Original subtitles

Ma'am.

Good morning.

Be careful, ma'am.

Did you hurt yourself, Mary?

No, I'm quite all right.

Seems higher than the ones in the East.

Well, the roads out here have higher bumps in them, ma'am.

I see.

Get in, dear.

Is that a soldier's hat?

Well, it was.

All right, Son.

I'm sorry, Katy,

but between the Reform League and the newspaper,

I got no choice.

Ed, at least let me get aboard like anyone else.

All right, Katy, good luck.

Thanks, Sheriff.

Hey, Bull, that's Katy Jewel.

Galt, they ain't put the strongbox in.

Maybe it's not traveling with them.

They ain't finished loading.

Good morning, gents.

Howdy, ma'am, can I take your baggage?

I'm obliged, much obliged.

Anybody can ride as long as their fare is paid

and they behave theirselves, Mr. Bishop.

I tell you, I won't have my family

exposed to a woman like that.

There's another coach tomorrow.

I've got to make this connection.

I'm traveling on business.

I'll sit next to her.

You can put your son and wife on the other seat.

Well, that will help, thank you.

That's the box all right.

This is working out just like I planned and better.

Giddy-up, giddy-up!

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel ♪

♪ He roamed through the West ♪

♪ Did Johnny Yuma, the Rebel ♪

♪ He wandered alone ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪

Oh, excuse me, did I spoil your writing?

Oh, it doesn't matter.

It's finished anyway.

Folks say this Sweetwater Road

is the worst in the territory.

Glad we'll be on it only for a day.

Um, are you transferring east or west

at the junction, mister?

Yuma, Johnny Yuma.

Headed for Tucson.

I'm pleased to know you, Mr. Yuma.

I'm Mrs. Jewel.

Mrs. Catherine Jewel.

Been a widow six years though.

That's when I came out here, when my husband died.

Are you going back East, Mrs. Jewel?

Yes, Philadelphia's my home.

Now that I've saved a nest egg,

I plan on starting a little business there, a hat shop.

Well, I hope you make out fine, Mrs. Jewel.

I guess those Philadelphia ladies

are mighty interested in hats.

I hope so.

I got responsibilities.

There's a mesquite over there behind the barn.

They won't be able to spot him.

How about the other one?

He put up much of a fight?

Uh huh.

After they get in,

there'll be a three hour wait

before the first transfer stage is due.

That'll give us plenty of time to get out.

Can we get out soon, Papa?

I told you, Son,

we don't stop until we reach the junction.

Say, I've got something you might like right here.

Might help pass the time.

I collected these for a little boy I know in Philadelphia.

He's just about your age.

Took a long time to find them.

You have to look for the good ones, you know?

Boy, look how this one shines.

Do you think he'd care if I played with them some?

That other boy?

You can play with them all the way to Sweetwater.

This is quite unnecessary.

Mary, give the boy his picture book.

But I've seen every picture, Papa.

Rodney, don't make me punish you.

You're punishing him right now.

It is hard on the boy, Morton.

Oh, all right, all right.

Boy, look how this one shines.

All right, everybody out.

Well, well, well,

if it ain't the Bishop Engineering Company,

London, New York, and Boston, in person.

Come on, make it fast.

You're a fancy piece of baggage.

You don't remember me, do you?

What's this?

Nothing to steal, just a journal.

Well, you fought in the mud just like me, didn't you, Reb?

I said, didn't you?

Yeah, I guess so.

Only difference is gray dirties

easier than blue, don't it?

Depends on who's wearing it.

Oh, do I smell like a goat to you?

I'm not armed.

You have my word.

Bull here don't understand nothing

about the word of a gentleman, Mr. Bishop.

He didn't fight in the mud, Reb.

I wouldn't know.

None of his kind did.

They bought their way out of the army.

Ain't that right, Bishop?

Money will buy anything.

Everything's going to be all right.

You just sit still and be quiet, Mrs. Bishop.

You don't wanna be a widow like me.

Widow, so that's it, huh?

You wearing them dowdy clothes,

so's you can pretend to big people?

I'm not pretending anything.

What do you get outta tearing people apart?

You wanna look like her?

Why, she's a crow next to you.

You don't remember me, do you?

I was just another face at a table, a back table.

I ain't never forgot you.

You're Katy Jewel, dancing queen of The Nugget Saloon.

Prettiest thing that ever danced across a stage.

All dressed up in gold, hair to match, twisting and turning,

till a man could hardly believe you was real.

Why don't you take what you came after,

and leave these people alone?

Now, Bishop here, he'd have been at a front table.

He wouldn't be just another face like me.

Well, he could've bought you things and taken you places.

You'd have remembered him, wouldn't you, Katy?

You got me wrong, mixed up with somebody else.

Leave it go at that, Mister.

Uh uh, you think Bishop wouldn't like you

if he saw how you really look, hmm?

You think he's different?

You think he's a god or something?

Well, let's find out.

Stay put, Reb.

Take a good look, folks.

Here's Miss Katy Jewel, dancing queen of The Nugget Saloon.

Sure, I danced.

Galt.

Papa.

You're a smart one, Galt, smooth and smart.

Women don't meet a man like you everyday.

A man who remembers all about her,

even though he's just seen her dance,

and wants to buy her things and take her places.

What're you driving at?

You and me, we're two of a kind.

We've just wasted too much time

dancing to somebody else's tune.

I wouldn't mind changing that.

Make things different, you and me.

Me and Katy Jewel.

Sure, but without the kid.

Yuma's right, law will be tracking us

till the end of our lives,

even after the kid's paid for and delivered.

It'll be dark soon.

I'm doing what I think is right.

Are you, Morton?

You and me are alike, Galt.

We belong to each other.

You think you had me fooled?

Let me go!

Oh no, you made a bargain.

I'm gonna see you keep it.

Galt, we rolled boulders down on the trail.

The driver of the stage won't see it,

until they're around the bend.

By that time, it'll be too late.

All right, all right, all right.

Do the rest of it like I told you.

Go on and get back there and keep watch.

What's the matter with you anyhow?

Didn't you hear what the lady said?

We're two of a kind.

We gotta make up for lost time.

No!

What's the matter, huh?

You know it ain't everyday

you get two chances at a big haul.

You're friend Bishop had to shoot his big mouth off

about the Tucson stage.

That all works out for the best, Katy.

Best man wins.

I get the gold, and you and me, we get each other.

It's just like you said.

Now, this calls for a celebration.

Have a drink.

No, I, I!

I said, have a drink!

Now, let's have a Katy Jewel dance, huh?

A Katy Jewel dance, dance!

I won't!

I said dance!

Come on, dance!

♪ Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me ♪

♪ I come from Alabama

Dance, dance, dance!

Come on, dance!

♪ Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me ♪

♪ I come from Alabama

Dance, dance!

Dance, dance, dance!

Dance, come on, dance!

♪ Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me ♪

♪ I come from Alabama

Dance, dance!

Dance, dance, dance!

Drop it!

Never could resist a lost cause, could you, Reb?

Too bad, I always thought you was the best of the bunch.

I never killed man.

I'm glad you started with this one.

If you ever get to Philadelphia, look me up.

I'll do that, sure will.

Give Mrs. Jewel the box, dear.

All right, and thank you

for letting me play with the fools gold.

It's funny about this stuff,

may be worth more than you think, huh, Mr. Bishop?

That's right, Mrs. Jewel.

It can be worth a lot more, thank you.

Giddy-up, giddy, giddy-up, giddy-up!

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel ♪

♪ He roamed through the West ♪

♪ Did Johnny Yuma, the Rebel ♪

♪ He wandered alone ♪

♪ He got fightin' mad, this rebel lad ♪

♪ He packed no star as he wondered 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 ♪

♪ 'Cause he figured that he had been pushed enough ♪

♪ The Rebel ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪

This has been a Mark Goodson-Bill Todman production.