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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.