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The Rifleman.

Starring Chuck Connors.

I saw him, that dirty little dead-head.

Well, we'll let him ride a piece,

and then we'll give him some real walking to do.

Now!

He-yeah!

Arrgh!

You dirty, lousy, stinking!

That little dead-head pulled a gun on me.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I won, I won.

You sure did, son.

You let me?

No, I didn't.

But you gave me a head start.

Yeah, six lengths, next time it'll be four,

you're getting too good.

You honest, and, truly didn't just let me win, well,

just to make me feel good.

Honest, and truly, son.

Whenever you beat me at anything it'll be fair and square,

if I just let you win you'd get to thinking you're bigger

than the size of your britches, and I'll be doing you a hurt,

you might get to trying something you're not up to yet.

No, it was fair and square, Mark.

Now wipe that grin off your face.

I'm sorry, Pa.

Yeah, I'll bet you are, come on.

Here son, get the rest of his things.

All right, push it down over your eyes,

yeah, now to the side.

That's the way, now you look like a real fancy Dan

from the Bowrey.

I do?

Sure, yeah kid, now strut, strut like I showed you.

Yeah.

How do I look Pa?

Silly.

Um, tell me more about New York, Don.

Is it really as big as they say it is in my school book?

It's bigger, and they got buildings

there kid, like you never seen, eight, 10 stories high,

like mountains.

Well, have you ever been up in one.

Have I ever?

You see lots of times, but what you really want

to see, kid, is the Bowery.

They got things there, there-- there's

always something happening, there's people there,

there's light, there's Tony Pastors.

What that?

You never hear of Tony Pastors?

Uh-uh.

It only happens to be the biggest music

hall in the whole world, only happens to have the best show,

and the girls they got there, oh, boy.

Huh.

Go ahead, get my bag, I'll show you something.

Go ahead, go ahead.

Here.

Don't shoot.

Ah, almost killed a guy with this once,

boy, it's tough down there in the Bowery.

Ah, see these, these I took off a drunk,

I snitched them off him in the alley back at Tony Pastors.

They always roll a seven, go ahead try them, go ahead.

They always do.

Well, I told you.

Here, look at this, you ever see anything like this.

Oh, yeah, Mr. Clawson wears them in the saloon.

Not like these he don't, no, these

are garters, girls garters.

You want know something, I took them off the girl myself.

Mahoney.

Oh, yeah, yeah Mr. McCain.

If you like New York so much, why'd you come west?

Oh, well, you see there was this bird I was working for,

was selling papers for him.

And he's a gink with a beard named Greeley,

and he was always yapping in his paper go west young man,

so I did.

I'd still be going too if that dirty louse

didn't throw me off that coach.

Well, the coach gets paid for carrying passengers,

you were stealing that ride.

Well, yeah.

But they didn't have to do it that way

Pa, they could of killed Don.

If they wanted to get him off they could of just told him to.

Well, I guess you'll still be going west then.

Yeah, sure.

What's the next burg to here.

Burg?

You know, dump, town, place.

Oh, North Fork, we'll be going there in three days,

come then if you want, all right Pa?

He can go today.

But we got chores that can't wait,

well, there's hay to be cut down in the north field,

and you still got some shoeing to do.

Sure, Mr. McCain, you don't have

to make no special trip for me.

We won't, Jackson and Cramer's freight wagon

will be by the north road soon, you can get a lift with them.

But there'll be wanting money Pa, Don don't have any.

We can spare a couple of dollars Mark.

Nah, you don't have to, I--

I got a few bucks of my own.

Anyway, it's going to be good going again,

you know a guys going west, got to keep going,

I'll get my stuff together.

No hurry, they won't be by for a little while.

Breakfast in a couple of minutes.

Tell me some more about New York, Don.

Sure, kid.

How come Cramer's not driving the wagon today Jackson?

Well, he had something he wanted to do in town,

so I had to take it.

Well, goodbye Mr. McCain.

Goodbye Mark.

Bye, Don.

Goodbye, Mahoney.

Hey, thank you for picking me up and everything.

Would have done the same for anyone.

Yeah, sure.

Come on kid, I'm late, let's get going.

Be seeing you McCain.

Didn't like him, did you Pa?

Oh, he's all right, I guess.

He liked you.

He said so.

He didn't have to, I just know he did.

You going to check for stray calves on the north side,

remember.

Sure, Pa, I remember.

Heh.

That Mr. McCain's a good guy, ain't he?

Um-hum.

He sure got a big ranch, but everything out here is big.

Yeah.

Oh, it's big.

You know I-- I bet you a guy could

really go places out here.

I mean, he can start small, and grow

big, I bet you there's even opportunity for a guy like me,

huh?

Look kid, I don't feel like talking,

even less like listening, so just pay me for the lift

by keeping quiet, huh.

Yes, sir.

Nellie, up there.

Oh, let me carry that in for you.

Hello, Cramer.

Been waiting for you Jackson.

Oh I'm only an hour off, Nellie

lost a shoe outside of Baesore.

That's what I'm talking about, you're

$2,000 short in your accounts, and $1,000 short in cash.

I know, I--

I've been meaning to--

well, I wanted to tell you about that.

I've been doing some checking on you Jackson,

there seems to be some unanswered queries

about why you left Yuma.

Well, dog gone it, you going to give me a chance to explain,

or are you--

you just coming to your own conclusions.

You'll have all the time you want

to explain, to the Marshal.

The Marshal?

Well, listen to me first, I mean, well, we've been partners

for over two years and.

And these books show that you've been a thief,

and an embezzler for two years, there's

nothing you can tell me.

Oh, hold on.

I'll pay it back, every cent, I promise you.

Get out of my way.

No don't do it, don't go.

Don't go to the Marshal, don't!

Cramer, don't.

You, you killed my partner.

Giddy-up!

Come on, go!

Don.

Mark.

What's the matter, what happened?

I saw a man killed, Jackson killed him, and he's after me.

Mark, he's trying to kill me, he's after me,

please help me Mark, I can't run anymore.

Here.

I can't run anymore, I'm all right.

Hello, Micah.

Did you see anything?

That kid you dumped on me,

has he been past here McCain?

I'm still the Marshal Jackson.

I'm sorry Micah, but it was my partner that was killed, killed

right in front of my own eyes.

Killed?

It's cold blooded murder that boy done,

He's a mean one.

Mahoney?

He hitched a ride on the stagecoach,

and when I dumped him off he pulled

a gun big enough to blow my head off

with, if he could of used it.

I heard about that.

All we want to know is did you see him?

He stole our buck board and headed out this way.

Yeah, wait till we get our hands on him.

If he doesn't force our hand we take him in alive,

those are my orders.

He'll force our hand, all right.

And I'm still offering $200 to the man

that puts the slug in him.

That's kind of bloodthirsty, isn't it Jackson?

Cramer was more than just a partner to me,

we were like brothers, and I'm not one to waste

time or words on his murderer.

I raise that ante to $300.

He's just a kid.

Over in Santa Fe county there was a kid named Bill Bonney,

he killed his first man when he was 16, and 12 more

before Pat Garrett gunned him down.

Do you want another Billy the Kid around here?

Or are you going to ride out with us, and help us get rid

of him.

All right, Micah, I'll join you.

Well, that $300 looks pretty good to you, huh Luke?

Jackson, I'm riding with you to bring the boy in alive.

Sit down.

Take your shoes off.

What?

Take your boots off.

Come on.

Just ain't no trail away from here.

He left a broad one this far.

He's a pretty smart boy, probably stopped being scared,

and started thinking.

If we don't pick up some trail soon,

it'll be too dark to pick up anything.

Well, let's scatter and see what we can find,

Micah, do you want to go with me?

All right, the rest of you spread out,

you find anything get a yell.

Yeah, I saw that before Micah.

You figure he backtracked.

It looks it.

Pretty smart trick for an eastern kid.

Come on, we'll leave the horses here.

Yeah, good idea.

Put on your shoes.

Up this way Lucas.

Well, wait a minute Micah, that's a false trail,

it's too broad.

Here.

This is the way he went.

Kid's real trail wise.

A lot more then I thought, come on.

Walk like I do, always your heel first.

Two sets of tracks Lucas.

Two?

One of them is a little small for a boy of 16.

Yeah, just about the same size Mark's footprints are.

Mark?

It might be.

Yeah, no wonder the kid's trail wise if he's

forcing Mark to help him.

Yeah, that could explain it.

He's in danger Lucas, you know what Jackson said.

I know what Jackson said Micah.

Well, let's get after him.

Well, I think he went this way.

But the trail leads out onto the ledge,

the grass is bent toward the rock.

That's an old Indian trick Micah, Mark knows it,

you walk backwards putting your heel down first.

And if you're wrong.

Well, there's two of us, you take the ledge,

I'll follow this trail.

All right, Lucas.

Mark.

Pa.

Where is he?

He, I don't know.

You know who I mean, where is he?

You looking for him Pa?

A whole posse's looking for him, he killed Mr. Cramer.

He didn't, well, he told me all about it Pa, he didn't.

And you believe him?

Yeah, Mr. Jackson did it, he saw him Pa.

Jackson.

That's what Don said, and he wouldn't lie to me.

Well, then he shouldn't of run away son,

any time a man runs it looks like he's scared of something.

But he was Pa, scared of Mr. Jackson,

Mr. Jackson came after him.

Well, it's true, Pa, I know, you got to believe him.

Well, then let him tell me himself, where is he?

What are you going to do to him?

Bring him in, if he's innocent Micah

will see he gets a fair trial.

I'm not going to tell you Pa.

Mark.

Well, you said to yourself once Pa,

there's nothing better than a friend,

once you're a man's friend stick by him,

no matter what stick by him.

Well, Don's my friend just like that Pa, so I can't tell you.

All right, son.

Now you tell me for his sake, for your friends sake.

For his sake?

You did a good job of covering your trail son, I'm proud,

you learned what I taught you well.

But remember Mark, I taught you, and I can find the trail

to him, you know that.

Now there's others looking for him, and if they get there

first there's liable to be no trial.

So for his sake, for Donnel's sake, you tell me where he is.

All right, Pa.

He's in that cave at the end of Rivers Canyon, the one

that we always use for a camp when we go hunting.

Come on.

Pa, did I do right?

You did right son.

Don't fire that gun again Jackson.

Well, he's in there, the little killers in there,

I found him.

He didn't kill him, you did.

Oh, you don't believe that story, do you McCain?

I mean, well, your kids all right,

but you're not fool enough to take

that tramps word against mine.

What story?

The only story I have heard is yours.

Well, I mean, well, he must have told

your kid that he's innocent.

Well, what about it, it will all come out at the trial,

the gun he used, the money he stole, you'll have that.

Mahoney did tell the truth.

Don.

All right.

It's all right Pa, he's all right.

Thanks, Mr. McCain.

Better thank Mark.

But what you really want to see, Mark, is the lights.

There ain't never no night in the Bowery,

there's always something doing, there's always some excitement.

You notice that gink, that gink Greeley who said go west,

he stayed in New York.

On the Bowery.

There ain't nothing wrong with the Bowrey,

I'll be glad when I get back there.

You will, Don?

I guess you're right Donnel, here

there's nothing but space and air, no big buildings,

no Tony Pastors to go to at night,

just a campfire to sit around and spin tall tales.

In New York you don't have to hunt and fish for dinner,

you just go out and buy anything you want at a store.

Yeah, I guess you'd be a fool not to go back.

You bet I would.

Well, then I guess I'll tell old Jackford

you don't want to go to work for him.

Huh.

What do you mean Pa?

Well, I thought if Donnel was going to stay around here

he'd need a job, so I asked Mr. Jackford if he

could use a good strong boy.

You did that for me Mr. McCain?

Well, it's the least I could do for a good friend of Mark's.

Thanks, Pa.

Why don't you stay now.

Uh-uh, don't go trying to force him, he

wants to go back to the Bowrey.

Ah, Mr. McCain, would you please

tell Mr. Jackford, that gink, tell him that I'll

be happy to work for him.

Well, if you want to know the truth about it,

the Bowery stinks.