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Excuse me. Oh, hannah, I didn't see you, I'm sorry.

Oh, that's all right, mr. Mccain.

I guess I was payin' more attention to my new hat

Than to where I was goin'.

It's very pretty.

Thank you. Isn't the stage late today?

A little bit, usually is, you meetin' someone?

Yes, mr. Crowley, jeremiah crowley's arrivin' today.

Oh, that's the painter you're expectin' from new york?

Not painter, mr. Mccain, artist.

Oh, artist.

The finest in the country.

Well, come on, I'll walk over with you.

Mr. Crowley's coming all the way from new york

Just to paint my picture.

He doesn't do that for just anybody.

Daddy's givin' it to me for my birthday.

Ah.

I never known a stage coach to run on time yet.

Waste half a day to meet some fool painter.

There's luke mccain with my daughter.

I guess he's comin' over to meet the stage,

He's taken marshal's place for a couple o' days.

Hannah!

Hello, mccain.

Now, don't you run off, mr. Mccain,

I want you to meet jeremiah crowley.

All right.

Now that hat sure does somethin' for you, child,

You spend enough money on it?

Probably not, by your standards.

Oh, money can't buy beauty like yours,

I hope that painter fella realizes it.

Hannah tells me, he's one of the best.

He better be good.

Well, we'll soon find out. Here he comes.

Oh, I do hope he remembers me.

We haven't seen each other in over three years.

Well, all right, mister, this is north fork.

greetings to north fork, my happy destination.

Stagecoach driver: He-yah!

Set 'im down right here.

Come on, mister. You better get a hold of yourself.

I don't understand.

He's drunk!

But he never drank, I mean, not that I knew of.

Well, he's drunk now.

I've seen enough.

Wait, please, he must have some explanation.

I ain't payin' out good money to a drunk like that!

But daddy, you hired him, he came all the way from new york.

No law says I can't fire 'im.

Catch him hanging around, I'm liable to loose my temper,

Get my money back out on his hide.

An' you tell 'im that, mccain.

Hannah, don't you fret about him, you seen 'im,

You made a mistake, that's all.

I did not! When I knew him,

Jeremiah crowley was a fine and decent man,

With feeling, a real artist, kind and understanding.

It's more than I can say for you.

Now, wait a minute, you don't have to fly up at me,

Because of him-

You and my father have no appreciation

For the finer things in life,

All you can think about is ranching!

Now hold on hannah - -

Well, there's more to life than cattle and horses!

Whoa!

Get in, hannah.

I'm staying here.

Hannah! We're goin' home!

Will you take care of him, mr. Mccain?

I'll try, miss hannah.

Get on your horse, ben!

Giddy up!

I ain't payin' you to stand around an' waste time, you know.

Ever since she known that that painter was comin' in here,

She's been acting as though I don't even exist.

Well, one more.

Oh please, I've had six cups already, I'll turn into coffee.

Go on, it's good for you.

There's some dinner.

What is it?

Fried pork chops.

No, no, please, just- just let me die in peace.

When's the last time you had a square meal?

You have any money?

That all?

Well, there would've been a commission from mr. Shaw,

But what's the difference?

Well, you better sleep here tonight.

You'll need that for your stage ticket.

That'll take you to santa fe.

Your hospitality is most generous.

I wouldn't call it hospitality, mr. Crowley,

Necessity's a better word.

Please, no lectures, not now.

All right, son, let's turn in.

Good night, mr. Crowley.

You better eat if you can.

-Pa? -Mm.

Do you suppose that mr. Crowley is, well,

Is really as fine an artist as they say?

Oh, I don't know, mark. Why?

I was just wonderin', I mean, how come he drinks like that?

Oh, how come any man drinks?

It's not an easy question to answer, mark.

A man usually takes to the bottle when he's, well,

When he's not sure of himself. When he loses his confidence.

Funny thing is it doesn't matter what kind of work he does.

Whether he's a rancher, a blacksmith,

Or even an artist, like mr. Crowley.

Oh.

-Pa? -Mm.

I sure hope micah doesn't come back for a week.

Why do you say that, son?

Well, I kinda like sleepin' in this hotel bed,

It's almost like being on a vacation.

Well, it won't seem like a vacation tomorrow,

When you go out to the ranch to do some work.

Goodnight, son.

Goodnight, pa.

Jeremiah! Jeremiah!

Don't you remember me, I'm hannah shaw.

Hannah, well an artist never forgets such beauty.

How long has it been?

Since yesterday to be exact.

I was at the stage when you arrived.

Oh, wasn't feelin' too well.

I must talk to you.

Well, I was just on my way for breakfast,

And to wait for the next stage.

Well, this is as good a place as any.

Sorry, folks, I ain't open yet, not for another hour or so.

Oh, that's all right, mr. Sweeney,

We just wanted some place to talk.

I... I'd like a bottle of whatever that will buy.

Yeah, but, mister I...I-

Please, I- I- I'd be most grateful.

What's happened to you?

Nothin's happened to me. Why-why do you ask?

Nothing? Have you looked at yourself lately?

In new york you were, you...

New york was a long time ago, my dear.

Jeremiah, I still want you to paint my portrait.

I was given to understand that your father

Had changed his mind.

I haven't. You were brought out here to paint my portrait,

And I still want it done.

For nothin' else, but to prove to my father and...

And others around here, that you're a fine artist, not a-

Drunk?

Jeremiah, please.

I wish I were the man you once knew.

You are, jeremiah.

Very well, ma'am, when do we begin?

Right now.

Now?

Why not?

Why not.

They're in there, just like I told you.

You get out to the ranch after school, son, check the stock.

Make sure they've got water, huh?

All right.

And be back here in time for supper.

Stop it! Stop it!

Lucas, stop him!

Travis, this happens again you're gonna wind up in jail.

All right! I don't want to see you around that drunk any more,

Makin' a public spectacle of yourself!

He came here to paint my picture and that's what he's gonna do.

No, he ain't! You heard what your father said yesterday!

Well, that goes for me, too!

Who do you think you are, ben travis, givin' me orders!

Travis, mr. Shaw also said, yesterday,

He was firin' this man.

I'd say your business with him is done. Now, let it go at that.

I just hope he's got the good sense to get out o' town,

'cause if he don't, he's gonna live to regret it!

How do you feel?

I've had worse beatings.

I remember one in particular.

Couldn't pay my tab after a somewhat monumental drunk.

Why're you doin' this to yourself, crowley?

You know why. It's gone.

I haven't got it any more.

It's been gone for three years.

For three years, I've done nothing. Nothing,

You understand?

It's gone, mccain, the touch, the feeling.

When jake shaw sent for you, why'd you come?

Well, my creditors were closing in on me,

It was an opportune time.

Besides, if you wanna know the real truth, it...

It would've been an easy commission.

How would a rancher know?

He was buyin' my... Reputation.

I could've painted hannah's portrait good or bad,

Who'd have known the difference, except myself?

Oh, what you're sayin' is, you'd be committing fraud,

And you'd be the only one who knew it.

One learns to live with oneself.

Sure.

But what happened to the man hannah used to know in new york?

That man no longer exists.

Then why are you here?

You want me to think you came all the way out here

Just to make a few dollars?

I don't believe that, crowley.

You wanna try again, crowley.

You wanna do the same brand o' work you used to do.

It's only human nature.

You know what all this lecturing is leading up to?

What?

A terrible thirst on my part.

Well, you're just gonna have to stay thirsty,

'cause all we've got to drink in this jail is water.

You make it sound as if I was under arrest.

Protective custody.

You see the only way you gonna square things for yourself,

As well as everybody else around,

Is to do what you came out here to do.

Paint hannah's portrait, the right way.

No, I can't.

Oh, I'm- I'm sure you'll be your old self again

Without the bottle for a while, and with a little practice.

Practice? What do you mean?

Well, I'd say this old jail would be as good

A place to start as any.

You know, micah never did like this color,

You're a painter, crowley.

You'll paint.

Oh, brother.

Wait 'til the marshal sees this.

Well, with all these drab surroundings,

I thought I ought to brighten' it up a little bit.

I'm glad to see you've got a sense of humor.

Yeah, it's amazing isn't it?

It's the first time I felt like livin' since-

Well, it must have been the milk.

Pa! Pa!

Better come out to the ranch.

One of the steers got into some loco weed.

Loco weed?

What in the world's loco weed?

Well, it does to animals what liquor does to some men.

I'll be back in a little while.

You keep on paintin'.

Milk.

Milk?

If you don't mind.

Mister, I ain't got any milk. This here is a saloon.

I'm very well aware of the fact.

Come on, crowley, that's why I asked you in here,

Show you there wasn't any hard feelings.

At least have one drink.

No, no.

You mind if I have one?

Here's to buryin' the hatchet.

You sure that mr. Shaw said it would be all right

For me to paint hannah's portrait?

First thing in the morning.

Like I told him,

Man's got a right to a little drink now and then.

You can't blame him for gettin' sore,

Hannah praisin' you like she did.

Hannah's a lovely girl.

We used to see quite a lot of each other

When she studied art with me in new york.

Oh, you did?

It's before I got too deep in the bottle.

Crowley, why don't you get yourself a new outfit?

You know, be more pleasin' when you paint her picture.

I'm temporarily embarrassed.

Oh, well, you'll figure somethin' out.

Well, here's to your paintin'.

Oh, you sure you don't want one?

Well, maybe just one.

Cryin'... Cryin' like a bumble bee in a bucket of tar.

That's a good one, crowley. Hey, crowley's a regular-

Hey, sweeney! Anythin' he wants is on me, boy!

Well, thank you very much.

Christopher columbus, 1492.

Are you sure you got it straight?

Right.

Just be careful, that's all.

What time did he leave?

Late. Closing time. Brother, did he have a snootful.

Was he by himself?

Was when he left, before that he was drinkin' with ben travis.

Somethin' wrong, luke?

I don't know. I can't find him.

He didn't sleep in the jail, and he wasn't around

When mark and I got back from the ranch this morning.

Lucas!

Lucas, I came in, to have breakfast with him,

He was fitting me.

The door was open, I went in and I found him dead!

Dead? Who's dead?

Sam, sam the tailor, and that artist fella,

Was sittin' on the floor in one of sam's new suits,

Sam's money stuck in his pockets, and still drunk.

That no good murderin'-

Wait till I tell the rest of the town about this.

I tell you, I can't remember.

But crowley, you've gotta remember.

Look, I... I remember I saw a face in the shadows,

I only got a glimpse of it.

You know, it migh- might have been my imagination.

Oh, lucas, it... It... It must have been me.

I... I could've done anythin'.

And I needed clothes. I- when travis told me-

Travis, we'll settle with him later,

Unless that face you saw was travis.

No, no, it was... It was a strange face.

Lucas, I must have done it.

Crowley, a man like you doesn't kill!

Besides, how do you explain that welt on your head?

Well, maybe...

Maybe the tailor and I struggled and I fell.

That face you saw, can you draw me a picture of it?

Well, I don't know, what good will it-

-Can you do it? -I don't know, I suppose so.

All right, we're gonna try something.

Stand back! Stand back!

Well, what are you gonna do with him, mccain?

He's not only a drunk, he's a killer!

Just a minute!

We're gonna give him a chance to prove he's innocent.

Are you sayin', maybe he didn't do it?

Maybe, I think he was too drunk, travis, thanks to you.

He got drunk all by himself.

At any rate he was drunk, too drunk to know what was goin' on.

Now somebody slugged him, took him over to sam's place

And made him look like the killer.

The reason I think that,

Is because crowley saw the man who slugged him.

Well, he doesn't know him,

But he saw him well enough to be able to draw his face.

That's what he's gonna do right now.

Mr. Crowley?

Stay back.

How's it comin', crowley?

Just a few minutes.

Yeah! That's my picture he's drawin'!

That's me, but I didn't do it, it... It was travis,

And I ain't gonna take the blame for him!

Shut up! Shut up! All right now back off, back off!

Ain't nobody gonna believe this, but it was an accident.

The tailor surprised me, I... I didn't mean to kill nobody.

Now I'm gonna ride out of here,

Don't you try and stop me, mccain.

All right, travis, hold it!

You sure must have thought you did it, mr. Crowley,

Drawin' your own picture.

Shows you how low a man can sink in his own mind, lucas.

Well, can I have it?

Yes, mark.

Well, I better get back to what I came out here to do.

Bye, hannah. Come on, son.

-You know somethin', pa? -Mm?

That mr. Crowley sure is different.

You think he'll be able to paint a picture right now?

Well, mark, if the old sayin' that a man does a better job

If he likes his work is true, he'll paint a real good picture.

Oh.

Come on.