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Well, am I up too early, or out too late?

When did you get to town?

This morning.

Hey, you look a little off your feet, honey.

We're leaving.

Just like we left Saccaro, Cheyenne, Dodge, Flagstaff.

Now, these civic leaders have decided our town can get along

without any female dealers.

Ha!

Now, we don't mind gamblers, so long as

they're wearing long pants.

We didn't cause no trouble.

Maybe you didn't rightly cause it, ma'am,

but it seems to occur around your vicinity regardless.

We're leaving regardless.

Nothing left here.

What did you find out?

Well, she's there, all right.

Running a boarding house.

Sunday straight, and dull as winter.

Calls herself Julia now.

Julia Andueza.

Good.

That boarding house will be our next place of business.

Doing what, Sid?

Dealing blackjack, honey.

You owe Sid a dollar.

Have a drink on the house.

Where are you taking us, Sid?

We're going to North Fork, honey.

And this time we're not leaving...

till I'm ready.

Good morning.

Oh, good morning, Miss Julie.

Good morning.

What's for dinner this Sunday?

Good morning.

Garbanzo.

You know, it's a vasco dish, it's like, uh, spring lamb.

There are many fine men here in North Fork.

I came here to take my cousin back to Boston.

Not to get married.

There's no reason you shouldn't marry.

Oh, yes there is.

You see, I'm very particular.

And unfortunately, those I favor are too particular.

John, why don't you come back where you belong?

Good morning, Miss Julia.

Good morning, Mr. Hamilton.

Miss Hamilton.

It seems that you have an admirer.

Hardly.

An attractive woman, though, don't you think?

Has Mr. Hamilton tried your bass cooking yet?

Not yet, Barney.

I hope someday he will.

Good morning, Lucas.

Morning, John.

Goodbye.

Excuse me?

Why do you stop me?

I don't know you.

I know you.

Big Anna.

Hello, Lucas.

Julia.

Meet North Fork's most eligible bachelor.

Miss Andueza, Lucas McCain.

Julia's been an overnight success

with the boarding house, and the excellence of her table.

I think I met a Miss Andueza a long time ago.

If I met you before, I would remember you.

Now excuse me.

I must cook.

You must come and eat with us someday.

On the house, Julia?

On the house.

Adios, Micah.

Adios, Julia.

An attractive woman, Lucas.

12 years ago she was dealing Pharaoh in a Bismarck deadfall.

Took a friend of mine for $1,100.

I you're mistaken.

What kind of a place you run here?

Boarding house.

Nothing more.

People change, you know?

Her kind?

Passing judgment?

Not my job.

Nor mine.

Until I see evidence that warrants it.

You're not much help, Micah.

Not my problem.

No, I guess it isn't.

Come on.

I'll buy you a cup of coffee.

No thanks, Micah.

I'll see to my wagon.

Then to Miss Julia.

Eat.

Eat.

Say it.

12 years ago the name was Big Anna.

You would deal in a thieves' game at Bismarck.

So?

You don't belong here.

Who are you to tell me where I belong?

Do you tell everybody what to do?

You run this town?

No, I don't run it.

But I trade here, and my boy goes to school.

We don't want your kind.

My kind?

You know my kind?

Listen... I am what you see in this minute.

I'm a boarding house woman who has pride in what she does.

Pride in my work, and pride in myself.

I am Julia Andueza, and I own a boarding

house in North Fork City.

This is my beginning, and my end.

And I'm happy with it.

Now go and made lies about my kind.

I'm not making lies about anybody.

I'm saying you cheated a friend of mine out of $1,100.

He was just a kid, and it was every cent he had in the world.

Yes, I remember.

But nobody could list a finger.

You looked 16 years old, like you belonged in church.

Some church it was.

Yes, I killed him.

But it was my job!

I had to steal money for the players to pay Mr. Fallon.

Well, you were plenty good at it.

But I'm Vasca.

So I quit.

But I cannot quit.

I was punished.

So I kept working.

Three years, I work.

16.

Three years later, I look 40.

You say church?

Bitter sermons, I learn.

Yes, I cheated the players.

But I cheat that Sid, too.

Then, some day, I run away.

You know, with money it's easy to run away.

I cook for a lot of people.

For a long time, nobody cares.

Then I get my own place.

But pretty quickly, somebody finds about Anna all the time.

So, I have to run away.

Always run.

But now I stop!

I am sorry what I did.

But I'm proud of Julia now.

McCain, I want this to be my town.

So now I stay.

You made a mistake a long time ago.

I guess I made one just now.

You are a gentleman.

Not enough to turn the other cheek.

The invitation to dinner still good?

I notice Miss Julie's still in business.

And will be, as far as I'm concerned, Micah.

Then I guess you won't be needing this?

What's that?

The first stone, Lucas boy.

Hurry up, Mark.

What are you in such a hurry to see Mr. Hamilton for, Pa?

Well, I want to do Julia a favor, son.

So do I.

You do?

Why?

Lickin' the batter bowl clean.

Today's Julia's day for baking cookies, and I plum forgot.

You know, Vasco's are bold.

Part of Spain, and part of France.

But our language, and our customs haven't changed.

Well, I reckon you're proud of that.

I reckon.

Is he behaving, Julia?

Oh, yes, indeed.

Well?

Very tasty.

Say it, McCain!

They're coming.

Tonight.

Oh, not tonight!

I have no time!

7:30.

Oh... well, get out of here!

Both of you!

And be sure to be here at 7:30 tonight.

Well, what's all the fuss about, Julia?

tonight.

His cousin is coming tonight!

Yeah.

Brace yourself, son.

We're about to step into high society.

You mean dressing up like church?

That's just what I mean.

Aw.

Tonight.

All the better element.

She's changed, Sid.

Nobody changes, honey.

You'd better wait.

Talk with her tomorrow. No.

Tonight.

We'll show this town what Miss Julia is, and where she's from.

And we'll make sure she gets back where she belongs...

with us.

Funny thing about the better element...

with them, the name's the game.

Once you get the name, they'd rather

talk about you than with you.

Get Flo and Steve.

How's the crop, Lucas?

Well, we had no winter chill to speak of,

but the camp route this spring was kind of a disappointment.

I'm in the market for a new bull.

You didn't clean your plate, lady.

After we're better acquainted, you may call me Miss Agnes.

If you pulled a trick like that out at our ranch,

it'd be Miss Mud.

Mark!

No harm meant, Miss Agnes Hamilton.

Only my pa says lettin' good food go to waste is criminal.

What with starving people all over,

we've got no time to be finicky.

All right.

I understand.

But say no more about it.

Pa had to take a belt to my britches 'fore I understood.

Of course, if you was to finish your dinner,

I don't think he'd do anything.

With you being a female, and...

kind of old, and all.

Oh!

He don't mean any discourtesy, Miss Hamilton.

Oh, she knows that, Julia.

What's the matter, Aggie?

Off your feed?

That's a western expression indicating lack of appetite.

Perhaps you don't like, uh, this basque food?

It is different.

I suppose it's just the western environment

that changes everything so drastically.

Even the food.

Well, now, I had hoped you'd find this western environment

a little more attractive.

Taste is hard to change.

Isn't it, John?

Good taste, that is.

Thank you for a lovely dinner.

Please don't let my lack of appetite spoil it for...

Good evening, Anna.

Looks like we're late for dinner.

My name is Julia.

Get out of here.

Now!

That's no way to treat old friends, honey.

Now run along, all of you, and let us

have a little talk with Anna.

This boarding house is closed temporarily.

Get out.

All of ya.

Sid Fallon's the name.

From here on, co-owner of Big Anna's,

North Fork's newest saloon.

Wine, dine, and gamble with the pretty dealers.

I'll kill you!

You!

Don't hit her!

Stop it!

Stop it!

I don't carry a gun.

Your good fortune.

Now, you move out before I break you up little.

And take your friends with ya.

All you people, be out of town by tomorrow.

Nobody runs me out of town, friend.

Nobody.

Why don't you have us thrown into jail?

I could tell a judge quite a bit about my old friend, Anna.

You will tell him lies.

Don't forget, Anna, you're carrying my mark.

Please let him go.

Julia, the... the dinner was delicious.

You must come again.

I think not.

I'm afraid Big Anna is going into business

with her old friends.

No.

No, it is not true.

No?

Well, after tonight you won't have

enough respectable business to stay open for a day.

I'll see to that.

I don't think that's necessary.

Well, you should, John.

The nice people of this town have a right to know

about Big Anna and her friends.

And I don't think they would like having their children

watch such activities.

You know, Miss Hamilton, everybody likes to hear

a little gossip now and then.

But some people are like a coyote

with a dead ground squirrel.

They gotta get down and rub their noses in it,

and spread the smell all over town.

Your language is as crude as your analogy.

Well, we're going to show this town

there's nothing rotten here, in spite

of those who say there is.

You're unnecessarily harsh, Lucas.

John, this is your town like it's mine.

Only your responsibility's a lot graver.

Now, people might expect snap judgments

from a bitter, lonely woman, but they don't like them from a man

who handles their money.

We've all done things we'd like to forget, and thank

heaven most of us are able to.

And Julia needs help to do the same.

You're right, Lucas.

I'm leaving, John.

I'm sorry for that, Aggie.

Wait... you don't realize what you're saying.

Look at her.

Don't you know what she wants?

She wants you.

Oh, what a step that would be for Big Anna.

Well, I won't let it happen.

Not ever.

Don't you have any understanding

at all, Miss Hamilton?

I understand dirt, Mr. McCain.

Shabby people living shabby lives,

reaching out for something evil to color their weaknesses.

And I despise it, and those who cater to it.

I'm sorry.

Don't you be sorry for me.

You clean your own house!

That Sid is going to spread rumors about me

all over the town.

Don't you worry, Anna.

We'll take care of Mr. Fallon.

Now, you know what to say.

Say it loud.

What are you gonna do about your new competition?

Competition?

Big Anna.

You know?

Runs the boarding house.

She's gonna have lady dealers.

The town ain't big enough for another saloon.

You're gettin' one.

Wanna bet?

I'll be glad when Big Anna opens up again.

Ain't Big Anna. It's Julia Andueza.

You'd better remember the name, honey.

She's our new boss.

You ladies want to trade or tattle?

Watch your tongue, old man.

Or we'll take our business elsewhere.

Do that.

May I suggest Santa Fe?

I don't blame you ladies for being angry.

Willard here's a rude old man.

Looks like I might have to speak to him

harshly about his manners.

I'd like to see that.

Now, I wouldn't want you to miss the stage.

2:00.

And the fare's been paid.

Who paid it?

An old admirer.

You know, the woman who runs the boarding house.

Andueza, she calls herself now.

In Bismarck, her name was Big Anna.

Ran the wildest place in town.

She did?

I've been in a lot of towns.

When it comes to having a time, you can count on Big Anna.

Makes me nervous just to think about it.

Look at the way my hand shakes.

Oh, don't run away.

I can still use this razor.

Matter of fact, I'd like to.

From ear to ear.

You're a little humorous for my taste, friend.

Somethin' wrong, friend?

I like Santa Fe.

I got friends there.

Good friends, too.

Look at it square, Sid.

They're running us out.

This place is a seven day Sunday school.

And I say let 'em have it.

Nobody runs Sid out.

Not anymore.

I'll send for you when I'm ready.

You can't go on fighting the whole town.

There'll be no more trouble from this town.

After I cut one man down to size.

Allen's waiting at the depot.

You can forget all about him, Julia.

You can forget all of it.

This town knows you.

What you were, and what you are...

and are proud to have you.

Coffee, Micah?

No thanks.

I figure to ride herd on 'em when the stage pulls out.

Buy me a drink, and I'll keep you company, Micah.

It's time I stopped saving reputations, and lost my own.

Thank you, John.

For very little, I'm afraid.

Goodbye.

Many thanks, Lucas.

My pleasure.

Next stage leaves at 4:00.

You're going to pay our way, too?

I figured you'd be very happy to take care of that yourself.

I don't have much choice, do I?

Not much.

All right.

Head out!

Hello, dearie.

Hyah!

Hyah!

Yah!

Well, I guess I'd better go pick up Mark and go home.

All of you have helped me so much.

Julia, we helped ourselves, too.

Lucas, he will try to kill you now.

No.

I'm going to cut you up a little, friend.

Just enough to make you crawl.

Lucas, run!

Nobody can beat him without a gun!

Then I'm going to work on you, honey.

Kill her if she moves, Steve.

I'll take care of him.

I told you before, friend...

nobody runs Sid anymore.

Nobody.

You like steel, don't you?

Well, you're got to get your share, friend.

Stay clear, Steve.

We'll let Mr. McCain have his fight.

Pick it up.

Pick it up, I said.

I always wanted me a good knife.

My mistake.

Your mistake is to be alive, you...

Julia.

Oh, you're hurt!

Take off your shirt.

You should have killed him.

He gave me an even break.

He deserved the same.

Yeah, I know what he deserved.

Julia, that man's got to live with his past.

You don't.

No, I don't.

Not anymore.

Pa?

Those women who were making such a fuss...

what were they planning to do?

Gamble.

They wanted to start a game in town.

Seems to me they should stop playing cards,

and start raising kids.

That's what women are, aren't they, Pa?

Well, it seems to be what they do best.

Of course, some women have to run boarding houses.

You reckon Julia can do both?

I'd reckon.