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Where's the doctor?
He's in there.
Uh -huh.
Well, I'm mighty beholden to you, Mr... Randall. Randall.
I won't forget what you've done.
Where did you find them? On the Arcade Road, about four miles north of the
junction.
Then it was them.
Sir? The Blakes.
They are the ones that done it.
Did it pain you?
Oh, some.
Not much.
Amos.
What are you going to do?
Kill Mayor Blake.
Well, this will start it again.
Do you mean that fellow really plans to go out and shoot Blake?
That was his best dog, Mr. Randall.
He'll kill the man that shot it.
I don't know. It seemed like a pretty fair dog.
It was.
I'm going to show you. It's a dollar.
Well, first thing tomorrow morning, we better send somebody out to spread the
word. Let the town know it started again.
Somebody going to go out and warn this fellow Blake? He'll know about it soon
enough.
Yeah, when he gets his head blown off.
These two had trouble before?
Families have, the last 40, 45 years.
That's a real sure enough feud.
How'd it start, John?
I don't think anybody can remember.
The way I heard it, there was some trouble between Amos' daddy and one of
Chester Blake's kin.
All of a sudden, they started shooting at each other.
Two fine families.
Now, they've almost wiped each other out.
Well, this time, I don't think Amos and Chester are going to go it alone.
I'll bet you they bring in hired guns.
They'll do that, sure. You wait and see.
No. They'll try to settle it by themselves, as always.
Well, if they do bring in hired guns, this town's going to get shot up.
Somebody really ought to go out and try and stop them.
No. They'll stick to the rules.
What do you mean, stick to the rules?
As long as they keep the shooting outside of town, the rest of us don't
In other words, you're saying nobody in this town is going to do anything to
stop them, huh? Well, it seems to me somebody ought to have enough sense to
out there and stop them from all this foolishness.
You hire out that gun, don't you?
On occasion. You want the job?
No. The Carters and the Blakes are just like a boil when they get going.
All I know is this was my town.
I try to put a stop to it.
Well, I'll be happy to point out their places to you.
John, this isn't my town. It isn't my problem.
Which is a nice way of saying you're short on backbone.
Now, listen.
I figure compared to the rest of this town, I'm a giant.
Now, look here.
That was just about $100 there.
Oh, of course, I know that isn't as much as a big bounty hunter is used to
getting. But every cent of that is yours.
If you'll stop that feuding. How about it, Mr. Randall?
You've been making some big statements.
You just shooting off your mouth or will you back up what you say?
I'll add a hundred on my own.
There you are.
Want the job?
Well, uh... What do I find this Chester Blake?
On the arcade road, just beyond where you found that dog.
On the left, it's Carter Ground. To the right, it's Blake's.
That's after you've stopped the feud.
Yeah? Yeah.
Josh, I'm glad you're getting paid for this.
How's that?
I don't feel quite so responsible.
Is that you out there doing all that shooting?
Flake, is that you?
Hey,
you trying to bushwhack me?
You know, people told me you stood up and faced your enemies.
What you doing on my land?
You Chester Blake?
It's me. What you doing here?
Well, if you come out so I can see, I want to talk.
Throw your gun out where I can see it.
Ha!
It's all the same to you. I'll keep it. You'll have to start shooting again.
You said it.
I ain't a bushwhacker.
Besides, I'd have killed you before if that was my intent.
Your gun. Throw it out where I can see it.
Now stand up.
Step out where I can see you.
Keep your hands away from your side.
That's right.
That's the way to do it.
Just like that.
You
just
stand there right easy.
That's the way.
What's your name?
Randall. First part or last part?
Last part.
First part's Josh.
Huh?
You always treat people this way?
Depends on if they's carters or not.
What you doing here?
Well, like I said before, I want to talk to you.
About what?
About that feud of yours.
Yeah?
What about it?
Well, uh, you mind putting that gun down?
You got any trickery in mind?
Well, if I did, I would have took that gun away from you a long time ago. Let
give you a tip. When you're talking to somebody, don't stand so close.
Just liable to take that gun away from you and wrap it around your neck.
Let me give you a tip.
Seth!
Don't you ever try it.
Seth!
Come on down here.
How are you, Mr. Randall?
He wants to talk to us about a feud.
Is he with us or on their side?
Well, now, he ain't said right now, huh?
Yeah, well, I don't know enough about the situation to pick any sides.
If you know the facts, he'd be with us.
Sure, anybody knows the facts, they'd be with us.
Well, why don't you tell me about it?
I'll just do that. Yes, sir, I'll just do that.
No need to stand out here in the haunt. Come on out the house. Get his weapon
there, will you, sir?
Winnie!
Winnie!
Yeah?
Bring it out, bring it out.
Who's that you got with you?
I'd have wanted you to know. I'd have told you coming up. Now bring it out.
You sit down and make yourself comfortable, Mr. Randall.
You ought to get at this porch one of these days.
Yes, sir, I've got to get at it.
That's all. Get inside.
It's hot in there.
Don't lift me, woman. Get back inside.
Yes, sir.
Got to get this place to running one of these days.
Got to get it to running.
That's a little green.
That's the best we got.
No, thank you.
You won't drink with me?
Yeah, well... At the first pull, it don't bite so much.
I come for you, Chester Blake.
I come for you and your kin and anybody else that might be with you.
Would you tell him to let me have my gun?
You picked a side yet?
Yeah, my own side.
Look, old man, I sure don't plan on dying without a chance, at least.
You won't turn it against me.
No.
Seth. Huh?
Gun, throw it up here.
Why? I told you.
There. There it is. Now get it.
Oh, shit. Sure. That does me a lot of good.
You go ahead and get it. I'll cover you.
Now, now, boy.
Get it. The old man's only got a single loader.
Amos Carter, you stop that right now. You stop it. I don't want my house shot
pieces. Shut up, woman!
Amos! Amos Carter!
You ready to die, Chester?
Why are you doing this, Amos?
You know why.
If I knowed, I wouldn't ask you. Tell me.
You killed Jamie.
Did you hear me?
My best dog's dead.
Well, I didn't kill your dog, Amos. That's the truth.
I called you a liar, Chester Blake.
Hey,
Carter!
Who are you?
It's Randolph.
What are you doing here?
Well, I come over to talk to Chester.
I thought you was a friend.
He said he didn't kill a dog. I believe him. Well, I don't. Why not?
Because he's a Blake, that's why.
And ain't no one of them can tell the truth one inch.
I feel the same way about the Carters.
Will you shut up?
Now, maybe you don't care about dying, but I do.
Hey, Carter.
Maybe we could talk about this.
Go ahead. Use your words.
But that don't mean...
Don't talk.
Just listen.
Carter, if you put your gun aside and step out in the open, we can talk this
thing over.
That's the way to do it. Get him, stand up, and I'll nail him.
You're going to be none of that.
What if I don't?
Well, then I'm going to give them back their guns and help them come and get
you. How do I know you won't try to kill me yourself?
I got no interest in this thing.
Got your word?
You got my word.
All right.
Make the old hog throw the gun out where I can see it.
I'll get you for this.
You can mark it down. I'll hang your scalp.
All right. You probably will. But right now, put the gun out there where you can
see it.
Go on.
my blood on your head, Randall.
He'd never do it. He never will.
Carter!
All right.
Now, I got the only gun between the three of us, and if anybody stepped out
line, I'm gonna use it. You hear me?
Do you understand, Carter?
I understand.
Well, come on out.
You're going to be sorry about this.
You're going to be sorry you ever got mixed up with me.
What do you mean I'm sorry now?
You too, Seth.
three of you. Sit down.
Minnie Lee?
Yeah?
Bring it out.
Now, just a minute.
You may force me into looking at him, but there ain't no way you...
share my drinking liquor with him.
Will you please shut up?
Thank you.
Morning, housewoman.
I want you to see my disgrace.
I've seen that for years.
Here.
You make this?
What difference does it make? Go ahead, try.
You made it.
All right, now let's see if we can't get this thing straightened out.
I want you to tell me the truth.
You kill his dog?
No, sir. He said the truth.
You just heard it.
Jamie's found on the road.
They was the only ones around here to do it.
I sure didn't kill him.
If I kill anything, it ain't gonna be a dog.
Seth.
Seth.
I think I'll have some more of that juice.
Take your hands from me. Did you kill him?
You gonna let him pull at me like this?
Look, I'm still waiting for an answer.
Tell him!
I knowed it was a Blake.
I knowed it all the time.
It was an accident. I didn't mean to do it. Why'd you do it at all?
They're shooting rabbits.
I heard a noise in the bush and shot it.
Turned out it wasn't a rabbit. And you just left him laying in the middle of
road to die, huh?
I was afraid of what my Uncle Chester'd say.
I was afraid of him.
I'll peel the hide off your back, you shooter dog.
No use to stay around here.
You be ready, Seth Blake.
You be ready to meet your God.
Don't you make any tomorrow plans yourself.
Not any at all.
Hey, Carter, what...
ever start shooting, I do too.
Oh, leave them alone.
Let them kill each other and get it over with.
Ain't neither one of them worth the powder to push the shell.
Shut your mouth, woman.
Don't tell me.
I've been talking to Clara and she feels the same way as I do.
My wife been talking to you?
Certainly. You two old hogs don't expect us to go along with your kid games, do
you?
Go on, mister, get out of the way. Let them have at each other.
They won't kill each other anyway.
That only stopped the feud.
Neither one of them would stand for that.
Now, what about that?
You want to kill Blake here?
It don't make no difference what I want.
You'd shoot me the first chance you got.
Like everything else you say, that's a lie.
I've got to protect myself.
Ah, listen, I could have killed you a dozen times, a dozen times.
Every time I miss you, it's been on purpose.
Look, why don't we stop all this foolishness? Put your gun up and step on
the clearing, huh?
Well, Jamie's dead.
He can't be brought back.
I'm sorry about that, Amos.
Truly, I am.
I like dogs.
Give me the gun.
You too, Blake. Put the gun aside.
Come on.
All right, you two. Now, let's forget about this feud once and for all now.
What'd he say?
It's either that or me and Claire are not gonna do the chores around the
We talked it over and we decided.
I won't shake hands, Amos.
But I will say I'm sorry and I'll quit feuding if you will.
Done.
What happened?
You all right?
All over?
Well, I hope so.
Huh.
You think they'll really stop?
They will for a while, anyway.
Don't plan on it. I know them.
Well, anyway, the shooting's over.
Looks like a storm's coming up.
That's no storm, Josh.
That's the Carters and the Blakes. They're spinning in their graves.
mad. Mean mad.
You best take it easy, son.
What do you mean?
You stopped the feud.
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