ? - No.
No.
I'm gonna make a lesson of you, mister.
Ride back to town.
Oh, you're standing ? That's a help anyway.
I take it your attempt with the olive wreath was not a success.
There'll be wreaths, one way or another.
Fair enough.
What're you gonna do with that ?
I guess a left handed bullet kills
as good as a right handed one.
- And you walk ? - No holes in these legs.
Good, my horse is tethered to a bush
by that chimney rock outside of town.
I'll tell your lady friend you'll meet her in Santa Fe.
I don't understand you, Sam.
First you want me because there's a price on my head
then you try to get rid of me like I was gum on your shoe.
Why ?
Maybe because I figured there's a bullet
waiting for you somewhere, from somebody.
Maybe I figured that's poor pay for doing
what we were told to do ever since we were kids.
Walk with your head up, never turn from fear.
Maybe I figure it's because of..
...this lady friend of yours.
Maybe the two of you together.
Some other town.
Head out the back way, Ben.
Go on, get out !
- They're not here, Mr. Sanger. - Get 'em.
First the one who shot Cal, then the other.
I don't know..
I could shoot a mouse the same as a man.
Paw !
- Where's the other one ? - He's gone.
- 'You're lying ! - He's gone.
Search the place.
If he stands in your way blast him down !
I thought I told you to get out !
You did.
But you didn't say how far.
Well, here she comes.
Now maybe I can get some sleep.
But you haven't seen the little lady.
You seen one you seen 'em all.
Not this one.
- Barry ! Your arm ! - It's nothing.
Sam, I'd like you to meet my mother.
- Oh, I know Mr. Colt. - You know..
Oh, I had to tell him where you were
so he could deliver the reward money.
Reward money ?
In your coat pocket, $500.
'That, that shooting in Roswell..'
there a reward for him, $500 worth.
Well, I'll be !
Yes, $500, which you lost on a bet.
And which I turn over to surer hands to keep.
Oh, how sweet. Such a nice gesture.
And such a nice town.
Improving, ma'am.
Mother.
♪ 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 ♪
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