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Nice, clean, head shot.

Kind of makes me proud the way I can bring down a man

Down without so much as speckin' his shirt.

Not a bad swap, his horse for mine.

At least it won't be so conspicuous.

An' it'll be a long time before anybody looks for him,

Whoever he is.

By the time the buzzards an' wolves get through with him,

Ain't nobody gonna know who he is, no how.

Wouldn't be a bad idea.

What's that?

What are you doing?

Giving up that pretty gun of yours

Just to make believe you're dead?

This gun is a small price to see them wanted posters

Of me up north cancelled.

Always said you was a smart fellow.

Thank you, mr. Vale.

You'll be remembered once they see that gun you're wearing.

Not with kindness, but certainly remembered.

Good morning, mr. Stevens.

Good morning, young fellow. I see you're finally up.

I sure did sleep late.

Well, that's growing sleep boy.

Never did a young 'un any harm to stretch out on a bunk

An' add on to them inches.

I don't know about growing but...

It sure does feel good to sleep late after the, uh,

Roosters are crowing.

I know what you mean, I know what you mean. There you are.

Oh, here, you may need this.

Oh.

I see pa hasn't gotten back from the yearling sale yet.

Well, he- he'll be a mite late.

He mentioned his rifle needed a new spring,

An' he's gonna stop at the gun shop in red creek.

Well, I'll take care of your milking chores

For you, mr. Stevens.

It's all done, all done.

Oh.

I'll tell you what you can do, though.

You can go out an', uh, tidy up the stalls a little bit,

An' maybe pitch in a little hay, huh?

All right.

I won't say you're the luckiest man in the world,

But you've had your share of luck this morning.

You say it's just a bullet crease, doc?

No doubt about it. A rifle by the looks of it.

Well, my head still feels like it's being hit with a sledge.

Fortnight it will feel like it's more than one sledge

That's doing the pounding,

And every time you feel like wincing, just tell yourself,

You're alive by the grace of god.

I- doc, did you ever see me before?

Can't say I have.

You mean, you don't know my name?

You mean you don't know who you are?

I-I woke up with this head about an hour ago.

What happened to me before that, where I came from, or...

Where I'm going, I just-

I'm not a bit surprised. That rifle went off at close range.

Don't you worry, my young friend,

This loss of memory is never permanent.

Loss of memory?

The concussion will wear off

In two or three days at the most.

You'll start remembering little things.

Well, there... Shouldn't be much mystery

As to who you are, george vale.

George vale. Well, I guess that clears that up.

Well, doc, I better give you some money.

That's quite all right.

I'm fussy about the money I place in my pocket.

What's the matter with the money, doc?

Not knowing who you are might enable you to sleep

Well tonight, mr. Vale.

Or perhaps your sleep has been undisturbed in the past.

There are men who feast on pain and misery.

Now, look, doc, I don't understand

What you're trying to say.

Good day, mr. Vale.

There he is! There he is, sheriff!

Coming into town, big as life, throwin' his name in our faces.

The older vale gets, the more nerve he gets.

Can't you arrest him?

Well, nothing would give me greater pleasure

Than to see george vale at the end of a rope.

As far as I know, he's not even wanted in this territory.

Yeah, what can I do for you?

I'm, uh, putting up at the hotel tonight.

Can I leave my horse here?

Yeah, that looks like one of the weiden horses.

Weiden horses? Maybe my name would mean something to you.

George vale.

well, lots o' horses look alike, mr. Vale.

I wasn't questionin' it not bein' your horse.

Should there be any doubt?

None, mr. Vale, none at all.

Weiden.

Morning, sheriff.

What brought you to red creek, vale?

I wish I had an answer for that myself.

Look, sheriff, I was bushwhacked about 4 miles east of town,

Where I woke up.

Now, what happened before that, where I was going

Or coming from, well, it's a complete blank.

Too bad that bushwhacker didn't have a straighter aim.

Wait a minute, sheriff.

I came over here looking for an answer.

Who am I, who is george vale?

I just passed your gun shop a few seconds ago

And I had a feeling that a gun shop

Had a special meaning for me.

Now, except for that... That one clean thought,

I- I feel like I was just born.

Are you trying to tell me, vale,

You don't know you are a wanted man?

A wanted man? What am I wanted for?

What you're not wanted for would be a shorter story.

All over wyoming, they've got dead or alive posters

On you for murder and robbery.

I'm on my way right now over to the telegraph office,

Hoping the wire will find you

Wanted some place in this territory.

One more question, sheriff.

Did you ever see me before?

Can you say positively that I am george vale?

Six-foot-five, 200 pounds.

Not many men walking around fit that description.

An' carryin' that murderin' gun you're so proud of,

That you had your name put right on the handle.

Now listen to me, vale,

I want you out of town by the end of the day.

Oh, and I wouldn't be surprised if some hotheads around here

Decided to do the world a favor an' string you up, too.

I'm liable to forget I'm a lawman

If I see you walking around this town, an' come after you myself.

Good golly.

It don't look like your pa's gonna get back here

For noon vittles, either.

I was thinking maybe I could ride into town

And meet him there.

Well, I guess it's all right if you want to.

I suppose you... Be grabbin' a bite in red creek with your pa.

But don't forget, I'm expecting you back here for supper.

Anything you want us to bring back, mr. Stevens?

Just a couple of big appetites.

We've got a lot of venison to get rid of, you know.

Well, pa an' me always bring back a lot o' appetite

After a long ride.

See you for supper.

Pa.

Pa, I've been waitin' for you at the ranch.

Uh, well, I decided to ride into red creek and see if you-

Something wrong?

Why do you call me pa, boy?

Cuz you are my p- you must be fooling me again.

No, I'm not fooling. Who are you?

Come on, pa.

Hey, you hurt, pa?

What's your name, boy?

Are you- are you playin' a game?

Is your name vale?

You know it's not.

Then what is it?

Mark mccain. Mccain, same as your name is.

Ah, but my name is- my name is vale, boy.

Pa, don't you really know me?

George vale. No, I- I don't know you, son.

Something's wrong, you-

Something's happened to you.

You just wait right here, pa.

I'll go get a doctor.

Doc, could you come with me? My pa's hurt.

What way, son?

I don't know, he's just walking around,

Not bleeding or anything.

But you see, he can't seem to remember a thing about-

Well, as long as he's walking around,

He can wait until I'm finished.

I guess so, but- but hurry.

Why don't you sit down, son?

An' I'll be through in about three shakes.

It's the horse bob rode to the line shack all right.

Vale's in there now.

I wonder what kind of a man it takes to shoot a 16-year-old

In the back for a horse.

George vale, we're coming in.

You better have a gun in your hand.

Did you hear, murderer?

You were told to reach for your gun, mister.

I don't see any reason for gunplay.

We buried our brother just an hour ago,

You murderin' horse thief!

Maybe if you'd calm down, we could get this straightened out.

You ride that horse into town?

Yeah.

You got some fancy story as how you come by it?

So you're better at murderin' than making up stories.

Vale, you better get up on your feet,

Cuz when I count to three, I'm gonna draw,

Giving you a chance you never gave our brother.

Now, get up! 1, 2-

I'm not drawing.

I've got no quarrel with you two that I know about.

Yeah, I've never seen a back shooter yet

That could look a man in the eyes an' draw against him.

Maybe I can beat some gumption into you.

Now, I'm gonna give you a taste of the pain that...

Joe an' me had when we buried my brother.

Then I'm gonna turn you over to the sheriff for a quick trial,

An' a hangin'.

Well, this oughta hold you for a while.

You rest here a little.

Pa! Pa!

Stop it! Pa?

Vale has a kid?

Don't you dare touch him again!

The next order of business is a hangin'.

Hangin'? But he's my pa.

All right. What is going on here?

Bob was shot in the back today at our line shack.

A horse was taken away from 'im,

The one george vale rode into town.

This is one time you overstepped yourself, vale.

You're in a town that tries an' hangs the same day.

But he's not george vale! He is my pa.

Well, maybe he's been raising you under another name, son,

But he's george vale, all right.

He's not! We-we've been stayin' at the stevens ranch,

Mr. Stevens will tell you who we are.

How long has stevens known you?

For years. Even before I was born.

He an' pa lived in the same town, back in oklahoma.

Well, it should be easy to prove his story.

Aaron, you mind riding out to stevens' spread?

Should make it back before dark.

All right, son, we'll leave you two here at the livery.

Your pa is not goin' anywhere in the shape he's in.

You and joe keep an eye out here.

When aaron gets back, we'll have the truth of this.

I'm not buyin' the kid's story, sheriff.

Hard to swallow, but I'm not making any mistakes

When there is a hanging in the offing.

All right, boys, come on, break it up.

You must have somewhere to go.

Come on, pa. It's cooler in the livery.

Him havin' bob's horse is enough for me.

Thinkin' the same.

I'll talk to some of the boys at the saloon,

See how much backin' we'll get.

Feeling better, pa?

Well, thanks, boy.

What am I gonna do to convince you I'm not your pa?

As soon as mr. Stevens gets here, you'll know who you are.

Wait here.

Aaron get back yet with stevens?

Take him about another hour yet.

Uh, we've been wondering,

What if stevens says that george vale is another man?

Well, then he is somebody else.

Could be lying.

Maybe stevens worked with vale on a couple of jobs,

Owes him something.

Oh, that's nonsense.

Stevens is nothing more than a hard-working rancher.

Maybe, maybe not.

Him riding bob's horse, kind of tells the whole story.

The boys an' me were kinda wonderin' just where you stood.

What boys?

From the saloon.

Now, you listen to me.

There'll be no saloon justice in this town as long as-

I guess you'll... Be restin' in one o' your own cells

For about an hour, sheriff.

You're making a mistake, joe.

I've seen too many mistakes made from the other side,

Killers walking out free

Because they had better liars on their side.

Now, nobody wants to hurt you, sheriff, so walk nice and easy.

Let's go.

What's happening?

What are they gonna do?

That rope out there,

It means they wanna get things over with quick.

No, no, you're making a mistake!

Man: Take it easy.

No, he is my pa! He is my pa!

Let him go!

Hey, that's the sodbuster.

Yup, it's him all right.

Appears we're just in time to see the good citizens

Of this town lynch george vale.

Amen, brother.

Mark: Let him go!

Well, of course, that's mccain!

Stevens: Lucas, lucas-

I'll kill the first man who tries to stop me from leavin'.

It's all straightened out,

Lucas, now you can put down that gun.

Stand back!

It's mr. Stevens, pa,

Everything's all right.

Lucas, you know me. Now, put that gun down.

Come on, george, let's get out of here.

Put my gun down, huh?

Maybe have you changed your minds that I'm george vale?

Now, you stand back. I'm not gonna waste the next one.

It's true, pa, everyone believes who you are now.

You get on back, boy, I don't wanna hurt you. Go on.

It's best to let him ride out, son,

He's been through so much and nothing makes any sense now.

Pa, you can't ride out, you just can't.

Come on.

Take it easy. Nobody knows us.

We'll get the horses and we'll get out of here.

Pa, behind you, there's your horse and your rifle,

Remember your rifle?

You- you were coming into town to get it fixed at the gun shop.

Gun shop.

Looks like we made a mistake, frank.

I, uh, I guess we owe your pa an apology, son.

I told you that he was lucas mccain, a rancher, an' my pa.

The way you say pa sounds good to me, son.

I'm a... Rancher?

It's a small place, but we're sure happy there.

After what I- after being wanted for robbery and murder,

Small rancher sounds good to me, too, son.

Well, that was a pretty good meal,

If I'm allowed to brag of my own cooking.

You sure didn't forget how to handle a skillet.

You're rememberin' more things now, pa?

Well, some things are coming back,

Others are still a little hazy.

Uh, how about dishes?

Dishes?

We used to have an arrangement where, one night you'd wash 'em,

Then the next night I would.

Oh, yes, I... Remember that arrangement.

Well, tonight's your night to wash 'em, pa.

Mark, you know an important thing like who's turn it is

To do the dishes is something a man doesn't forget,

And one of the first things I remembered was that tonight

Is your turn to do the dishes.

I guess your memory is comin' back.

Pa, I wouldn't have really taken advantage of you.

I know you wouldn't, son.

Look, I'll do the dishes tonight.

This is one time I'll find pleasure in doin' the chores.

You sit down.

All right.