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You ever see him before?

No.

What do you think?

I don't know.

They're heading this way?

They seem to be.

Sure nosing around.

- Same questions? - Yeah.

Did we know Brunner or see him or hear of him.

What did Andy tell them?

Nothing, just gawked like a scared water bug.

Fool.

They're looking for a room.

And I suppose Andy turned them down?

Of course, what do you expect?

They're coming, coming across the road.

- What'll I tell them? - Tell them nothing.

Just try to act normal-like.

Hello, we'd like a couple of rooms.

Well...

Well what?

I...

I don't think I got a couple rooms.

Well, why two rooms, dear?

One will be enough.

So much cheaper.

The key, please.

Mr. and Mrs. John Yuma.

♪ Johnny Yuma was a Rebel ♪

♪ He roamed through the West ♪

♪ Did Johnny Yuma, the Rebel ♪

♪ He wandered alone ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪

Ah.

A young couple with a baby.

They could be friends of Brunner's, just being curious.

He ain't asking just polite questions.

He knows something.

Well, if he's knows something,

why did he wait more than a year to come here?

No, no, I think we're getting all riled up over nothing.

No, Hunk's right.

Something's fishy.

I don't think it's his kid.

What?

I don't think them two are even married.

What do you mean?

Well, they don't look it, and they don't act it.

In this business, you get so you can tell.

Well, why would they lie?

If that ain't Yuma's wife, she might be Brunner's.

Might be Brunner's kid too.

We better call a meeting.

Tom, see if you can find out if your hunch is right

so we know how to handle the Reb.

Are you angry?

Of course not.

You saw how they acted across the street

when we asked about Leo.

How do you think it'd be if they really knew who I was?

Probably never would've gotten this room.

Could be, only I was thinking maybe it's wrong this way.

Maybe if they knew you were Leo's wife...

We'd be out in the street.

But that's what I mean, it'd give us something to work on.

We'd never find out a thing.

Well, we'd be sure they were trying to hide something.

Well, I am sure.

Leo's here.

I agree with Tom, I don't think that fella knows a thing.

Well, he's sure asking.

A man don't ask what he already knows.

That's right.

But, Hunk, you try to herd him like an old bull,

he's gonna make up his mind fast.

Yeah, Mac's right.

I say let's wait and see what happens.

Oh, fine.

Let's all sit here and wait.

For what?

How are we gonna know when he's found out, huh?

When it's all over?

Is that what you want?

Now you listen to me, that Reb up in that hotel room

can kill this town if we let him.

What are you getting at, Hunk?

Deke Krebs.

No hired killers, no.

Get rid of Yuma, the woman will have to go.

No outsiders, that's the first rule of the association.

Sam's right, Deke is out.

Whatever has to be done, one of us will do it.

Baby feeling any better?

Poor thing, he's just exhausted.

No wonder, we've come a long way.

Are you going out to the cabin?

Yeah, but first I wanna look around town.

Johnny, I'm frightened, this is all like a bad dream.

Charity, I promised you something.

We'll find him.

Alive?

Ah, yeah we got a Leo Black.

He used to run the general store.

No, Brunner, Leo Brunner.

No, no Brunner, not here.

You recollect ever receiving a letter

with that name on it?

Well, it had arrived, then it'd be here, wouldn't it?

Then Brunner never lived here?

No, not in the past 10 years.

Can I see your receipt book?

What for?

Well, the last five letters Brunner's wife

sent him were registered.

You have to sign for them, don't you?

He just told you, wasn't no mail for that fella.

You have to keep receipts, don't you?

He don't have to do nothing.

That's enough, Slip.

- I wanna see those receipts. - What the matter with you

letting him talk to you like that?

Don't you use that tone to me.

Can't you see what he's doing?

Why don't you just tend to what's yours

and keep shut, sonny?

Ooh, he talks loud, Slip.

You gonna shut me?

- What do you say, fella? - Slip!

He was calling you a liar, Pa.

If this is your boy, cool him off.

Why don't you try doing that?

Slip, I said that was enough!

Boy's got a burr in his bit.

I can't show you those receipts, mister.

- Why? - Pa, he...

It's against the law to show state or federal records.

Hey, you want a bite?

Ruck!

Who is he?

- Have you gone plum loco? - No.

And I ain't scare neither.

Take off that gun belt.

No.

Then get on home!

I ain't a calf no more, Pa, that you should nose feed me

or give me orders or hit me!

Hunk!

Leave him be.

Good morning.

Can I help you?

Yeah, I've got a few samples

I'd like you to look at over here.

These from around here?

Could be from any place.

There's silver here, I saw the mine coming through.

I never said there wasn't.

This was drawn by a man name of Brunner, you know him?

No.

He built a cabin right there,

and somewhere in this area he staked out a silver claim.

I'll look.

If he did, he never filed.

Not filed?

He struck a vein that was high testing pure.

What makes you so sure he recorded his claim?

That rich, he wouldn't have chanced not recording it.

He wrote his wife saying he was going to file.

Well, he never got here.

Maybe this is a map of some other place.

No, Brunner sent it from here.

See the markings, latitude and longitude?

Well, mister, I never even heard of Leo Brunner.

What'd you say?

Huh?

What'd you just say?

Said I never heard of the fella.

You called him Leo.

- His name, ain't it? - Yeah, but how'd you know?

- You told me. - No, I didn't.

I said Brunner, that's all.

Well, then I must've heard it around town some place.

You've been asking around.

You just said you heard it from me.

Well, look in the files here, go ahead.

I don't have to look, he's been here, hasn't he?

Why do you say that?

- He's prospected here. - Not that I know of.

- He found this here. - Never filed.

Staked his claim here, lived here, he's still here!

Where is he, what's happened to him?

Nothing happened!

Then he's still alive?

I don't know what you're talking about.

- Gunfight? - I don't know.

- Drowned? - He ain't here!

Bushwhacked, stampede, what?

What are you trying to hide?

I'm not hiding anything!

Mister, I'm gonna ask you just once more.

What happened to Leo Brunner?

Let him be, he ain't done nothing to you, Reb.

He told you he don't know.

Now go on, get out.

I ain't gonna tell you again, boy.

I don't think this concerns you.

Oh!

Hold it, Yuma!

I'm gonna give you just time enough to catch your breath.

No, Slip, no.

Get away.

Anytime you call it, Reb.

I got no quarrel with you, kid.

You mean he ain't unarmed.

Slip!

- Let him be. - No.

- You listen to me, boy. - I been listening.

And looking too.

It has nothing to do with you, boy.

Like him pushing you around back there in the post office?

That's not the way it looked.

Or Hunk?

You don't know anything about it.

Slip, this man can kill you.

That door moves both ways, Pa.

Don't it, Reb?

I don't want any part of this play, kid.

We can see that!

He's trying to drop it, now drop it, boy.

Whenever you say, mister.

Slip, all this man's trying to do

is protect himself, help that woman.

Now you know why?

- He wants to find out about... - Quiet.

I'm walking away, boy.

- Please, Slip. - Yuma!

It's all yours.

What's mine?

Whatever it is you're trying to be 'cause I'm backing off.

We figured that!

You win, boy.

Let it be.

- Like hunk? - Hunk forced it.

- So do I, Rebel. - Slip, don't!

Easy.

Didn't anybody know him?

Leo always kept to himself.

But there are two people who would've known him for sure.

The postmaster where he mailed those letters from

and the assayer where he filed his claim.

And they didn't know him?

Hadn't seen him, never heard of him, no record, no trace.

I tried to find his cabin, nothing, not a board.

- They cleaned it bare. - They?

What are they trying to hide?

I thought I'd go see the sheriff, but they don't have one.

Real peaceful town they say.

You keep saying they, Johnny?

- Who? - They, them.

Everyone I've talked to, for all I know,

the whole town's against us.

But why, what have we done?

Not what have we done, what have they done?

If there was only some way

we could force them out in the open.

Maybe if they knew who you were.

They do.

You told them?

This morning while we were at breakfast,

somebody went through the room.

They read these.

They're old love letters Leo wrote me during the war.

They know.

Oh, Johnny, you could've gotten killed out there today.

We're going home.

Leo's here, I know he's here.

Well, maybe he just doesn't care for me anymore.

He's found somebody else, and that's why he's disappeared.

Charity, Leo took care of me for over a year

at that prison camp on Rock Island.

I know him, he wouldn't do that.

All right then, he's dead.

And all of this just isn't worth it.

Oh, Johnny, you've done enough already.

Listen to me, Charity.

Now that they know your Leo's wife...

They're even more dangerous.

No, like spooked horses somebody's gonna stampede.

Whatever they're hiding, I can feel it.

It's just begging to bust out.

Before Tom reads the vote, I just wanna say one thing.

Why can't we be honest with that woman and tell her?

- Tell her? - Why not?

We've been hiding it from our wives and kids till...

Last night, hearing about that woman and her kid,

I couldn't look at my own family.

And then today, Slip getting hurt, that was our fault.

Lucky he wasn't killed.

I say let's get it over and done with.

We can't keep hiding it forever.

We can!

If we just get rid of that Reb, then she'll have to leave.

I never thought I'd have to vote

on whether or not to kill an innocent man.

Well, who'd believe what really happened?

It's been more than a year.

Could you prove it wasn't murder?

And then what happens to our families?

Wives, kids, land, everything we got.

I'll tell you, it'll all be hers for the asking.

You all willing to chance that?

Well, it's him or all of us!

What's the vote, Tom?

We do it.

Pass the chips around.

White.

Thank god.

Looks like it's you, Mac.

Well, in a way we couldn't have been luckier.

I mean, after what he did to Slip today.

You got a reason.

Hey, Yuma!

What's the matter, you leaving?

- Will you shut up! - What did I do?

Yeah, just like you wanted, we're going.

First to the postal clearing house in Denton.

Then to the county clerk in Sandoval.

And when we come back, we'll have charges.

Against the postmaster for tampering with the mail.

Against the assayer for fraud.

And against the town for conspiracy.

You'll have to go through with it now, Mac.

It can't wait.

Mr. Yuma.

I was supposed to shoot you in the back

to keep our precious secret.

Then you know where Leo Brunner is?

Leo's dead.

He was killed in a mine cave in.

Mac!

Why'd you try to hide it?

Leo had struck it rich.

That's enough!

No more trouble, Hunk.

So, all of you, the whole town stole his mine.

Leo Brunner was a loner.

The young people, women, and children

didn't have to know about it.

So, we the elders formed an association for control.

For three straight years, the drought hit us.

The town was dying, but Leo's mine changed that.

It kept us alive.

And you ain't stopping it!

You ever think about Leo's wife and baby?

Hungry folk don't much think of other folk.

You're traitoring this town!

We traitored it along time ago.

- I'm keeping what's mine. - It never was yours.

- We worked for it! - We stole for it!

Well, you ain't giving it away!

Hunk, I just did!

This Sunday's text we take from Proverbs 26:27-28.

"Who so diggeth the pit shall fall therein.

"And he that rolleth a stone, it will return upon him."

"A lying tongue hateth those that are afflicted by it."

Also, from the common book of prayer,

"We have left undone those things

"which we ought to have done.

"And we have done those things

"which we ought not to have done.

"But we have tried to make amends"

"and so have been forgiven."

♪ Johnny Yuma was a Rebel ♪

♪ He roamed through the West ♪

♪ Did Johnny Yuma, the Rebel ♪

♪ He wandered alone ♪

♪ He got fighting mad, this rebel lad ♪

♪ He packed no star as he wandered far ♪

♪ Where the only law was a hook and a draw ♪

♪ The Rebel ♪ ♪ Away ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪ ♪ Away rode the Rebel ♪

♪ He searched the land, this restless lad ♪

♪ He was panther quick and leather tough ♪

♪ And he figured that he had been pushed enough ♪

♪ The Rebel ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪

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