All language subtitles for The Rifleman - 1x23

Stop worrying, Mr. Williams.

Nothing will happen to you.

The law's on your side.

Maybe we ought to give
Blue Boy some sulfur

and molasses, Pa.

Well, I think the doc will know

best what to do for him, son.

He's a pretty sick colt.

I hope he does. He will.

It's his business.

Doc sure must know his
business, taking care

of people and horses, both.

Stop fretting, Mark.

He must be on a call.

Let's see if the marshal
knows where he is.

Do doctors have to go to
school for a long time, Pa?

As a matter of
fact, they do, Mark.

Doctors, lawyers, judges, they
all have a lot of schooling

to do their jobs.

What's wrong, Micah?

A man got bushwhacked
outside of town.

Doctor's seeing what
he can do for him.

Bushwhacked?

That's all open country.

That's the puzzling part.

The shot seemed to
come out of nowheres.

The two deputies were taking
him over the Silver City

to be a witness
in a court trial.

Not much medicine
can do for a dead man.

Might as well open
the jail door right now

and let Slade out.

Slade Burrowes?

That's right.

Oh, Deputy Phil
Rogers, Lucas McCain.

His son Mark.

Pleased to meet you, Mr. McCain.

You were talking
about Slade Burrowes.

That's the gunslinger,
isn't it, Pa?

That's right, son.

You've heard of him,
same as everyone else.

Judge Marx at Silver
City's been trying

for years to get a case that'd
stand up against him in court.

He had one, till he got killed.

Oh? What did he have on him?

A month back, Slade killed
a man near Silver City.

But he claims he was visiting
his brother in Arizona

Territory at the time.

This man was a witness
to the killing.

Well, that's the
same man, all right.

You know him?

Micah, you remember last month,

when I was over in Silver
City on some cattle business?

Well, I remember, Pa.

That's the time I stayed
overnight at Hattie's.

That's right, son.

Well, I saw this man riding
with Slade and another rider

out near the Landon Ranch.

That's where the killing
took place, the Landon Ranch.

Well, the third rider,
I seem to recollect,

was an older man with a beard.

That's Elijah Mattern,
the man Slade killed.

Mr. McCain, you've just
cut Slade Burrowes Arizona

alibi clean out from under him.

Looks like you're
our new witness.

Now, look here, Deputy.

You're rushing
things a mite fast.

Why, he can place Slade
near the... near the Landon

Ranch right before the killing.

So could he.

Look what it got him.

Lucas, you wanna get
mixed up in this?

When's the trial set for?

This Friday.

I'll be there.

Well, there's
nothing more I can do.

I'll see you gentlemen.

Son, let's go outside and
tell Doc about Blue Boy.

Mr. McCain, Carl
and I'll give you

safe conduct to Silver City.

Well, if it's all the
same with you gentlemen,

I'll get there by myself.

We come to town
to get Doc, But now

my pa's gonna be a witness.

Witness?

What for?

Well, he's gotta
go to Silver City.

What he knows is gonna
hang Slade Burrowes.

Mark, where's Doc Burrage?

He's getting his
hat and coat, Pa.

So long, Freddie.

That sure is something,
your pa being a witness

against Slade Burrowes.

You shouldn't
have done that, son.

What?

Boast in that way
about me testifying.

But everyone's heard
of Slade Burrowes.

And you're gonna see
he gets strung up.

Hold on now.

I don't know whether I'm going
to do anything of the kind.

I saw something.

It's up to me to get
up in court and say so.

I've always told you
to tell the truth.

That's all I'm gonna do.

All righty, It's let's go.

Oh yeah, Doc.

Mark, you jump in the back
and let Doc sit up there.

You wanna take care
of this for me, Mark?

Sure.

Lucas McCain's one of the
best liked men in North Fork.

He's gonna make Judge
Marx mighty happy.

Sure, if he gets there alive.

The main thing, Mark,
is to keep him warm.

Try and stop him
kicking off the blanket.

What is it, Doc?

That's a pretty sick colt.
Chance he won't pull through.

Blue Boy's pretty
special to Mark.

Come here.

Mark can get over losing a
horse, but losing a father

is something else again.

Whoever gunned that witness
will be after you next.

I told 'em I'd go, Doc.

What you have to say
isn't that important.

You didn't actually
see anything.

I saw Slade Burrowes.

What happens to Mark,
something happens to you?

A man lives by
certain principles, Doc.

You take those away, you
might as well be dead.

Well, sometimes principles
have to bend a little.

You start bending principles,
they're not principles anymore.

Like the fellow who says he
wants to be a little dishonest.

It just can't be done.

You're a darn fool, Lucas.

Well, thanks,
Doc, for coming out.

Mark's a fine boy, Lucas.

Real fine boy.

What have you got
for lunch, Freddie?

A couple eggs, bread and butter.

Cake.

Trade you a tomato for an egg.

Sure.

Know what my pa says?

What?

That your pa's
going to Silver City,

testify against Slade Burrowes.

What about it?

Says he's never gonna get there

anymore than that last witness.

Nobody's gonna bushwhack my pa.

Your pa's no different
than anyone else.

Well, I know my pa, and
if he says he'll get there,

he'll get there.

He'll get there in a pine box.

That's how he'll get there.

You take that back.

I'm not taking anything back.

Come on, fight me.

Ah, good to see you, Lucas.

Hi, Toomey.

Say, this is a
nice working hinge.

Well, the least I can do for
that Slade Burrowes witness

is not to slam the lid on
him, put it down gently.

Hinges are a lot better
than getting nailed in.

Saw your boy Freddie
in town yesterday.

He's growing faster
than the beanstalk.

Your boy Mark's
Freddie's best friend.

Look, Lucas, while
you're gone, the rest

of us, Jenkins,
Crown, March, and me,

we'll look at the ranch for you.

Well, I'll only be
gone a couple of days.

Well, we just want
you to know that we'll

keep an eye on things.

Sure, Toomey.

I know what you mean.

There you are.

Afternoon, Hattie.

Well, if it isn't the
town hero, Lucas McCain.

Now, don't you
start on me, Hattie.

I just stopped by to see if
you'd take care of Mark for me.

Of course I'll take care of him.

But you make me sick!

Huh?

You heard me.

All day long, I see
people here in this store,

but that don't mean anything.

Come nighttime, I go
home, what have I got?

Nothing but a cat named
Penelope that meows and claws

up my best overstuffed chair.

I got nothing and nobody.

And there are a lot of other
folks in this town that

are just as lonely as I am.

Yet you don't find
them gallivanting

off, risking their necks.

And they got nothing to lose!

And then there's you.

You got a fine son, and yet you
just can't wait to let somebody

use you for target practice!

Everybody in North Fork's
got me as good as buried.

Well, you can't fight
what you can't see!

Loneliness is just
about the hardest thing

a person has to live with.

I'd give anything to have
that boy of yours for good,

but I happen to know how
much parents mean to a kid.

I should.

I never had any.

A man has certain
principles, Hattie.

I'm a woman, Lucas.

Don't you talk to
me about principles!

Principles never tucked
a boy into bed at night.

Or principles never
washed behind his ears

when he needed it!

But they're the only things
that make a boy into a man.

Thanks, Hattie.

Mark, Mark?

He's no better, Pa.

He might not get better, son.

You may just have
to face up to it.

I don't want you to
go to Silver City, Pa.

I know you don't, Mark.

Freddie's pa said
you won't come back.

I say I will, Mark.

Now, let's get you to the well
and get that face washed, huh?

Nice looking wooden
kimono you got there.

Well, I figure a man deserves
a little consideration when

he dies.

Most of 'em get little
enough while they're alive.

Amen to that.

You just riding through, Mister?

No, I got some business
to tend to in North Fork.

Good luck to you, Mister,
during your stay here.

Thanks.

World looks awful big and
lonely at night, doesn't it,

son?

Mark, where are you?

I'm in here, Pa.

Mark. Look, Pa.

Blue Boy's eating.

Well, that's fine, son.

Say, whose horse
is that outside?

Oh, that's Brad's.

He's washing up out back. Brad?

Brad who?

I don't know.

He's the one who
fixed up Blue Boy.

Brewed up something
special for him.

Oh?

Awfully early for a stranger to
be up doctoring someone else's

horse.

He didn't come this morning, Pa.

He slept in the barn last night.

Oh.

A man usually comes at
the door to ask when

he wants a night's lodging.

What's the difference, Pa?

Look how he's helped Blue Boy.

Brad's my friend.

You act in haste, son,
you repent in leisure.

What's that mean, Pa?

It means it's best to
make friends slowly, son.

Good morning.

Good morning.

I'm Brad Davis.

I told Pa about how you
helped Blue Boy, Brad.

Well, I sort of have
a way with animals.

Yeah, I guess you have.

We're grateful to you.

You grateful enough
to give a hungry man

some breakfast, Mr. McCain?

I... I sure could use some.

Hey, me too, Pa.

Well, that makes three of us.

Let's go.

You got a good-sized spread
to tend here alone, Mr. McCain.

Alone?

There's two of us.

Where are you heading for?

Well, I thought I might
find some work in Silver City.

Heard in town you might be
heading that way yourself.

Pa's gonna be a witness.

I told you not to go
boasting about that, boy.

When are you
leaving, Mr. McCain?

Maybe we could ride together.

I don't rightly know, Mr. Davis.

Come on, Brad.

Let's see if Blue Boy
will eat something.

Thanks for breakfast.

You've gotta leave for
school in 15 minutes, Mark.

Yes, Pa.

He's a good boy.

I think so.

You like your pa a lot,
don't you, Mark, huh?

I sure do.

I love him very much.

Well, your father
is a brave man.

I know, but I wish
he wasn't going.

Hey, I thought you
were mighty proud of him.

I am, but, well, something
might happen to him.

Well, do you love anyone, Brad?

Only person I've
got's a brother.

Well, you wouldn't want
anything to happen to him,

would you? No, Mark.

I sure wouldn't.

He looks out for me.

I look out for him.

Oh, that's Micah,
our town's marshal.

Guess he wants to know when
Pa's leaving for Silver City.

Something wrong, Brad?

No, no.

Deputy Rogers figured it
out and sent word over to me.

That's how it must
have happened.

Whoever did the killing used
a rifle with a telescope

mounted right on it.

That's quite an idea.

I've heard about such guns,
but I've never seen one before.

A lot of 'em were manufactured
back East, during the war.

Sharpshooters used
'em to pick off enemy

officers a half mile and over.

Out in this part of the country,
they're scarce as hen's teeth

now.

Well, at least I know
what I'm up against.

You're still going?

Well, a telescope's not
much good at night, Micah,

unless you're
looking at the stars.

Oh, you're going after dark?

Yeah, tonight.

Micah, I want you
to do me a favor

and take Mark to
Hattie's in the morning.

That way, I'll be
in Silver City,

and nobody'll know
I've even left.

Don't worry about the boy.

Much obliged, Micah.

Visitor?

No, just a stranger
riding through.

See you tonight, Lucas, boy.

About time for
school, isn't it, Mark?

Go on, boy. Get your lunch.

Go on.

Something troubling
you, Mr. McCain?

Well, that's a pretty
big rifle boot not

to have any gun at all in it.

I sold the gun.

A man can always do with
a little extra money.

Maybe you didn't sell it.

What's that supposed to mean?

I saw the stock of a rifle
in that boot this morning.

I don't think you had time to
sell it between now and then.

You're a very observant
man, Mr. McCain.

Like I said, he's a nice boy.

You wouldn't want any
harm to come to him,

so let's get him off to school.

You'll stay a while and look
after Blue Boy, won't you,

Brad?

Sure he will, son.

He's our friend, isn't he?

Now, you better get going.

I don't want you to
be late for school.

Bye, Brad. Bye, kid.

Come back and
see us again, Brad.

I sure will, son.

You handled that very
smart, Mr. McCain.

Now, there's no reason
why this can't go back

where it rightfully belongs.

It's a Lyman Special,
10 power scope,

full windage, elevation knobs.

Optics are the best
made in Europe.

I don't think there's
more than three

like it west of the Mississippi.

You don't need a telescope
at this range, Mister.

What are you waiting for?

Now, let's get to the
barn and get you saddled up.

I'd rather have them think that
you set out for Silver City

and got it on the trail
same as the first witness.

What's Slade paying
you for this, Mister?

I don't kill for money.

I got feelings, same as you.
You got your boy.

I got my brother, Slade.

Brother or no, he's not
much of a man to kill for.

I couldn't agree with you more.

He's just downright mean.

That's one part about
this that I don't like.

Leaving that nice boy of
yours without a father

just for the likes
of my brother.

But he is my brother.

He looks after me.

I look after him.

It's an old family custom.

Anyway, that kid
of yours will grow

up with or without you, McCain.

All kids do.

And so that's how it is.

Now get in the barn.

We'll get you saddled up.

Go on.

Get your saddle over there.

Brad!

What brought you back, Mark?

I got to thinking
about what you said, Pa.

What I said?

Yeah, outside, when I
was leaving for school.

Oh.

Oh, I was just trying to
get you out of the way

so you wouldn't get hurt.

Before you told me
"make friends slowly."

Then you said,
Brad's our friend.

It just didn't add up.

Well, I'm mighty glad it didn't.

Did he kill the first witness?

That's right, Mark.

Life sure is funny, Pa.

How's that?

How he can be so good to
animals and so mean to people.

That's a sign you're
growing up, son.

What do you mean?

Well, Mark, the older
you get, the more questions

don't have answers.

Oh, Lucas.

Hattie fixed you a little
something for the road.

Keep it to the
side of the saddle.

It'll keep the soup
from getting cold.

Thanks, Micah.

Take care of things, huh.

Mark and I got fishing
plans for sun up tomorrow.

Well, that's fine.

Goodbye, son.

Bye, Pa.

I'll be back in
a couple of days.

I know you will, Pa.

And don't forget to wash
behind your ears, huh?

I will, Pa.

Good boy.