All language subtitles for The Rifleman - 1x40

Gimme a box of shells,
.44 caliber.

Well now, Mr. Hallager, just
who do you figure on shootin'?

Does it matter?

Just... havin' a little joke.

Jumpin' catfish! I never
seen anything like that before.

What do you suppose it is?

Medicine show, I guess,
something like that. Can you

Read the sign?

"World's greatest mentalist."

What does that mean?

Well, that's a fancy name for
a mind reader. It means he can

Tell what you're thinking.

Honest?!

Well, that's what he claims
anyway.

Hello there.

A good day to you, sir, and
more of the same to the young

Lad.

Hi.

Would you be so kind as to
grant an indulgence to a

Wayfellow?

If you can tell us just how
we can help.

A lodestar is what I need
at the moment. A beacon, a guide

Post. Or have I set me foot upon
the high road to nowhere?

Well... that depends on where
you're headed, sir.

A place in the wilderness
called North Fork.

Are you gonna put on a show
in North Fork, mister?

That is me fancy.

An unforgettable performance.

Admission, 50 cents, a quarter
to sprouts.

Can you really tell what
people are thinking?

The thoughts hidden in men's
minds are not secrets to me.

You, young man, at this moment
are thinking how you may

Extract a quarter from your
pater to buy a ticket for the

Performance.

He's... got a funny way of
talking, if you ask me.

Follow me, sir.

Lead on.

Think he got lost?

Oh, no, he'll be along, son.

You wouldn't wanna stay out
here and wait for him, would

You?

Sure!

That's what I figured.

You can't prove anything
against Billy and you know it!

Well, he wasn't even in town
last night. How could he have

Killed dad?!

I've only got his word for that.

If it were anybody but billy
mathis, that would be good

Enough.

Lucy, you're not being fair!

I arrested Billy because he's
the only one I know outside of

Me who owns a shotgun. Besides,
he had a good reason to do it.

Lucas, Lucas, you were
Billy's friend.

I still am, I hope.

Then do something, help him!

That's what I came to town
for, Lucy. Now, you go on home

And stop worrying. If Billy
didn't do it, then he won't be

In jail long.

Alright, Lucas, I'm counting
on you to get him out.

I'm sorry, Micah, it's just that
I know that Billy is innocent.

I'm glad you came along when
you did, Lucas.

Ah, she's got a lot faith in
that boy.

She's in love with him.

What's he got to say for
himself?

Says his shotgun was stolen
from him. Other than that, he

Just sits in his cell and stares
at the ceiling. Maybe you can

Get something more out of him.

Come on.

You got some more company, boy.

How are you, Billy?

Expect an answer to that?

I didn't ask to hear my head
roar.

I get free lodge and 3 meals
a day. What more can a man ask?

I've heard all this before.

I'll be in the office.

Did you bushwhack John Hallager?

What difference does that make?

Get on your feet when you
talk to me!

There, that's better.

Nah, not to me it isn't.

I'm still looking out through
the bars.

They tell me hallager was in
the hardware buying shells just

Before he was shot.

So I heard.

Was that because of you?

He never made no secret about
what he'd do if he caught me

Seeing Lucy again.

Were you seeing Lucy?

Yeah.

Where were you saturday night?

I was sitting on a rock 4
miles outta town. I was there

From sundown till near midnight.

Waiting for Lucy, huh?

Yeah, she never showed up,
nobody did. So if it's an alibi

You're looking for, you're gonna
have to get it from a couple of

Prairie dogs.

What did Hallager have
against you, Billy?

You know what it was. No
daughter of his is gonna marry

A $40-A-Month cow hand, oh, no!

No, you gotta own 1,000 head of
blooded stock for him to even

Let you talk to her. He had no
use for me, I knew that.

What makes it so bad for you
is that he was killed with a

Shotgun, and yours is missing.

Now I'd like to hear you tell me
you didn't do it, Billy.

You show me how that will get
me outta here and I'll say it!

Well, did you get anyplace?

Well, not so far I couldn't
walk back. You know, Micah,

He was always a hard-Nosed kid.

Oh, I can see him killing john
hallager alright, but not from

Ambush. And I... I don't think
he'd use a shotgun.

Hey, pa, he just came in
this minute.

Who?

Well, James Brown Mcbride,
who do you think?

Oh, good.

What am I gonna do, Lucas?

I don't have any real proof
against the kid. Maybe he didn't

Do it. And you're supposed to
arrest a man on evidence, not

Motives. If I could just see
into his mind.

Well, say, why don't you get
James Brown Mcbride to do it?

He's a mind reader.

No, I'm afraid he couldn't
help much, son.

Well, he is a mind reader.

Mark, will you wait outside,
please?

Yes, sir.

Just sign the register and

Pick out an empty room. They're
all horse stalls, anyway.

You just mind your tongue,
Joe Hyatt.

I take it, sir, you are not
an employee of this caravansary.

He's employed to
keep that chair from walking

Away.

I don't suppose you'd be
interested in a friendly little

Game, would you?

Unfortunately, the element
of chance does not enter into

Any game in which I engage.

What is this, the debating
society or a poker game?

What's the matter, pops?

No sportin' blood?

Would you be good enough to
hang this in the window for me?

A mind reader!

Boy!

Yes, sir?

Don't loiter in the doorway,
come over here.

You strike me as a lad who'd
recognize a business opportunity

Should you hear of one. Would
you consider a free admission to

The performance as adequate
compensation for posting these

Show cards about town?

No, sir.

Huh? What's that?

Why, I might do it for 2
tickets.

You're not a road agent in
disguise, are you, my boy? Hmpf!

Alright, here. And see that
they're all adequately

Displayed.

I sure will.

Pa! Pa, look what I've got!

2 tickets to the show.

Now all I've gotta do is
hang these posters.

Well, son, that show's not
till tonight, and I was planning

On being back at the ranch long
before that.

Oh. Well, if you couldn't see
your way clear to staying in

Town, well, I'd be glad to give
you one of the tickets.

Could you, pa?

Now, I don't see how a man
can turn down an invite like

That. Alright.

Yahoo!

Mark!

My ticket.

Oh.

And now ladies and gentlemen,
if you have inscribed upon those

Tiny slips of paper, the
questions, the problems, the

Riddles of life which you have
so long wished to know, I shall

Attempt to reveal the answers
to you. Kindly fold your slips

Twice and deposit them in the
basket which is being passed

Among you. Owing to the brevity
of the time that I am privileged

To be with you, it will be
impossible for me to give you my

Answers to each of you
privately. But have no fear,

Ladies and gentlemen, I shall
express myself in such a manner

That only the asker of the
question shall know to whom I

Speak. Due to the natural
skepticism of those among you

Who question the ability to read
minds, I shall ask those of you

Who wish to acknowledge your
questions to do so after I have

Given you the answer. Thank you,
sir. And to answer the question

That is uppermost in your mind,
for your kind assistance, yes,

You will receive your reward.

In the next world.

You will notice, ladies and

Gentlemen, that I do not read
the question beforehand.

I simply place it to my temple,
and the mind draws in the

Vibrations, yes! It is coming
through to me. A lady wants to

Know if her husband's trips to
amarillo are entirely business.

The answer is, yes, madam...

of one kind or another.

That is the question precisely.

Now I am asked, who has been
stealing liquor from the back of

My saloon?

The saloon in question is the

Last chance. And the only answer
I can honorably give to the

Proprietor is this: when a man
has the biggest thirst, and the

Smallest purse in North Fork,
what else can he do but steal

His liquor?

The next question asks:

Who killed John Hallager?

The shotgun that killed john
hallager was fired from the

Alley next to the last chance.

After the foul deed, the
murderer ran to a horse that was

Waiting at the rear of the
saloon and fled. But this is a

Matter for the authorities.

It will be improper to say more
than this. For a murder, though

It have no tongue, will speak.

Good evening, marshal.

And you, sir, I trust you
enjoyed the performance?

It was pretty good.

We'd just kinda like to know
where you got all that stuff?

I can give no other
explanation for my unique

Talent, except that I am the
seventh son of the seventh son.

Whether that accounts for it,
I cannot say.

Wouldn't be just a trick,
would it?

I believe you witnessed the
demonstration, marshal, judge

For yourself.

Well, the marshal would like
to know more about the Hallager

Murder.

Gentlemen, I can add nothing
but what I said during the

Performance. I was picking up
vibrations from someone in the

Audience. Abruptly they grew
weak and faded out.

Are you saying the murderer
was here tonight?

Possibly. Yes, quite
possibly. Or he may have been

Merely a witness to the foul
deed.

What did you mean by "murder
will speak?"

Merely a line I borrowed
from the immortal bard.

Tell me something,
Mr. Mcbride, if you were to come

Face to face with a man
suspected of killing Hallager,

Could you pick up any
vibrations?

I hear the science of
telepathy has not yet received

Universal acceptance.

My testimony would have no
standing in a court of law.

I'd cooperate in full, was I
you, Mcbride.

What do you say, Mcbride?

Will you come over to the jail
with us?

Tonight? No, gentlemen, the
mind is too weary. The chance of

A mistake will be too great with
a man's life at stake. Tomorrow

Morning when I'm fresh, yes,
quite possibly.

I could help you then.

Just make sure you'll be
there. You'll come along and be

Witness, won't you, Lucas?

Yes, I'll be there as soon as
I get mark off to school.

9 o'clock, Mr. Mcbride?

I shall be at your service, sir.

Lucas?

Morning, Lucy.

Lucas.

Well, it looks like Billy is
eating pretty well these days.

I want him to know that he
still has one friend left.

Now, Lucy, we're doing the
best we can.

Thank you, Lucas. But he's
still in jail.

Oh, Lucas! Well, it looks
like you had a trip to town on

Nothing.

How is that?

Mr. Mcbride skulked out in
the middle of the night. I've

Telegraphed every place he might
show up, and when I find him I'm

Gonna drag him right back here.

Micah, may I take this in to
Billy?

Sure. Go ahead.

Micah, Mcbride couldn't
have done us any good anyway.

How'd he know all those facts?

Well, I thought about that.

He was in town six hours, right?

You keep your eyes open and your
ears cleaned out, you're bound

To pick up some gossip in that
time.

Well, that may be so, but
whoever killed John Hallager

Ain't likely to be telling it
around.

Just the same, I think we
oughta find out who Mcbride did

Talk to yesterday.

Well, the hotel is as good
a place as any to start.

I'll be along as soon as I
send Lucy home.

Lucas, why don't you put that

Squirrel gun in the corner and
try your luck?

Now, Joe, you know luck's got
nothing to do with any game you

Deal.

Beginning to think that myself.

Oh, now, don't give the city
man ideas, Lucas. This is Mr.

Fogarty, and he sells knives.

Finest steel made.

What brings you into town so
early, Lucas?

Wanted to talk to that
mind-Reading fella.

I open. Oh, he's long gone.

That I know.

Shoulda left 3 days ago myself.

That old boy kinda
shook things up last night,

Didn't he? You figure all he
said about hallager was just a

Stab in the dark?

Could be, or he could've
talked to someone. Did he try to

Pump you for any gossip, Joe?

Nope.

Deal the cards.

Don't figure he pumped
anybody else. I saw him go up to

His room shortly after he
registered. He didn't come down

Again until it was time for his
show.

You sure? He might have gone
out when you weren't looking.

Lucas, nobody gets past me.

You never know who's got a
couple of dollars to donate.

Well, take you for instance...
You'd like to take me,

Wouldn't you, Joe? Hello, Eddie.

Good mornin' Lucas.

Can I look at the register?

Ah, sure.

Alright, Billy, you're free,
but you'll never get away with

It. That goes for you too, Lucy.

Lucy, this is gonna go bad
for you.

Go on, Billy, don't worry
about me. Lucas Mccain's horse

Is tied up out front.

Get out of here, Billy!

Billy, use your head!

Billy, hold up.

Lucy, you're a fool!

But what did you want me to
do? Leave him in there to hang?

Even if he killed your own
father?

He didn't! I know he didn't!

An innocent man doesn't run,
Lucy.

An innocent man doesn't run,
Lucy.

I've got $50 says they'll
bring him in slung over his

Saddle.

Oh, pardon me, can you spare
a few minutes, Mr. Fogarty?

Well, actually I was just
about ready to leave but...

I was just wondering if you
were at the show last night.

No, sir, I wasn't.

That's too bad. You should've
been there. It was mighty

Interesting. This James Barrow
Mcbride seems to know all the

Secrets in town.

Don't you believe in mind
reading, Mr. McCain?

No. Do you?

Well, I... I've heard stories
about horses and dogs that were

Taken hundreds of miles away
from their homes and managed to

Find their way back by
themselves. I can't explain

That. Can you?

Well, if a horse could talk,
I might find out.

You know, people are more

Interested in finding out where
mcbride gets all his

Information. Now, I've got an
explanation. Oh, I couldn't

Prove it of course. But, Mr.
Fogarty, would you like to hear

It? You see, I figure every town
mcbride performed in had already

Been visited by someone else who
got there maybe a day or so in

Advance. Like a salesman, for
instance. Now if this salesman

Did a little bit of talking and
a lot of listening, he could

Pick up some mighty interesting
gossip. Might even learn about

John Hallager's murder.

Are you accusing me of it?

Oh, no, Mr. Fogarty, I'm just
trying to keep you outta jail as

A witness. Now, do you wanna
tell me or the marshal?

I knew I shouldn't have stuck
around here trying to win my

Money back. Alright, let's keep
it friendly. I got it from a...

From an old character that hangs
around the saloon cadging

Drinks.

Ed osborne?

Yeah, that's the one. Best
source of information in town is

Usually the town drunk. And I
don't know how much more Osborne

Knew, he passed out on me about
that time. But he's the one

That told me.

Morning, Lucas.

Ed, I want you to tell me all
you know about John Hallager's

Murder.

What? I don't know what you
mean, Lucas. How would I know

Anything about... oh, you're
joking, aren't you, Lucas?

You talked too much to that
salesman, ed. Did you kill

Hallager?

Me? Why, that's foolish,
Lucas. I never killed nobody in

My whole life. You know that.

Then you saw something you
weren't supposed to. Were you in

The alley that night?

Yeah. I was there. He never
seen me in the dark though.

I never seen him neither till
that shotgun went off. Scared.

You ever had a shotgun go off
back of you?

Why didn't you tell that to
the marshal?

I was afraid to, Lucas.

The reason I was hiding there,
I'm the one whose been

Stealin'... Stealin' the liquor
from the saloon.

Who fired the gun? Was it
Billy Mathis?

I don't know and that's the
truth. All I seen was somebody

Run out to a horse and ride out
of there.

Nothing else?

That's all, so help me. Wait,
no, I... I remember he clinked

When he ran.

Clinked?

Yeah, like he had a pocket
full of silver dollars. Not just

A couple, a whole pocket full.

Nobody carries that much...

unless he just won a pot in a
poker game.

Joe Hyatt: don't move around,

Lucas, I'll kill you if you do.

You were just about to come
up with my name, now, weren't

You, Lucas?

Matter of fact, I was.

Why'd you do it, joe?

A little argument over some
marked cards. I heard he was

Gunning for me.

Pretty poor reason to ambush
a man.

Good enough reason for me.

Anyway, I don't see any of the
townspeople grieving for him.

And you were gonna let billy
mathis swing for it, huh?

That's right. I thought that
was a real good idea of mine,

Using his gun. He don't mean
nothing to me, and neither do

You or that slackmouth
drunkard there. I think I'd

Better take that rifle, Lucas,
and do it slow and easy.

Just give it here.

Mark! What are you hammering?

I'm hanging up my poster.

What poster?

James Barrow Mcbride.

Why don't you give that to
Lucy and Billy for a wedding

Present?

Oh, I got another one for
them. You know, I just might be

A mind reader when I grow up.

Oh? Now you listen to me,
boy. A man who learns to see and

Hear and think will beat a mind
reader six ways to tuesday. So,

While you're waiting to grow
up, you just be a book reader.

And that means...
Get in the house and do my homework.

You really don't need to be a mindreader around here.