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Not for 50, not for any amount.

I'll make it a hundred.
I just ain't got a room.

What's the matter, Flapjack?
Looks like the mine
caved in on ya.

Might as well have!
Banty and me got gunned
off it.

That new gold commissioner
sent 20 deputies.
Same number of guns.

It happened to me too.
Says two guys named Bennett and Clark also filed a claim.

We gotta wait
till it's settled by law.
Nome only knows one kind of law!

Stick around if you want to
kiss the gold commissioner
good-bye.

McNamara here?
Mr. McNamara?
I'm afraid he's out, gentlemen.

Out where? Tying up
men's mines with phony
affidavits, like he did ours?

If there's been a little
misunderstanding...

Nothing little about
this misunderstanding, Monty.
Tell McNamara we'll be back.

What do we do now?
We'll get ourselves 20 guys
and 20 guns.

Let's hit the Northern.

Just because he's from Seattle.
Says they have the government
on his side.

No reason this gold commissioner
can come up here and take away
our rightful claims.

No.

Set 'em up. All around.

Oh, you want to be
president, Flapjack,
or just running for Congress?

I'm not running anyplace!
We got jumped.

You know what would have
happened in the old days...

They'd have been strung up
like fish, to dry in the sun.

Old days or right now,
they ain't gonna
get away with it.

Are they?
Not as long as we have
some honest men in Nome.

I think we have
quite a bunch right here.

We don't need the law up here...
not that kind anyway.

They want action
out at that mine,
they'll get action!

If it's action you boys want,
that's what I'm here for.

And the bar and the tables.
Not that kind
of action, Cherry.

Is there some other kind?
The gold commissioner
took our mine away.

- And we're gonna
get it back.
- No, no, boys.

When there's shooting,
there's liable to be hitting.

I can't run the risk
of losing my best customers.

But you grubstaked us
that claim yourself.

So I have something
to say about it.
Now come on, boys.

Back to the bar.

When a man gets hot under
the collar, a drink's the second
best thing to cool him off.

This round's on the house,
Charlie.
Right.

Come on, boys. Everybody.
On the house.

Cherry, what's
the first best thing?

You're too young to know that.

Glad to see my croupier's
so busy, Blackie.

Looks like your dice players
are on the warpath
for McNamara's scalp.

It's too bad he started
with the little fellas.

Well, would you rather
he began with
the big claims?

Say... the Miter.

With both the owners away,
it'd be interesting to see
what happens, wouldn't it?

Maybe somebody ought to
call on the gold commissioner.

- You know Mr. McNamara?
- Don't you?

Where I come from,
a lady waits for the gentleman
to make the first call.

For how long?
He's been in Nome a month.

Maybe he's shy.

I may have to overlook
my early social training.

Give him a word of advice
about these claim jumpers.

Oh, Miss Malotte, lovely.
Lovely as usual.

How nice to see you out,
Mr. Skinner.

Out of doors, or out of jail?

I didn't say that.
And I appreciate it, my dear.

Why, you are
the only woman in Nome
who'll even speak to me...

without giving me a lecture
on the evils of my association
with a flowing bowl.

A man's entitled to choose
his own company,
Mr. Skinner.

Praiseworthy, my dear child.
Praiseworthy indeed.
Allow me.

Good-bye, my dear.

Miss Malotte!
Hello, Monty.

This is an honor.

You found a government job
as interesting
as working for me?

There's a possibility
I may be transferred to Frisco.

That wouldn't happen
at the Northern.

Just about the only thing
that wouldn't.

Is, uh, Mr. McNamara in?

Oh, I'm sorry.
He'll be back soon.

While we're waiting,
maybe you can
give me some information.

Of course.
It's about the ownership
of a claim.

Flapjack's and Banty's.

I don't know much about that.
They were here earlier.

I tried to explain.
Explain?

Yeah.

It's been relocated.
It has?

Under whose name?

Uh, Mr. Clark
and a Mr. Bennett.

This is their affidavit.
Mm-hmm.

Interesting.

You won't mind if
I borrow this for a while,
will you, Monty?

But...

Very attractive filing cabinet.

But not for my records.
A question of access,
Miss Malotte.

You got to that one easy enough.

I'm Alex McNamara.

Been intending to make
a personal call...

on the most famous
of Alaska's northern lights,

but I just haven't gotten
around to it.

Get the marshal for me, Monty,
and ask him to step over here.

My office?
We'll be more comfortable.

Oh.

You're not putting me in jail,
Mr. McNamara?

For borrowing
government records?
Not this time, Miss Malotte.

Flapjack Simms
and Banty Jones.
Friends of yours?

I grubstaked them.

Well, Clark and Bennett
swear they filed on
the same mine last spring.

Well, I don't know about that,

but I do know
that Flapjack and Banty
made the original discovery.

I was here.

Well, unfortunately
some of the older ones
were staked...

before there was
a proper survey.

That's the reason I'm here.

If these claim jumpers
happen to be, let's say,
smart,

they could do themselves
a lot of good relocating
those claims.

I'm here to protect
those claims.
I'd like the men to know that.

Perhaps you can help me.
I hear you have
great influence with them.

I own the Northern.
I give them a fair shake.

I like them.
They trust me.

You give them a fair shake,
and they'll trust you too,
Mr. McNamara.

You wanted me, Commissioner?
Yes, Marshal. Round up Clark
and Bennett for me, will ya?

There's a couple of questions
I want to ask them.
Right away.

How are you, Cherry?
In the pink.

Had me worried for a minute.
I thought he wanted
to put you behind bars.

No, I have other plans
for Miss Malotte.

Good.

So,

other plans?

Well, first,

since you have such
a delightful place
to store papers,

perhaps you'd like to keep this.

Thank you.

Maybe I better find
a safer place.

Second?

May I escort you
back to the Northern?
I'm anxious to see it.

Yes, there's a group of men
there anxious to see you too,
Mr. McNamara...

through the sights
of their guns.

Well, let's hope they don't
shoot me before I give them
their fair shake.

Cherry sure was right
about a drink
cooling us off, huh?

Cooling us off?
It's making me hotter than ever
to find that gold commissioner...

Looks like he found you,
Flapjack.

Excuse me.

I'm Alex McNamara.

I understand
I'm not very popular
with some of you gentlemen.

I'd be sorry to hear that
if I wasn't sure
it was temporary.

There's a federal judge
due here any day now...

to establish the rightful
ownership to all the mines...
legally and in a court of law.

I'd suggest and appreciate
a little patience.

But, if any of you
can't wait, I'll be glad
to see you personally,

work out your problems...
if possible.

Think they trust me now,
Miss Malotte?

Nobody shot you.

Yet.

I see you met
the shy Mr. McNamara.

Let's say he met me.

Well, that bill of goods
was a quick sale.

I'm surprised.

You usually bargain.

I'm never bought.

Hey, you folks deef?
Can't you hear it?

The boat's comin' in!

My wife's on board!

My wife?

Would you like me
to make the big gesture,
get the buggy?

I suppose you'd like
to dash madly down
to the beach to meet him.

No. Not this time, Blackie.

This is special.

He'll know where I am.

Duchess?

Duchess!

Is that you, madam,
or the boat's whistle again?

You heard it?

I was not getting this out
to give the moths a breather.

Oh, not that, Duchess.

Why, it's most suitable
for the occasion, madam.

A lady of fashion
welcomes a boat
in dignified apparel.

You take care of
the dignity, Duchess.

I'll take care of the welcome.

In that?
On the beach?
No. Not on the beach.

Hmm. I thought you hired me
to give you a little class.

Run down to the bar, will you?
Get me a bottle of brandy
and a dozen hard-boiled eggs.

At three dollars apiece?

I'd suggest a dozen
bottles of brandy
and one egg.

Mr. Glennister
has two weaknesses.

One of them is hard-boiled eggs.

I trust the other is brandy.

Cherry.

I thought so.

Thank you, Blackie.
For what?
Cutting my own throat?

Let's go.

Well, there he is...
in the first boat.

He'd better be.

Cherry.

Supplies for the winter, Roy?

Pardon me, Helen.
Cherry!

Hey, Cherry!

Here's your luggage,
Miss Chester.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Dextry.

Uh, Roy was going to help me
with it, but, uh, he seems
to have been interrupted.

Cherry Malotte.

Very interrupted.

Well, I'll get my gear.

"Supplies for the winter"?

No, there's enough there
to last me all year.

How are you, sport?

Better now.

For a few seconds there,
I, uh, wasn't so sure.

May I intrude?

Oh. Miss Chester,
Miss Malotte.

Helen was a very pleasant
shipboard companion.

I can imagine.
No need to ask you if you
enjoyed the trip, Miss Chester.

Roy has a talent
that works overtime on boats.

I know.
I met him on one too.

Roy also seems to have
a talent for lighting
small fires.

Helen's uncle
is Judge Stillman,
the new circuit court judge.

He's coming ashore
with the captain.

You may be glad to know
that law and order are finally
arriving in Nome, Miss Malotte.

Oh, yes. It'll be so much easier
on the boys when the girls
have to turn in their guns.

Uh, Blackie's waiting
with the buggy.

Well, good.
I told the judge
I'd get Helen settled.

Cherry!

Cherry!

Dex!

Oh, Dex, it's nice to see you.

Come on. I'll, uh...
I'll ride you out to the mine.

Good.

Stop bristling, Cherry.

I learned something
while you've been gone, Dex:

When someone jumps your claim,
you'd better bristle... quick.

But nobody's jumped yours.
He missed ya.
Hardly wait to get home.

Too bad. He's not home yet.

Uh... Roy's?

Yeah.

He's so good
at carrying things,
we'll leave this.

Well, I'm afraid we walk.
Sorry.

How you doin'?

Worried.

Otherwise fine.

I hope I didn't make trouble
between you and Miss Malotte.

She's very attractive.
A little overdressed.

Well, let's take the bad
with the good, huh?

Oh, it's a lovely gown.
Pink and black.

Her, uh, racing colors.

Cherry's like a sleek yacht
or a thoroughbred horse...

Exciting, beautiful,
but, uh, hard to handle.

Don't you worry
about trouble though.

I've been homesick for it.

There's the guys
that jumped our claim!

You four-flushing,
double-crossing toads!

You ain't jumpin'
no claim of mine, Clark!

Look out, Roy!
Behind ya!

Thanks.

You hurt bad, Flapjack?

Nah, I'm not hurt at all.

He missed.
But you fell.

If I hadn't have fell,
he wouldn't have missed.

Never been so close to
owning a mine in all my life.

Who owns what mine?

We better go back
and kid ourselves
some more at the bar.

You boys better find yourselves
an acre of ice water
and soak your heads. Sober up!

That's one I owe ya, mister.

I'll bill ya for it.
I'm Alex McNamara,
new gold commissioner.

I'm Glennister of the Miter.

Oh, excuse me.

You hurt?
Oh, my ankle.

It's twisted. Haven't you
a gentler way of getting
women out of gunfire?

I'm sorry again.

Oh, Miss Chester,
Mr. McNamara.

Hello, Miss Chester.
Rough welcome to Nome,
I'm afraid.

Rough but exciting.
Just like I've always heard.

Miss Chester's the niece
of Judge Stillman. We were all
together on the boat coming up.

Oh, I'm glad he finally arrived.

Here. Whoa.
Here we go.

There we are.

Have we far to go?
No, not far enough,
I'm afraid.

I'll, uh...
I'll be back
for the luggage.

Don't worry about it.
I'll send it along.

Nice to have met you,
Miss Chester. I'm sure
we'll meet again, Glennister.

Yeah. Small town.
Yep.

He's attractive.

Seems like a nice guy.
Nome can sure use one
in that job.

Come on.

Hyah!

Sorry, third and last time.

Don't worry about it, Roy.

Don't worry about it at all.

All right, Dex.
Light up and let's have it.

Have what?

I've known you long enough
to know that when you start
sucking on a cold pipe,

something's eatin' ya.

Well, it's been nine years.

Maybe that's not long enough
for me to say
what I'm thinking.

Let's both take a chance.

Well, Roy,

it's Cherry.

You mean a lot to me...
both of you.

About all the family I got.

I don't like to see
a family busted up.

What's busting us up?
A little jealousy?

Mud bath?
That doesn't bother me.

That outfit, for instance.

You never worried
about having your coat
and your pants match before.

Well, so big city ways
rubbed off on me.

Besides, a woman
likes to see a man
neat and dressed up.

Cherry wouldn't care.

A judge's niece, maybe.

A judge's niece?
Oh, no, Dex. Not tonight.

No, not with what I know
is waiting for me at that
apartment over the Northern.

Complete with
a bottle of brandy
and a dozen hard-boiled eggs.

Ah, don't be too sure.
She's a woman.

And when a woman sees
another woman in the arms
of a guy she thinks is hers,

she's apt to get het up.

And she's apt to get over it
five minutes after I get there.

Well, 10 anyway.
Ah.

Turn 'em over, Tiller!
We're heading for town!

Oh, my humble apologies,
Your Highness.

Break my bad luck for me,
will ya, Cherry?

It may not be
my night either, Joe,
but I'll try.

Natural!
Thanks, Cherry! Thanks!

Play it again, Sam.

The same?
Mm-hmm.
Slow and easy.

I, um, thought you gave up
entertaining when you
bought the place...

for the public, that is.

I sing when
I feel like singing.
And I meant every note.

Well, how about the words?

If you need a breather,
I'll take over.
No, thanks.

I never heard you sing better.

Watch your pass line, Blackie.

Freddie.

Sing when you feel
like singing, hmm?

I like that.
People should always do
what they feel like doing...

particularly two people
to... together.

Sport, you remember
what I said when I left?

That when I came back,
we'd make up for all
the time lost while I was away.

Well, I'm back.

I met the boat, remember?

Wait a minute.
This jealousy's
very complimentary,

but it surprises me.

Maybe we don't understand
each other.

I think we do.

I don't think you want me
to come crawling back.
You wouldn't want that, sport.

Come on.
Like they say in poker,

let's, uh,
draw to a busted pair.

I think you better toss in
all your cards, mister.

Like they say in poker,
there's a new deal coming up.

Mr. McNamara.
Miss Malotte.

Came to pay
that personal call
on the Northern Lights.

This is, uh,
Mr. Glennister.

We've met.
Hope I'm not interrupting
anything private.

Not at all.
Drink, watch the show,
try your luck at the tables?

The percentage here
is with the house, Mac.
It's hard to beat.

Oh?
But it's been done.

It's a game of skill,
Mr. McNamara.

And anything you can win,
you can collect.

McNamara.

The circuit judge
hit town today,

but he ain't gonna start
hearing any cases
for at least two weeks.

- That so?
- Well, it's due processes
of law, gentlemen.

Court can't convene
until I've finished
my relocation survey.

Well, you won't finish
from here in the Northern.

- Well, if you'd just be a little patient...
- We're out of patience!

And we're tired of waitin'!
Until you moved in on our
claims, there was no trouble.

Now we're moving you out!

Get 'em!

All right, everybody.
Fight's over.
Back to the tables, please.

Come on now.
Have another drink.
Enjoy yourselves.

Better get 'em out, boys.

There'll be no brawls here, gentlemen.

Unless they're over me.

You can bill me
for that one, Glennister.

Well, let's say we're even.

Good night, Miss Malotte.

Don't forget me
in that new deal.

Miss Malotte.

I suspected a more
personal relationship.

Perhaps a drink
would make you less
suspicious, Mr. McNamara.

I understand you're the boss.

That's right.
And the boss is buying
tonight. Shall we go?

Well, that ought to be
enough loose ore for you, Al.
Take it from here.

Looks like we got company.

Figured they'd get around to us.
And they have.

Stay right where you are, boys.

Now take it easy, Dex.
I will, with you.

Who's your friend
in the dude clothes?

I'm Jonathan Struve,
gentlemen. Legal representative
for the gold commissioner.

It's my duty
to serve notice on you that...

Glad to know you, Mr. Struve.

Put that gun away, Dex.

Some man named Galloway
has filed legal action
against your claim on the Miter.

Struve is just
doing his job.
That's all.

Simple routine.
Yeah?
Might seem simple to you,

but I'm not accepting any notice
of any legal action.

Roy and I staked this claim.

No doubt you did, gentlemen.

And that can be established
once and for all
at a court of law.

It is established
once and for all... right here!

I'll-I'll just leave
these papers here
for you anyway.

Me and my crystal ball.

Ah.

Looks like more trouble
heading our way.

Yeah, well,
it's more attractive
trouble, Dex.

Well, welcome
to the Miter, Helen.

I particularly liked
the three-gun salute.

Dex was just clearing lawyers
out of your way.

Shooting a man, Mr. Dextry...
even a lawyer... could get you
into considerable trouble.

That's what I'm keeping out of...
trouble... and law courts.

My uncle will be glad
to hear that anyway.

He's up to his nose
in these claim jumping cases.

Well, he'll get the right smell.

Where does the tour begin?
I've never seen a gold mine.

That's the reason
I'm up here.
To report to your uncle?

He can do the work.

I'll just check on
the natural resources.

Well, you're starting
in the right place.

I'm sure of that.

Train from the mine again.
And Mr. Glennister's on it.

Even if you're trying to pretend
you're not expecting company.

This time he isn't company,
Duchess.

I sent for him
because of Mr. Dextry.

What's all this stuff?

Why, even in Boston,
the most genteel
young lady...

wouldn't hesitate
to use a few
softening influences.

This is strictly business.
Now take this junk away.

I will not.
You've been too hard
to live with lately.

Put that tray where it belongs.

Don't tempt me.

Huh!

Duchess, you're fired.

Hello, sport.
I got your message from Dex.

I came along
as quick as I could.

Oh!

Hey. What's that for?

That's just to let you know
I didn't send for you for
the reason you've got in mind.

Oh, it's that way
again, huh?

Not again. Still.

And you... you dragged me
all the way in from the Miter
just to remind me.

I want to talk to you
about something, Roy...
man to man.

Well, make it man to woman,
and I'll talk...
over brandy.

No brandy.

So it's, uh, all off, huh?

No more, uh, songs,

no more little
champagne suppers?

It's a long, cold winter
in Alaska, sport.

But we're through, huh?

Well, you seem to have
set yourself up
for the winter.

So that takes care of that,
doesn't it?

Roy, I sent for you
to talk about Dex.

Oh, you won't mind if
I work in a line here and there
about us, will ya?

Dex is worried.
He thinks you're impressed
by this new law and order...

that you're gonna let those
claim jumpers take over
the Miter.

Dex is full of worries.

We'll talk about that
some other time.

When are you gonna
come off of this perch?

I'm worried too.
Dex could be right,
and if he is,

what about your dear
little friend Miss Chester?

She's, uh, very attractive.

Mm-hmm. Real refined,
isn't she?

A lady, all over.

Ah, there's nothing
between Helen and me.

Just... Just a few laughs
on the boat.

She's a nice gal.
A lot of class.

"A lot of class"
covers a lot of territory.

She wouldn't know
how to use a man if she had
the chance, would she?

All I hope is that she hasn't
got you to the point...

where you'll let them step in
and take your mine away.

Taking care of the Miter
is my job.
Your job is taking care of me.

We're not
talking about my job.
Well, I am.

I don't know how you and I
can understand each other any
better, but it's time we tried.

No, Roy. Don't.

You've worked up something
in your mind...

about Helen Chester
that doesn't exist,

and if nothing else
will prove that to ya,
maybe this will.

I guess you'd call that
laying it right on the line.

That's good enough
for me, sport.

Order. Order in the court.

Will the litigants
in this case please stand.

Before rendering my finding,
I wish to make one thing clear.

This court will not be used
to legalize claim jumping.

Excuse me.
It is not
the spirit of the law...

to permit tricks
or technicalities to deprive
rightful owners of their claims.

In the present litigation,
therefore,

I find for the original owners,
Simms and Jones,

and order their mine restored.

Uh, Miss Malotte.

Well, this is
a pleasant surprise.

A courtroom can always
use a little decorating.
And a little justice.

Well, then you should be
pleased with
the court's decision.

I'm always pleased
when an interest of mine
is protected.

Like that interest of yours
in the Miter?

Interests change,
Mr. McNamara.

Then I won't have to ask
Glennister about surveying
his property?

Mr. Glennister
can speak for the mine.

I don't know anything
about his other holdings.

Well, this calls
for a celebration.

The Northern
has all the facilities,

including a fancy apartment
upstairs, I hear.

Very fancy.

But not for celebrations.

The judge says
it's out-and-out claim jumping.
That's what the judge says.

"I'm giving this mine back
to its rightful owner."
And that's me.

That's you?
What about me?

How do you like that?
Having my claim jumped
by my own partner.

Why, you dad...

What are you
planning on doing, Dex?

Blowing up
the whole countryside?

Just some fireworks.

In case they try to take
this countryside
away from us.

They're coming, Dex!
They're coming!

Quite a crowd of them
this time too.

Five more minutes,
and I'd have been
all set for 'em.

All right, boys.
Get your guns.

Get ready for action.

Whoa.

That's far enough.

You won't need that gun, Dextry.
We're not here
to cause any trouble.

Judge Stillman just wanted
to explain about...

Explain about claim jumpers, eh?

Can you do anything
with him, Glennister?

Nothin'.

I appreciate how you feel,
Mr. Dextry,

but I wish you'd try
to understand my position.

Yeah? Well, save your wishes.
I can't.

As an instrument of the law,
I've issued an order...

placing this mine in the custody
of the gold commissioner.

It's the duty of Mr. Struve
and these federal officers
to serve that order.

The only thing is, Judge,
that order isn't based on fact.

We staked the Miter claim.
There wasn't anyone here
before us.

Well, let that be determined
in a routine legal way.

I know of no better
title insurance than
a sound court decision.

Well, I do.

Suppose we do accept
the order. The mine's turned
over to the commissioner.

How long will you be
operating it, McNamara?

Just until the case is heard.

The government's not interested
in the gold here...
just the right to mine it.

And, unfortunately,
your right's been challenged.

I'll try and place the case
on the calendar for Monday.

What about the gold
in our office safe?

That can stay here
on the property, under guard.
Sealed by the court.

Gentlemen, I urge you
to listen to reason.

If we're to have law
and order in the territory,
it must be respected.

Well, that's some "if."

No, he's right, Dex.

You mean you're gonna let 'em
move in on us?

This Galloway can't prove
he discovered the mine,

and if it'll stop
the claim jumping,
I'll go along.

Yeah, well, I won't.
Get out, all of ya!

Easy, Dex.

A dead judge is apt to be
a little prejudiced.

And we're apt to be swindled,
shellacked, just plain robbed.

If that's the way you want it,
Roy, okay.
But it's not how I want it.

As of right now,
you and I are through.

Completely washed up.

I'm sorry he feels that way.
He'll get over it.

You did the right thing.

I hope so.
If there are any questions
I can answer...

Just have one question, Judge.
You can answer that Monday.

Better be the right answer.

Dex.

I told ya,
our partnership's busted.

Take that into court
and legalize it.

It's a trap.
He's walkin'
right into it.

Or being led in
by that Chester dame.

She's pickin' his brains
while the men
pick his pockets... and mine.

But a man doesn't walk out
on his partner, Dex.
You know that.

Especially
when he's in trouble.
You walked out on him.

That was something else again.
No, it wasn't.
It was the same setup.

You're crazy about him.
You always was,
and you always will be.

It's not the same.

You love Roy.
I don't.

You're lyin', Cherry.

You're lyin'...
to me and to yourself.
Admit it.

All right.

So I'm lying.

What is it, Blackie?
Great little town, Nome.

Something going on every minute.

Come on, let's have it.

If it was good news
you wouldn't bother us with it.

I was passing the bank, Dex,

just in time to see
McNamara's deputies putting
your safe in the bank vault.

The safe?
In the bank vault?

Why, that judge
gave his word
it'd stay out at the Miter.

And our gold and records in it.

Now you see what I mean, Cherry?

What a minute, Dex.
For what?

They'll be locking me up next.

Nobody's snatching
any safe of mine.

Before you go
inviting yourself into jail,

suppose we try another angle.
There ain't
no other angle.

This is my way
of taking care
of business like that.

Calm yourself, Dex.

There are two lawyers in town.
One of 'em is Struve.
That shyster!

And we're going to see
the other one.

Come on.
Let's go talk to Wheaton.

After this little deal
with the safe,

I thought I'd better
get myself some legal advice,
Wheaton, that's all.

McNamara has
all the claim records
in his files.

I've never had trouble
getting what information
I've needed from him.

Pardon me.

Uh, help yourself
to some more coffee, huh?

Thank you.

Dex! And Cherry.
What brings you here?

Law and order.
We're in the market.

Oh?

Line forms
over here.
The place is haunted.

Let's get outta here.
Hold it, Dex.

Glennister's told me
what happened.

You're making a mistake,
splitting up like this
right now.

I made another...
Coming here at all.

No, no.
Listen to him, Dex.

From you, sport, thanks.

You know about the safe?

I know about it.
I also know that wasn't
part of the bargain.

Then why didn't you stop 'em?

There's $80,000 in that safe,
and half of it's mine...

besides our claim deed
to the Miter.

How are we gonna prove ownership
without it?

That's why I'm here,
to find out if there's
a duplicate, and where.

Well? Is there?
There is.

In McNamara's office.

Hundred percent for you
on that one.

There's always a duplicate
on file,

unless, of course,
it should happen to,
uh, disappear.

From the gold commissioner's
records?

Oh, I'm sure
you know the gentleman
better than that, sport.

I'm never 100% sure
about any man.

We're wastin' time.

Dex, if anything
should go wrong...

and Judge Stillman finds
for Galloway's claim,

I'll go to Seattle
and present the facts
to the higher court.

That's Glennister's idea.

Not much of an idea when
the facts are all locked up
in that safe...

and it's locked up in a vault.

There's only one way
to settle this,

and it ain't
with any highfalutin affidavits
or "habus corpuses."

With this.

I told you it was no use
coming here, Cherry.

You're right, Dex.

I hate to see
this happening, Roy.

Oh, Dex'll come around
after the hearing.

Cherry may take a...
little longer.

And, therefore,
after examining the evidence...

in the case
of Edwards versus Cole,

I find
for the original mine owner,
Jonathan Cole.

We're next.

Old boy's doing all right
so far.

I'll wait
till I see what he does
with Galloway.

Looks like you got
nothin' to worry about,
Glennister.

You got money on it?

Afraid the government would
frown on the gold commissioner
gambling...

even on a sure thing.

Good luck, Roy.
You too, Mr. Dextry.

Thanks,
but we won't need luck,
only justice.

And maybe a drink to celebrate.
If that's an invitation,
I'd love it.

All right, we'll crack
a bottle of champagne...

over the office at the Miter.

Be a good way
to launch it again.

They make a handsome couple.

Mind if I sit down, Cherry?

Now that we're old friends,
you may call me Miss Malotte.

Well, I'd like it to be
a little more personal.

Oh, it's fun this way.
Let's not rush anything.

Next case.
Galloway versus Dextry
and Glennister, Your Honor.

Oh, yes.

Because of the crowded condition
of the calendar,
I regret to state...

that the court has been unable
to give this case
the consideration it merits.

Also, it has been
cautioned privately
against making mistakes,

advised that the answers
to the legal questions proposed
must be the right ones.

Consequently, this case
will be set forward 90 days.

I warned you
they was a bunch of crooks.

If you are questioning
the integrity of this court,
Mr. Dextry,

may I warn you,
you are liable
to charges of contempt.

You told us
you'd decide this case today,
Judge Stillman.

I demand that you do.

I told you I'd place it
on today's calendar.

I wasn't aware
of the complexities
of the boundary problem.

Are you aware
that in three months
even a skeleton crew...

could take a quarter
of a million dollars
out of that mine,

whether the government's
interested in the gold
or not?

Mr. Glennister,
if you have anything further
to say to this court,

I must ask you to say it
through your attorney.

Your Honor, I think
this extension of time
is unreasonable.

I move the court
set an earlier date
for the examination.

- Motion denied.
- Course it's denied.

You're a smart thief,
but you don't fool me.

And if that's contempt,
it sure enough is.

Dextry's right. He's a thief!
It's claim jumping,
that's what it is.

String him up like fish
to dry in the sun.

- Run him outta town!
- Yeah!

Mr. Wheaton,
I shall hold you accountable
for the actions of your client.

It is my duty to warn you...
and this goes for the rest
of the territory...

that any further demonstrations
of lawlessness
or threats of violence...

will force me to send
for troops from St. Michael.

Court adjourned.

Okay.

That's what happens
when we try it
your way.

Now we'll try it mine.

Helen?

No more, thanks.

That's it, a perfect lady
until the last duck is dead.

Struve?
I'm okay.

Judge?
Pass me.

What's bothering you,
Your Honor?

Just that... my honor.

It isn't easy to look
a courtroom of people
in the eye...

knowing they expect
a fair shake,

knowing they're not
gonna get one.

Now don't let
your conscience bother you
after all these years.

It isn't supposed to be easy.

If it were,
I wouldn't have had to hire
such professional talent.

You've done a fine job,
all of you.

Not only is
Glennister's safe locked up,

but I have
a picked crew
working his mine.

How much do you figure
we'll make off
of this deal?

Quarter of a million dollars
in 90 days.

If Wheaton gets to Seattle
with an appeal...

and learns the real
Judge Stillman isn't due here
until next spring...

Wheaton'll never get
to Seattle, honey.

That's been taken care of too.

Hasn't it?

I talked to the ship's captain.

Wheaton won't be allowed
on board.

Judge Stillman feels
that as counsel
for Glennister and Dextry,

Mr. Wheaton's abrupt departure
could be construed
as impeding justice.

Who dreamed that one up?

Oh, somehow it just came to me.

What'll happen
when it comes to Glennister?

Don't underestimate him, Alex.

Oh, I won't.
I admire Glennister.

You admire him?

Sure. In many ways,
we're a lot alike.

I just happen to be endowed
with a bit more larceny,
that's all.

I intend to steal his mine,

his gold and his girl.

But he's a great guy.
Isn't he?

I asked you a question, honey.

Yes, I know, Alex,

but if I started asking myself
questions like that,

you might have to start looking
for new talent,
as you put it.

You wouldn't want that.

No, I wouldn't.

And for a quarter
of a million dollars,

I'd wring
your pretty little neck.

They, uh...
They must have been
to the bank by now.

I'll get a report.

I sure would like
to have seen
Dextry's face.

In view of what happened
in court, Judge Stillman,

I've come to ask you
to release our safe to us.
I've been to the bank.

The manager tells me that'll
require another court order.
I want that order.

Mr. Glennister,
such a petition on your part...

is a matter
which will have to be handled
by your counsel.

Who I understand
may be leaving
for Seattle.

That seems the thing to do.
Any objections?

Oh, none at all.
Good idea.

Drink?

No, thanks.

Nice celebration, Helen.

He could have been
out there all the time.

How much
do you suppose
he heard?

What he heard
and what he can prove
he heard in a court of law...

are two
entirely different things.

Isn't that so, Judge Stillman?

I've already been paid
for my answer, so...

Of course, Mr. McNamara.

Two entirely different things.

Thank you, Your Honor.

It's only dynamite.

Only dynamite?

Well, so what?

That safe belongs to us,
no matter what
the court said.

She's right, Dex.

Any unlawful act
committed at this time
would be disastrous.

Ah...

Wheaton, I'm convinced
they'll do anything
they can...

to keep you from going
to Seattle.

You better hide out
till sailing time.

You've gotta be on that boat.

He'll be on it.

If you don't mind,
I'll manage Captain Swanson.

He's a friend of mine.

All right, he's all yours.

You were right, Dex.
They're all in it together...

Struve, the judge,
McNamara and the girl.

I told you they was all
a bunch of thieves.

I told you,
but you wouldn't
listen to me.

You were right.

What's that for?
My apologies.

All I know is, we're
up against an organized plot
to take the Miter away from us.

About time you woke up.
What are we gonna do about it?

From now on,
you call the shots.
I'll listen.

Now you're talkin', son.
Let's start by getting
that safe back.

Roy, please.
Dextry's idea is crazy.

You'll dynamite yourself
into a mess.

I'm not gonna let you do it.

Well. It's nice to see you
worrying about me again, sport.

Thanks for now.
I'll, uh...

I'll be back to put
some lace on it later.

Blackie?

Go get hold of Captain Swanson
for me, will you?

I wanna buy him a drink.

Sure, Cherry.

Good evening, Marshal.
Evening, Mr. Skinner.

Is my usual suite available?

You can take your choice.
Tonight we got a lot
of empty cells.

Need some help?
Oh, now, now.

I made it this far.

I think I can fall over
by myself.

I may go wild,
and I may go wilder.

Oh, quiet night, Marshal.

Yeah. I can't
understand it.

I expected trouble
from the miners after
that uproar at the trial.

Why don't you look around
a little?

The bank, maybe.

The bank?
What do you mean?

If it were my safe
they were holding in that bank,

I know what I'd be doing
right now.

Thanks, Blackie.

Thompson, round up the boys.

Hey, you wanna blow up
the whole town?

Not a bad idea.
Shh!

One stick behind each hinge,
and tack 'em in tight.

Remember,
when this thing blows,
we gotta work fast.

Let's get outta here.

You stayin'?

No!

Roy! Roy! They've seen us.
They're moving in on us.

No, Dex!
We don't want
to kill anybody.

Down!

Let's get that safe,
quick.
No, Dex. It's too late.

Let's get outta here.
Run for it!

Hyah! Hah!

Hyah!

Blackie, what happened?

What was
all that shooting about?

Is Roy all right?

A lot more all right
than the marshal.

The ex-marshal is dead.

He was killed in a fight
at the bank.

Killed?

Shot.

You'd better turn on
the charm, Cherry.

Here comes the boy
gold commissioner.

Find Roy and tip him off.
I'll handle this.

Well! Mr. McNamara.

Brought some, uh,
friends along, I see.

Always glad to get
the extra business.

We wanted to get in
out of the rain
of bullets,

and also look around a little.

Look around?
For Glennister.

Glennister is yesterday's news,
as far as I'm concerned,
Mr. McNamara.

Maybe, but he could already
be tomorrow's headlines.

Fast work.
Dirty work.

Someone shot the marshal.
Killed him.

Glennister is suspected.

Hmm.

That would give Judge Stillman
something new to work on,
wouldn't it?

Go ahead, boys.
The place is yours.

The, uh, apartment upstairs?

I suppose in the line of duty
we should look everywhere.

Oh, Mr. McNamara.

Surely you can think
of a better reason than that.

Wait here.

The living room,
in case you feel
like living.

Like I said, the Northern
has all the facilities.

Very fancy place
for a man to hide.

Let's see now.

If I were a fugitive,

where would I hide?

You don't seem too concerned
that there might be
a murder rap...

hanging over his head.

When you know me better,
Mr. McNamara,

you'll know I never bet
a losing hand.

I'd like to know you better,
Cherry.

Uh...

Bad habit
you have, McNamara,
jumping claims.

Someday it's gonna
get you in real trouble.

Well, that was quick.

Doesn't take long
to peel an egg.

Trot 'em out, Duchess.
We've got company.

You must be crazy.
You're lovely tonight, sport.

Prettiest alibi
a man could ask for.

You wanted these?
Oh, yes.

Well! We do have company.

It's not only against the law
to rob a bank, Glennister,

but there's a local ordinance
against killing marshals.

Marshal?

You, uh...
have an egg?

No.
You better take one,
Mr. McNamara.

That's all you'll get here.

He couldn't have done it.
He's been right here
all evening.

And so you asked me up.

You didn't give me much choice.

Apparently, the gentleman's
going to be particular,
Duchess.

These are
particular eggs.
Three dollars apiece.

Perhaps, uh,

a drink?
No, thanks.

Someone blew up
half the bank
an hour ago, Glennister,

trying to get your safe out.

How, uh... How awkward.

Someone else
saw you riding away
from the scene.

Who?
What if I say I did?

You'd be lying.

Let's let the court decide that.

In court or anywhere else
in Nome,

my word is better
than yours, Commissioner,

and I say he was here.

And, of course,
the duchess will swear to it.

Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm.

Well, Glennister,
you're to be congratulated,

having such devoted friends.

Thanks.

Not very bright, Glennister,

carrying the evidence with you.

He's our man.

Maybe you can place me
in the bank tonight,
McNamara,

but I didn't kill the marshal.

I fired over his head,
and I'm not that bad
a shot.

Shame the bullet didn't know it.

Drilled a neat little hole
right in the middle of his back.

Girl can get into trouble
obstructing justice,
Miss Malotte.

I'll have to come back soon,

see if you're withholding
anything else.

Come in.
I did.

What do you want?

I thought you might need,
uh, help packing.

I hear you paid triple fare
to Juneau on a leaky,
old whaler.

You know everything.

I know the captain's a whaler.

I'm sure if I wanted
that passage canceled,
he'd do it.

Do you want him to?

That depends
on why you're leaving.

If you have any idea
about catching up
with Wheaton...

I haven't.

But what I do
is my own business,
Miss Malotte,

and where I go and how.

The business
you're running away from
isn't yours entirely.

I'm not running away.
That's a lie.

You finished your job,
and you're getting out.

You made it possible
for that cheap bunch of spoilers
you're messed up with...

to throw Roy in jail,
and now you sneak away.

That isn't so.

Then there's something else.

I'm not good
at guessing games, Miss Chester.

I want the facts, straight.

There's nothing else.
You're lying again.

Leave me alone.
Get out of here!

What is it?
What is it?

Well.

You might as well unpack.

You just canceled
your own ticket out of here.

It's Roy!

I can't stay here and see him...

I can't stay here, that's all.

You can't stay here
and see him what?

Have they got something
framed up for the trial?
Is that it?

There's not going to be a trial.

When the deputy brings him
his supper tonight,

they're going to let him
escape out the back
of the jail, but...

You mean they'll let him
get out the back,

and then shoot him down
as he tries to get away.

I fought against it.
I did everything I could.

I'll bet you did.

A woman doesn't run out
on the man she loves.

She sticks with him,
win or lose.

What am I going to do?
If McNamara finds out
you've come here...

Keep your mouth closed
and he won't.
You get on that boat.

Open it,
and you'll leave town,
all right,

but after I'm through with you.

Excuse, please.
Like see Chinese counsel.

There ain't
no Chinese counsel
closer than Seattle.

You unlock door.
I go Seattle.

Pass me your tray, Glennister.

Dextry's got a plan.

When I bring your food back,
I'll turn around.

You let me have it
and then beat it
out the back way.

I'll leave the door open.

Psst!

Terribly sorry, I assure you,
Miss Malotte.

Your favorite guest
couldn't quite make it
under his own power tonight.

Causing trouble at the Northern?

What's with you, Skinner?
Can't you hold it anymore?

Hold it?
I shall prove the error
of that remark...

by repairing
to my quarters unassisted.

Pardon me, my dear.

And, again, my apologies,
Miss Malotte.

Seattle.

Buenas noches, monsieur.

Little out of your line,
isn't it, Miss Malotte,

running a delivery service
for your loaded customers?

That's one
of the reasons I'm here.
The, uh, other...

Glennister? I'm sorry.
I can't let you see him.

Orders from the court.

Kinda easy on that punch, huh?

Roy! Not that way.

It's a trick.

Son! Good luck.

Thanks, sport.
Dex is outside
with the horses.

Get into hiding
till Wheaton gets back.
Hiding, nothing.

I'm gonna get back
everything
that belongs to me...

The mine, the safe and...

Looks like things worked out
right on schedule.

If they didn't,
we're in trouble.

Let's go survey the damage,
let out an indignant howl
about negligence.

You let out the howl.

Mr. McNamara.

Miss Malotte, you look pale.

He was trying to escape
and they shot him.

Blackie and I had just
taken Mr. Skinner
into jail,

and we... we were sitting
in the office when...

But you wouldn't care.

You put him there.

Glennister?
Glennister was shot?

Why, I certainly
never intended that.

No.

You'd better rest.

Yes.

Here, come inside.
Uh, mm-mmm.

No, I'd, uh...

I'd rather go to my place.

Would you help me?

Certainly.

Ready to go, Dex.
Okay.

Kelly! Kelly, let's head
for the Miter.

Okay, boys, load up.
Load up!

Hold on a minute!

Hold on now.

McNamara's got plenty of men
planted up there,

so maybe there'll be
some shooting.

Maybe all of us won't come back.

I want you
to think about that
before you hop on.

What kind of talk is that?
What are we waiting for?

Let's get at 'em.
Come on!

Come on, boys,
let's get aboard.

Hurry it up.

Come on, Roy.
Let's get our mine back.

What you need is a drink.
It'll help you.

Yes. I'll ask my maid
to bring some brandy.

Duchess?

I thought I heard...

Oh.

Why, madam, what's the matter?

They got him, Duchess.
They finally got him.

Who got who? Whom.

Mr. Glennister,

outside the jail.

Oh. Then that's what
the shooting was I heard.

Mr. Glennister?

Oh!

Duchess!
Uh, the brandy's
in the kitchen cupboard.

Would you?
Sure.

Are you killing mosquitoes,
or applauding my act?

A real lady always faints
at bad news, madam.

Then stay fainted.

Roy isn't dead,
he's headed for the Miter.

I want to keep McNamara here,
but not alone.
Understand?

Mr. Glennister!

This is Mr. McNamara,
Duchess.

I know.
But he was such
a handsome man.

He'll make
such a magnificent corpse.

Help me get her up
on the couch, will you?

Yeah.

What are you doing here?
Do you mind
if I ride up front?

Can't ride up here
without working.

You can help stoke her.

No more stoking.
That's enough steam.

We gotta start easing her down.

Easing her down, nothing.

We're gonna bust
into this mine
wide open.

Bust is right.

They've closed the gates
across the track.

Got us barricaded out.

Think we can make it?
We can try.

Engine might blow up,
but we can try.

Not long now.

Get back in the cars.

We're taking too much
of a beating, Dex.
We better pull back.

We'll never be able
to get 'em outta there
this way.

If I can set off
that dynamite I got planted,
we'll blast 'em outta there.

Cover me!
All right.

I thought that'd do it.

Round 'em up, boys!
Take 'em into town.

You get your mine back?

Yeah.

Guess that makes you
winner all around, huh?

There's still a murder charge
to clear up.

Don't let that worry you.

I killed the marshal.

You don't have
to say that, Blackie.

I did. I shot him...

after I shot at you.

I hate to miss
the end though.
The end?

When you tie into McNamara,

I hope you kill each other.

Now who's doing the pacing?

I don't like it.
Glennister headed
for the mine,

Alex up
in that dame's apartment.

Let him take care of himself.

Yes. Let's think
about us for a change,
and getting out of here.

I'm not getting out.

You crazy?
Maybe.

Maybe not.

Anywhere we head,
we're headed for trouble.

This time I'm going to stay.

Face it, get it over with.

Stay so you can
help Glennister?
Is that it?

Rat on us?

Leaving? So soon?

I don't think so, Judge.
Mr. Glennister,
I told you before,

if you have anything
to say to the court...
I have.

Take him, boys.
You go along too, Struve.

Me? Why, you just can't
walk in here...

He said go along.

You were a very pleasant
shipboard companion, Helen.

Too bad it couldn't have ended
right there.

Where's McNamara?

At the Northern with...

At the Northern.

Can't we do something
about her?
Put her someplace?

Her room's out in back.

I doubt if we could
get her there in this,
uh, condition.

Poor thing.

Yes, Your Lordship.

That much brandy
is hard on anyone.

Yes, I...
I could make some coffee.

You could also stop avoiding me.

Well, there's no need
to hurry things, is there?

No, but you've kept the room
between us ever since
I brought you home.

I don't like it.

I've had quite a shock tonight.

Well, that's, uh,
all behind us now.

You know, tonight's
been a long time
getting here, Cherry.

I've been waiting for this
ever since the first time
I saw you in my office.

Well, nothing's ever
as worthwhile as it seems
beforehand, Mr. McNamara.

No? I'll gamble on it.

I happen to be a man
who gets what he wants.

From now on in,
it's you and me, baby.

Oh, no, it isn't.

You walked right into my trap,
and I might as well spring it.
Trap?

Your jailbreak didn't pan out.

Glennister's still alive,
and by now he has mine back.

Your little visit
served its purpose,
Mr. McNamara.

Now get out.

No!

Get out of the way, Cherry.

Yes, Your Lordship?

Stay right where you are, boy.

It ain't healthy up there.

Come on!
Let him have it!

Give it to him!
Give it to him!

Come on, Roy! Get him!

Come on!

Come on.
That's enough, Roy.

Leave something
for the law to work on.

Hi, sport.

Sorry I...
I helped wreck your place.

Forget it.

But you... you said
it was all right to brawl...

as long as it was over you.

Remember?
Mm-hmm.

And I also said,

"Anything you can win,
you can collect."