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Come on.

[Woman]
Come out of there.

Mrs. McLennan?

You heard me.
Come out of there.

Stop right there.

Mrs. McLennan, i--
quiet.

You go back
and tell Mr. John Chisum

that there's only two ways
he can get that I.O.U.

He can pay me
or he can kill me.

My name is Rob Hunter.

Hunter?

Colonel Rob Hunter?

That's right.

You could make it
plain "Mr."

I'm sorry.

I, uh...

I promised your husband
I'd return this.

I'm sorry
it's taken so long.

It's the only thing
I ever knitted.

Very beautiful work.

You could make
some more of them. Sell them.

Oh, no,
it takes too long.

I tried to teach some
of the ladies here to knit,

but I told them,
don't ever try to knit a scarf,

unless you love
your man enough

to really worry about
his catching a cold.

The way you loved Paul?

Yes.

But that's all
in the past now.

Except for what I'd promised
your husband before he died.

I said, I'd do what I could
to help you in your troubles

with a man he called
"the King of the Pecos."

John Chisum.

Nobody can do anything
about John Chisum.

He bought our cattle
with an I.O.U.,

and I've been trying
to collect ever since.

He sent his brother
out here last week,

to offer five cents
on the dollar,

take it or leave it.

I take it you said no.

I ran Pittser Chisum
off the ranch.

That's why I fired at you.
I thought it was him

sneaking back
to steal the I.O.U.

I'm heading up to the New Mexico
territory in the morning,

to buy some cattle
from Chisum.

I'll talk to him about it.

Well it won't do any good.
You don't know John Chisum.

Well,
if it'll do me some good.

Give me an excuse
to come see you again.

That's my brother John.

The one that looks like he ain't
got a dollar to his name.

He looks kind of busy.
For money,

he'd drop whatever
he's doing.

Come on, we'll join him.

And while I was still away
in the army hospital,

you talked my wife into taking
your notes for our cattle.

Now, you're gonna pay me, or--

or what?
I owe you money in Texas.

This is New Mexico territory.
Texas law don't hold up here.

I'm paying you
to do a foreman's job!

It's about time
you start earning your wages.

Where's the rest
of the herd for the army?

On its way,
Brother John.

Who's he?

If you want a job,
you talk to me and not him,

he's my Brother,
but the "Jingle-Bob" spread
is mine, all mine.

He wants to buy
some cattle.

[Chuckles]
Well, now.

Welcome to the Jingle-Bob.

Name's Rob Hunter.

Hunter and Evans
from Abilene?
That's right.

You've sure come a long way,

but you've come
to the right place.

Afraid not.

I need better stock
than that.

Oh, well, them--
they're for the army

to feed the Injuns
on the reservation.

No use wasting
good beef on Apaches.

You wanna see some
real high-grade stock?

You just wait till
we get out on the range.

Get us a couple
of fresh horses.

Get us some horses!

Now, Mr. Hunter,
what do you say?

Well, they look
a little better.

A little? Why, man,
those heifers will run
a thousand pounds.

You afraid admitting
they're top-grade

might raise the price?

Do you overlay stock
before you buy?

I like a man that's
careful with his money.

We'll get along
just fine.

You just take
another look around.

Let me know
how many you need.

Maybe we can
make a deal.

Well, that depends
on the price.

$15 a head.

$10 a head
for five thousand.

Aw, come on, now,
Mr. Hunter.

That ain't $10-stock,
and you know it.

$11 for six thousand.

[Grumbles]
$11 for six thousand.

$13 for eight thousand.
Sold.

I told you
we'd get along just fine.

My money's in the bank over
in Pecos, on the Texas side.

Meet me there.

Mr. Hunter,
I just ain't got time
to go to Texas.

There's some new French girls
at the Longhorn Saloon in Pecos.

We could see them
after we settle our business
at the bank.

We've got a real nice bank
right here in the territory.

Hmm.

Can't talk you into
going to Texas?

Can't nobody
talk me into Texas.

You just get
your cattle drivers up here.

Soon as I see them,
I'll round up your stock.

[Horse gallops]

Well, you can score one
for the king of the Pecos.

Lawyer Watson says you can
collect on that I.O.U.,

if you can catch
John Chisum in Texas,

but he wouldn't take my bait
and cross the state line.

Not even for a hundred
and some odd thousand dollars

in cold cash from me,

for cattle that was worth
half that, or less.

Well, thank you
for trying anyway.

But, like I told you,
nobody gets the best
of John Chisum.

Oh, now we're entitled
to one more try,

I'll see Watson again.

Maybe, between us,
we can figure something out.

Oh, please be careful.

Half of Chisum's men
are hired gun-slingers.

I need a good friend...

More than I need the money
that Chisum owes me.

I mean to work it
so you can have both.

You realize,
Colonel Hunter,

this list does not
cover all the people

John Chisum cheated
and dared them to do
anything about it.

A lot of them are too scared
to even file a claim.

Those who have are afraid
to push him any further.

Hmm.

It might be different
if they were organized,

they had their war,
and they lost it.

They don't want anymore.

Well, thanks to you I'll be able
to talk to some of them anyway.

[Horse approaching]

You might start with him.

Now, who's he?

Before he joined the army,

Fred Nelson was
on his way to becoming

the biggest cattle-rancher
in this part of Texas.

Now, John Chisum
has his cattle,

and he has a fistful
of I.O.U.'S.

Sounds like a good man
to start building on.

I wish you luck.

[Indistinct chatter]

Mr. Nelson?

Lawyer Watson suggested
I talk to you.

My name's Hunter.

[Nelson]
Yeah, I know.

Mrs. Mclennan told me
about you.

A lonely widow may be easy
to make a fool out of,

but you don't fool me.

You or your friend,
John Chisum.

I saw you with him
out in the territory.

Whiskey.

And one for Mr. Nelson.

Save your money, Mister.

Oh, I mean Colonel.

I'll bet you never saw
a real Colonel,

and you may as well know
I warned Mrs. McLennan

you're up to
some kind of scheme

to get John Chisum's
I.O.U.'S from her.

Now, you get out of here.

Get out of here
before we run you out.

There are a few things
you don't know.

I know all I need to know
about you, Mister.

Well, for one thing,
I'm no friend of John Chisum.

You hear that, Jeb?

Said he's no friend
of Chisum's.

But he come all the way
down here from Kansas

to buy our cattle
from Chisum.

Once they get the cattle
out of the country,

we get nothing. Nothing!

You can go ahead and buy
your cattle from Chisum.

Mr. Nelson, I buy cattle where
there's cattle to be bought.

Now, if you people don't have
the guts to get back from Chisum

what he stole from you
so I can buy it from you,

that's your hard luck,
not mine.

[Sighs]

Think that over.

[Inaudible dialogue]

[Inaudible dialogue]

[Inaudible dialogue]

They're in the same boat
you are, Kathy,

but you're not whipped,
they are.

Not one of them will make
a move until Fred Nelson
puts his "okay" on me.

You're the only one
who can get him to do that,

unless you think
he's right,

that I'm one
of John Chisum's hired hands.

I know what you are
and who you are.

Then talk to Nelson while
I'm over in the territory,

working on
the King of the Pecos.

Well,
what can I say to him?

Tell him I have a plan,
a plan I think will work.

Just go on
trusting me, Kathy.

Pray that Chisum does too.

For a while longer.

John, you've got
to give me that money.

I don't give you anything.

You're my brother!

That ain't my fault.

John, if I don't pay
what I lost in that poker game,

they're gonna kill me.

You've been born
to get yourself killed.

That's what happens
to cheap thieves, like you.

Thief? Now, look
who's calling who a "thief"!

You robbed
them ranches blind--

I did not rob 'em!

I outsmarted them.

Now, use this!

All you know
how to use is that.

All right, go ahead.

Go on, use it.
Go out and rob a bank.

Hold up a stage
at your speed.

You'll make
a mess of that too.

When you do, don't come
running back to me.

[Knocking]

Well, now. I wondered
if you was coming back.

Said I would.

Yeah.
Coffee smells good.

Get him a cup.

Move!

I decided that I need
another four thousand head.

Same price, $13.

Right.

Adds up to 12,000 head.

That's...$156,000.

Are you able
to handle that much?

I pay you
for what I get.

Thank you.

Oh, one other thing.

I don't favor driving that herd
through Indian country.

How about cash
and delivery in Texas?

No deal.

I'll tell you
what I will do.

I'll drive them one mile
this side to Texas state line.

[Chuckles]

You're a hard man to shave,
John Chisum.

All right. One mile
to the other side of the line.

I pay you there.

I hear you've been sweetening up
to Paul McLennan's widow.

Not much you miss.
Nope.

Did she tell you
about our business deal?

She said you paid her
for her cattle with paper.

Still buying from me?

I never mix
pleasure with business.

You are my kind,
ain't you?

[Laughs]

I'll take that.

Why, Pittser,
and what's the kerchief for?

Never mind.
Just hand it over.

All right.

Here!

Go on, Pittser.
Reach for your courage.

I knew you were highbinder,
I just found out you're a fool.

Hold on, now,
that's one thing I ain't.
Oh, no?

You were due to get all paid
fair, square, and legal,

for something that cost you
nothing but I.O.U.'S,

but you couldn't wait!

You had to send him
after me, to jump me.

I never sent him out
to do nothing.

You expect me
to believe that?

Well, look, man,
would I be rounding up
your cattle for the drive,

if I didn't intend to keep up
my part of our deal?

I've bought him out
of a dozen jails,

but when he tries
to rob a friend of mine--

a friend like me?

I keep telling you,
we are two of a kind.

Except I pay cash.

Well, that's where
I'm ahead of you.

Yeah, up to now,
all right.

I'll take your word
about your brother.

I'll have to raise
the ante on our deal.

Can you deliver
2,000 more head?

Well, that'd
just about clean me out.

Oh, you know where
to get more cattle,

cheap.
Same price, $13?

Sold.
Um...

You know, you pay me now,
there won't be any risks

somebody else
might try to rob you.

I'll take that risk.

Whoa.

Where will I meet you
in the herd?

At the line shack in...

One mile this side of Texas.

One mile
this side of Texas.

[Groans]

Is this all?

What more do you want?

A man that fought
right beside the real Colonel,

died beside him?

It's trying to
tell you the truth,

but you'd call
a dead man a liar.

I rode 100 miles
over and back,

just to get those letters
from Sam Mitchell's widow.

Jeb remembered
about Colonel Hunter.
That's right, ma'am.

You see, Sam was with me
in hood's Texas brigade,

before he joined up with
Hunter's Cavalry Troop.

This is one of the letters
that Sam wrote to his wife.

Right in there he tells that
Colonel Hunter had black hair,

which this friend of yours
don't have.

If he ain't Colonel Hunter,
then he's a liar all the way.

We'll go ask him.

Unless you're afraid
to call him a liar to his face.

Afraid of him?

I'll make him crawl.

And then I'll kill him.

I told you to get out.

John, I can't.

From the minute I ride
into that town,

them gamblers
are gonna kill me.

Good, I'd do it myself,
but the bullets cost money.

John, I'm your brother.

John, all that money
you're gonna get from Hunter,

well, all I need
to save my life--

All right,
get 'em up.
Where is he?

Where's who?

You know who.

Search that cabinet.

You mean Colonel Hunter?

I mean the lying cheat

you've got doing
your dirty work for you.

Now where is he?

Right behind you.

What are you doing here?

I read a letter from a man
who served with Colonel Hunter.

He said Colonel Hunter
had black hair.

So you decided not
to trust me any longer?

I didn't say that.

I told you I never
mix pleasure with business.

That's something
women never learn.

Just for the record,
Mrs. McLennan.

It turned white
in Andersonville prison.

You're not gonna
swallow that.

She doesn't have
to swallow anything.

Now, take the lady with you,
back to Texas.

Back to Texas?

Yeah,
maybe I'll see you there.

And, on the way, tell my drivers
to get those cattle moving.

Jeb.
You heard him.

Let's move out.

By golly, you sure know
how to handle women.

All it takes
is a little practice.

[Man] Yah!
There they go.

That's right, Pittser.

There they go.
14,000 head of cattle
at $13 a head--

that's $182,000.

Mm-hmm.

That's just about what you owe
those ranchers over in Texas,

including interest
at six percent.

There.
You recognize them?

They're your I.O.U.'S.

The ones you gave those widows
and veterans and orphans.

Shut up and get out there
and stop them drivers!

You'll never stop
them cattle.

Not this side
of the Texas line.

It would take the whole
of General Lee's army.

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

These ain't worth a nickel here.
They're only good in Texas.

That's right.
You better get over to Texas,

and tell the Texas judge
the cheater was finally cheated,

and the biter
was finally bit.

[Yells]

Pittser, kill him.

Don't you remember, John?
Bullets cost money.

[Cackles]

All right!
All right.

[Chuckles]
We're two of a kind.

Somebody wins,
somebody has to lose.

You win this time,

but I'll win next time.

Why, Mr. Nelson,
you're not going to market
dressed like that.

No, ma'am, I'm taking the train
to Dallas out here.

They got a Doctor down there
that can fix legs like mine.

Now that I'm able to pay for it,
thanks to you Colonel.
Good luck, Fred.

By the way, if you need some
cattle next year, come see me.

Next year, I might not have
the money to do any buying.

Well, come on by anyhow,
I'll trust you for it.

Thank you kindly.
[Clicks tongue]

Well, where do you think
you're going?

I haven't made up
my mind yet.

Need any help?