All language subtitles for The Rifleman - 1x11

"The Rifleman"...

starring Chuck Connors.

Get us those drinks, Sandy.

Yahoo!

What's the matter, mister?

You don't look happy to see us.

Maybe a little dance to
make you feel better.

Well, you wasted $0.60
worth of cartridges

and you never hit him once.

That's really lousy
shooting, you ask me.

Oh yeah?

Bet you a dollar I can shoot the
buttons right off of his coat.

Well come on, let's
have us a drink.

I got 1,000 miles of
trail dust in my craw.

You man about ready to get paid?

Hey, it's Keely.

Hey, Keely with a mutton.

He's all slicked up.

Site for sore eyes.

We've been waiting for
you for six months.

Did you make a deal
for the herd, Keely?

You men had a hard trip.

You deserve a good time.

Here, go to it.

Out of my way, you cow chasers.

I'm gonna tear this town apart.

There you are, boy.

Thank you, Pa.

All ready for the test today?

I think so.

You'll do fine.

Just remember, sit easy
and think straight.

And Mark, you keep
out of trouble.

I'll try, but sometimes
I just can't help it.

I know, but let me
give you some advice.

Yesterday you butted
into an argument

between Jeff and Skinny.

Now, if you want to keep
out of that kind of trouble,

you just mind your own business.

I'll try, Pa. All right.

I've got a lot of
chores to do in town.

It'll probably take
me till about 4:00.

If you wait, I'll come by
and ride you back home.

I'll wait. OK.

Goodbye.

Good morning, Lucas.

Be right with you.

Good to see you again.

How's Mark?

Well, outside of
carrying on a running

fight with an English
grammar book, he's mine.

I need a few supplies, Willard.

Here's my list.

You better add a bag
of hard candy to it.

Mark didn't ask for any, but
there are some things a boy

wants that go without saying.

Never met a youngster yet
that didn't have a sweet tooth.

Dan used to be a
great one for candy.

His tastes sure have
changed since he came back.

Is he around?

Working in a general
store with his father's

too dull for him.

He's got himself a new job.

Acting Marshal of North Fork.

Oh?

Where's Micah?

Had some business
to attend to up north.

He swore Dan in as temporary
deputy before he left.

Well, I don't think there's
anything to worry about.

He can take care of himself.

Like you said, it's
only temporary.

One day as marshal
may be too long.

Aren't you laying it
on a little heavy, Will?

I hope so, but I'm afraid not.

Dan seems to be using the job
just so he can prove himself.

How do you mean?

Ever since he was dropped
from West Point on account

of his eyes, it's
been in his craw

that he has to show everybody
that the Academy was wrong.

He's just as good a
man as he ever was.

I don't think you
have to work too much.

Everything will work out.

Got a bunch of Texas
cowhands in town.

On the trail three months
and spoiling for a good time.

Dan's been riding hard
on them pretty strong.

Maybe he's got good reason.

Oh, they been acting up some.

It's mostly high spirits.

At least it was that way until
Dan started pushing them.

Now their tone has
changed and they're

deliberately making trouble.

Well, I don't like to
stick my nose into things

that don't concern
me, but if you want,

I'll have a talk with Dan.

I was hoping you'd
say that, Lucas.

He always thought a
great deal of you.

I hope he still does.

How do I look, Mr. McCain.

I've seen worse.

I've seen a lot better too.

Ain't anyone
faster in North Fork.

Now North Fork doesn't
cover much territory, son.

If you'd made that claim
in Dodge City or Tombstone.

There something
I can do for you?

I don't think so, Dan.

I just dropped in
to see how you were

getting along in your new job.

Oh, couldn't be better.

I had a few problems
at first, but I'm

getting things under control.

Problems?

Nothing to worry about.

Some Texas cowhands
thought they were

going to take over the town.

I just had to show them
that they were wrong.

A man who wears a badge
has a heavy responsibility.

He sure has.

Dan, I always thought the
best way to enforce the law was

a firm hand on a slack rein.

That way you got control and no
one feels the bit in his mouth.

Well, I can't say as I
agree with you, Mr. McCain.

The way I look at
it, you just got

to prove to them that
you're better than they are

and they'll fall in line.

I see.

Could be you're being a little
too tough on these cowhands.

After all, you're not
dealing with a bunch

of West Point Plebes.

Thanks for the advice, but I'll

handle the situation my way.

You're the marshal.

At least till Micah gets back.

Look, I'll walk a little
ways with you if you promise

to talk about something else.

Talk about anything
you like, Dan.

He's just come out and
there's someone with him.

You ready?

Rest of you men know what to do.

All right, he's close enough.

All right, that's far enough.

One more step and I'll...

All right, cowboy,
the fun's over.

Drop your fun.

Well, if it ain't the Marshal.

Yes sir, anything to oblige.

Wait a minute, Dan.

I can handle this.

This ain't none of
your affair, mister.

Just stand easy.

All right, that's enough.

You're playing against
a stacked deck, mister.

Start dealing.

We've got no fight
with him, Sandy.

Kid got what he deserved.

Could have been worse.

Come on, Marshal.

Show those cowboys they're
not going to get away with this.

They wouldn't have gotten
away with it this time

if you'd been on your toes.

You should have noticed
the first man wasn't drunk.

Well, he looked drunk to me.

His eyes were too clear.

Mistake number two, the
fellow on the floor.

Dead men aren't tense.

This one was primed for action.

You think there'll be
any more trouble, Lucas?

No, I don't think so, Willard.

They've had their satisfaction.

What Lucas says makes sense.

My advice is to leave
them alone from now on.

The saddle tramps beat up
the town marshal and all you

can say is leave them alone.

You think I was wearing this
badge for my own benefit.

Are you?

Another thing,
McCain, I can get along

without any help from you.

He sure is bent on
doing things the hard way.

Riled clean down
to his boot heels.

Hard headed as a
pine board knot.

Dan's an amateur
trying to do a job

that calls for a professional.

Hope there's no more trouble.

It's not very easy trying
to bring up a boy by yourself.

It's hard enough trying
to be a good father.

But Luke, you just don't know.

Being both mother and father
is tougher than driving

a mule team across the desert.

How did you get all the
way out here from Missouri?

Drove across the
desert with a mule team.

Just thought I'd ask.

I've tried my best.

I really have tried.

But somewhere along the
line, he got away from me.

How old was Dan
when his mother died?

10.

She had such hopes for him.

Kind of wanted him to be
a doctor or a teacher.

Anything that didn't have to
do with guns and fighting.

Well, if she was still alive,
I bet she'd be proud of him.

Oh, I know.

I didn't say she'd be proud
of the way he's acting today.

She'd be proud of him
because he's her son.

Women are just naturally proud
of their own flesh and blood.

She'd try to understand
his hurt and try to make

up for his bad eyesight.

Like it was her own hurt.

Luke, I'm sorry.

I forgot you've been
bringing up Mark by yourself.

Maybe that's why I have kind
of a special liking for Dan.

He's been growing
up the hard way

and, well, I think he needs
a little extra understanding.

Sure ain't no way
to treat a good gun.

Well, maybe that's
the way he uses it best.

Well, of all the...

hey, will you look at this?

That order goes into effect
exactly one hour from now.

I'll be waiting on
you men in my office.

Marshal.

Far as I'm concerned, you'll
be waiting till the seat

of your pants wears out.

I ain't taking off my
gun belt for nobody.

Well, if you don't, I'll
remove it from you personally.

You're welcome to try.

Law says until 12 o'clock.

I can wait.

I claim the first shot at him.

This is my turkey shoot.

Come on, I'll buy us a drink.

You got a minute, Dan?

I want to talk with you.

Later.

I still think you
ought to let me do it.

It's after 12:00, mister.

You know what the law said.

Never did read well.

Especially signs.

I'll give you one more chance.

Take off your gun belt.

You ain't man enough to make me.

He's dead.

You killed a better man
than you'll ever be, kid.

Was his own doing.

Should have turn in his
gun like the law said.

I'm still wearing mine.

There's been enough
gun play already.

I'd say that was
a matter of opinion.

You finally got what you
wanted, didn't you, son?

What's that supposed to mean?

You've been pushing my man

ever since they rode into town.

All they had to do
was obey my orders.

I don't know what you're
trying to prove, kid,

but you ain't proved it yet.

Take care of Sandy.

You know, I'd better
have a talk, Dan.

Keely Thompson has
killed more men

than the years you've lived.

I saw him in action
in Dodge City.

He's good.

His guns don't scare me.

I carry a couple too.

When a man wears twin guns,
Dan, he's usually bragging.

Thompson is the exception.

He's a fast draw and a
dead shot, both hands.

Why don't you give
up that badge, Dan?

A few days and those cowhands
will be heading back for Texas.

What am I supposed
to do in the meantime?

Hide?

As long as the Marshal gave me
the right to wear this badge,

I'm the law.

And right or wrong,
what I say stands.

Well mostly you've been wrong.

And posting that
gun checking notice

was your biggest mistake.

I did it for the
good of the town.

You You can lie to yourself,
Dan, but not to me.

The law has to be respected.

It never will be when a man
makes it suit his own purpose.

Suppose those Texans
do ride out of here

without any more trouble.

You think that'll
be the end of it?

I think so.

Well, you're making it
awful tough on the Marshal

when he gets back.

Those cowhands
will pass the word

along to the other men driving
cattle herds into North Fork.

And they'll ride in
here looking to pick

up where the Texans left off.

When a town gets a mean name,
it draws mean customers.

Got a message for you, boy.

Keely's revoking your gun law.

Said that if you want to try
to enforce it, he'd be waiting.

Well, you tell him
he won't have to wait

long, because I'll be there.

I was hoping you'd say that.

Some of the boys are betting
that you'd weasel out.

Thompson must
have lost his touch.

Never thought he'd
want to gun a kid.

I don't know what you do when
a blowfly bothers you, mister,

but me, I squash it.

So does Keely.

Don't think about it
too long, Marshal.

Me and the boys would
be mighty disappointed

if you change your mind.

I said I'd be there and I will.

Dan, you're not going to go.

I'm going.

Lucas.

If he wants to
commit suicide, there's

nothing I can do about it.

Keely Thompson's big
reputation doesn't bother me.

I took that cowhand
and I'll take him.

You were lucky.

An experienced gunslinger would
have cut you down before you

even cleared leather.

Lucas knows what
he's talking about.

Act sensible.

I still think I can take him.

So there's no sense in
putting it off, is there?

Wait a minute, Dan.

Plenty of time to get
your head shot off.

Sit down and think it over.

Sit down.

Where you going, Lucas?

I'll be back.

There you are.

And just to show you
how confidant I am,

you can hold it.

Anybody else want to make a bet?

What about you, mister?

I'm giving five to one
the marshal doesn't get

a chance to fire off a shot.
I don't bet on murder.

Hello, McCain.

Have a seat.

I see you're still
carrying that rifle.

A man gets himself a
habit, it's hard to break.

Yeah, from what I heard
since I saw you last,

that habit has earned
you quite a reputation.

I'm not proud of it, Thompson.

But at least it was
honestly earned.

What is that supposed to mean?

It means I never
deliberately pulled

the trigger against a man
who didn't have a chance.

If you're talking
about that marshal,

he brought it on himself.

He's just a kid who thinks
he has to prove he's a man.

You know he doesn't have a
chance with you in a gunfight.

There's already
been futile killing.

Why have another?

Let the boy out, Keely.

I almost wish I could.

It's too late to back down now.

It's not too late.

You can take your boys
and ride out of town.

You think they'd ride
with me if I did that?

Asking favors don't come
easy for me, Thompson.

But I'm asking for one now.

Like I said, it's too late.

Besides, once I start a
play, I never back down.

All right.

If that's the way you want it.

I got no fight with you, McCain.

Don't get in the way.

Not a person in town would
blame you for not showing up.

Yeah, but I got
to live with myself.

So I might as well
get it over with.

Dan, being you're determined
to go through with this,

I'll tell you a few
things that might help.

Walk down to the
church and come back up

the street toward the saloon.

That'll put the sun on
your back in his face.

Another thing.

Watch his eyes.

They're the tip off
he's going to draw.

And drop your gun
belt a few inches.

Anything else I should know?

A great deal, but it's
too late for that now.

Keely, he's moving
up the street.

No sense wasting a good cigar.

Here, hold it for me.

All right, kid, it's your move.

Take off your guns, Thompson.

I'm going to give you
the jump on me, son.

Go ahead.

Draw.

Nice shooting, Keely.

How bad is it, Lucas?

It's not too bad, Will.

But you better get the doctor.

Thompson.

Right or wrong, that gun
law is still in effect.

I think you better
do like the marshal

wanted and take yours off.

You're a good man
with that rifle, McCain,

but not that good.

Maybe not.

I said I had no
fight with you, McCain.

Now don't make me...

Take off your gun belt.

You could have
killed me, McCain.

Why didn't you?

You could have killed the boy.

Why didn't you?

You men saddle up.

We're riding for home.

Hi, Pa.

Come on.

Well, how did you
make out on the test?

Got the third highest
mark in the class,

and I didn't get into
any trouble today.

I minded my own business.

Good boy.

Here's some hard candy for you.

Thanks, Pa.

Anything happen in town?

What?

Everything go all right in town?

See, Mark, sometimes
it's easier to give advice

than to take it.

That's what I was telling
Skinny when he tried to stop

me from taking a poke at Chip.

Well, that's just what I said.

Skinny should have
minded his own business.

Let's go home.