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[ Cowboys Whooping, Whistling ]

[ Whinnying ]

Good morning.

Good afternoon.

You've been falling into some bad habits since the judge has been away.

The beauty editor of Godey'ssays...

that a young lady must have her full 10 hours.

Well, the beauty editor of Godey'swasn't brought up on a working ranch.

Besides, I thought you wanted to come out with us this morning--

- Help us bring in the horses. - Oh, I decided to write a letter to Daddy.

But I saw the horses come in. They're beautiful.

Most of 'em will make good cavalry mounts.

Then the deal's set? Daddy got the contract?

- Well, not yet, but I'm sure he will. - [ Horse Whinnies ]

Whoa, ho, ho. Howdy, Miss Betsy.

Sorrowful.

Afternoon.

You're a little ahead of schedule, aren't you?

Well, I made a lucky catch.

I've got these and three more back at my place,

but they won't be gentled down for a day or so,

and a man can't break horses on an empty stomach.

So I figured I'd bring over what I had ready.

You know, a dollar doesn't go as far as it used to anymore.

They look all right to me.

Turn 'em over the wrangler, and he'll give you a receipt--

- Unless you want cash this time. - No, no.

As long as your paper is still good down at the Mercantile,

then it's good enough for me.

Thank you. Come on, baby. Come on.

Come on, honey. Come on.

Tell me something.

Why do we buy horses from him every month when we raise our own?

Couple of reasons, Betsy.

Gives us a good price, saves us the trouble of breakin' 'em ourselves...

and for another thing, it's the only way he's got of makin' a living.

Breaking them? I thought that was a young man's job.

It is, but they say there's an exception to every rule.

[ Whooping ]

Hah![ Whinnying ]

Yee-hoo.

Hah! Hah!

[ Shouting ]

[ Grunts, Groans ]

Are you all right?Oh, yeah.

[ Chuckles ] I'm fine.You know somethin'?

You can't be trusted.Oh, Clint.

No, Pa. I mean it. I turn my back for five minutes, you're up on one of them broncs.

You promised you'd leave that to me.All right, Clint.

All right. I promise.

Except for that bay, they're all broke anyhow. [ Chuckles ]

Hey, uh, you looked in your saddlebags lately?

What for?Well, go on, look in your saddlebag.

Go on.

[ Chuckles ]

Go on.

Open it.

Huh. Happy birthday, Son.

[ Chuckles ] Why, I'd forgotten.

Aw, that's real pretty, Pa.

Oh-- Just-- Just a knife.

Not very much to show for 21 years, is it?

I got everything I need, Pa--

Everything I want.[ Chuckles ]

Come on. [ Clears Throat ]

Miss Betsy. Goin' into town?

Oh, just riding. How do you find 'em, Sorrowful?

What?The wild broncs.

Trampas says that you must have a divining rod that works on horses.

Well, Trampas might be right.

And Randy says that you sell us our own horses over and over again.

Well, Randy might be right too.

You see, I got this magic formula,

and I just rub it into the horse's shoulder,

and the Shiloh brand plumb disappears.

[ Laughs ] Daddy says it's just that you're...

the best horse hunter in the whole territory.

A girl can't go wrong listening to her daddy.

You know what I think, Sorrowful?

I think that you found that herd of broncs...

that's supposed to roam up in the mountains. Oh, I know.

I'm probably wrong. But, still, a lot of people think that they're up there.

But no one's ever found them, Miss Betsy.

And no one ever will--

Because they don't exist.

I'll see you in a few days.

Thanks for lettin' me keep you company.

You know, Miss Betsy, I'd be careful...

about riding too far up in those hills, if I were you.

They get kinda tricky unless you know them.

Thank you, Sorrowful.

[ Horse Whinnies ]

[ Whinnying Continues ]

[ Whinnying Continues ]

- [ Betsy ] Look out! - [ Whinnying ]

[ All Whinnying ]

Whoo. My, that was close.

Do you always try to rope horses on foot?

I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare 'em.

I guess I didn't realize.

- Uh, my name is Betsy Garth. - From Shiloh?

Well, yes. Have we met before?

How did you get up here?

Well, to-- to be honest, I really didn't know how far I was.

I saw this wild mustang down in the flatlands, started to chase him,

and before I realized how far in the mountains he'd taken me,

here I was.

I, uh-- I'm sorry about wandering in just at the wrong moment.

Are you alone?Well, yes.

You got no business being this far up in the mountains by yourself.

Well, I know that, but like I told you,

I didn't realize how far he was taking me.

It'll be getting dark soon. You better head back.

You do know the way back down, don't you?

Well, I think I can find my way.

Good.

[ Animal Growls ]

He's been coming out at night.

He brought down a horse two days ago.

You better move fast.

You dohave a saddle gun?

All right. Come on.

Where are we going?To my place.

I can't do that. They'll be worried about me back at Shiloh.

I don't see that you have any choice.

Well, what's this?

Uh, my name is Betsy Garth,

and I was explaining to him that--She's lost, Pa.

So you invited her up here for a cup of tea, huh?

Where did you get your brains?

Phew.

[ Knocking ]Come in.

Looks pretty good sittin' behind the judge's desk, don't he?

Yeah, well, at least it keeps him out from under our feet.

You boys want something?

Uh, did Betsy say where she was goin'...

when she rode off today?Oh, you mean she's not back yet, huh?

Mm-mmm.

Well, why don't you two ride out a ways?

You'll probably meet her comin' home.

Uh, Trampas?Yo.

Take another couple of boys with you, if you want.

Right.

Why, it's unbelievable--

A house up here, hidden from down below.

You could wander through these hills for days and never find this place.

That's how we like it.How long have you lived up here?

You want something to eat? Come on inside.

Don't you ever answer any questions?

Don't you ever do anything but ask 'em?

Well, you can, uh, rest if you want to.

I'll fix something.

I, uh-- I'm sorry your father was annoyed because you brought me here.

I'll-- I'll try not to get in the way.Here. Start on this.

Well, I'm not any happier about this than you are.

And it wasn't my idea. I could have found my own way back.

Yeah, and that cat could have found you.

Well, from the way everybody's behaving,

it would have been much better if I'd have taken that chance.

Look, if I wanted to tangle with a mountain lion at night,

I'd have taken you down myself.

I wouldn't take that risk with a rifle,

so I couldn't very well let you go wandering about the country unarmed.

If, uh, my father seems a little edgy,

it's because he's not used to strangers.

I'm sorry. Again.

- I don't suppose you get many visitors up here. - We don't get any.

May I help?I can do it.

Please. I'd like to.

Well, here's the skillet.

No sign of her. Didn't see anybody on the road.

All right. Get every man mounted.

Spread out. Cover as much ground as you can. I'm riding into town.

There's always the off chance she might have gone into Medicine Bow...

without telling anyone.Doesn't sound like Betsy.

Well, I said it was an off chance.

If she's not there, maybe the sheriff can give us some help.

You gonna wire the judge?

Not until I'm sure we're not making a mountain out of a molehill.

Whew. Well, I only know one thing.

If she goes back and talks,

the whole countryside's gonna be swarming up these hills.

Yeah, but she has to go back.

They'll be up here just the same, looking for her.

Yeah, I know.

Just that I figured--

Well, that we could stop running.

We're not running yet.

Her father owns the biggest ranch in these parts.

Got more men and more money--

They find out that herd really is up here-- Phew.

Do we have any other choice?

No. No, of course not.

She know anything else, besides the fact there's a herd up here?

No.

Well, in the morning she can find her way back.

Pa?

I felt sorry for her-- Mm-hmm.

Just the same as I would for an animal that couldn't protect itself.

Yeah, well, that's a fine sentiment, Son.

Tomorrow you can start feelin' sorry for us.

You're all saddled up. You can leave any time you're ready.

- [ Gunshot ] - Hmm.

- Close. Pretty nervy. - The lion?

Mountain lion getting that close to the house--

He must have been pretty hungry.

Guess you did the right thing yesterday, deciding to come up here.

Well, I think it was, under the circumstances.

Mister-- You've never told me your name.

Jones.I appreciate the fact...

that you've put yourself out for me.

If there's ever anything that I can do, or my father--

Well, I certainly appreciate that thought, miss,

but just off hand I can't think of anything.

Clint and I live kind of a quiet life up here.

We just want to go on living it...

alone.

Well-- Thank you.

There-- There is one thing.

What?No--

No, I guess I better forget it.

Oh, please. I'd like to know.

Well, I haven't got any right to ask you.

I mean, you've got friends and a family.

They'll be worried about you. Want to know where you've been.

I don't suppose you ever told a lie in your life, have you?

Are you asking me not to tell where I've been?

Well, I haven't got any right to ask you to do anything,

but I just wanted you to understand...

that these hills and that herd of horses is all we have.

[ Horse Whinnying ]

The herd's still there.

They'll be grazing down this way for a while.

Good.Got the cat.

Mmm.We heard.

I thought you'd be long gone by now.

I was just leaving.Uh, could you, uh--

Could you wait for just a minute while I get something to eat?

I'll ride with you.Think I can wait.

Have you lost your mind?

The horses are ready to go down to Sorrowful.

As long as I have to go, why can't we ride together?

All right. But just as far as the flatlands.

You ready?

My mother.

I'm sorry.

The winters are hard up this high.

- She died the first year. - How long have you lived here?

A long time.

You wanna get home, let's get going.

What's the matter?

Those mountains--

They'll fool you.

Look at 'em from one side, and they're like the walls of a giant fortress,

keeping all your enemies at a safe distance.

- From the other side? - A giant prison.

You can leave if you want to.

There's something I have to ask you. I don't want to.

Are you gonna tell?

- You mean about the wild broncs? - The broncs and us.

If I'm asked, I don't see how it can be avoided.

Right. Rule number one: Look out for yourself.

No, it isn't that at all, Clint,

but there are certain people that have a right to know where I was.

And all those horses will mean all that money for you and your father.

Do you really believe that, Clint?

Do you really believe that?

You better get back.

[ Rattling ]

[ Betsy Screams ]

What happened?A rattler.

I went to pick up the reins, and I didn't see him.

It's gotta bleed.[ Sobbing ]

[ Groans ]

[ Kicking Door ]

Snakebite.Through that door.

A rattler?Mm-hmm.

That's Betsy's mare.

You wait here. I'll go tell the rest of the boys.

How is she, Doc?I just gave her a sedative,

but you can see her if you want to.Thanks.

He saved her life, Emmett.

Hmm.

You, uh, new in town here?I'm just passing through.

Mmm. All right. Where'd you find her?

Uh, up in the hills. Her horse ran away with her.

How far up in the hills?I gotta be going.

Hold-- Wait a minute. Where can I get in touch with you?

Wait a minute. Now, wait, wait, wait.Look, mister--

Have I done anything wrong?

I mean, is it against the law...

to bring a girl to a doctor in this town?

Nope.

[ Clopping Hooves ]

Evening, Doc.Evening.

She's right in there on the couch.Oh.

Hello, Dr. Spaulding.Doc.

Well, she seems to be in good enough spirits.

Can we get that sleeve rolled up?

We can.Go on. Ask the doc.

He'll tell you it's the truth.Tell him what's the truth?

Oh, about that dead snake they found on the road into town.

Oh, you mean the one that was people-poisoned.Uh-huh.

I'm not listening to a word you're saying.[ Chuckles ]

Just stand still, mister.

I'd say as soon as the swelling goes down,

you won't even remember you were bitten.

I'll remember, all right.Oh, really?

I thought the whole incident was a total blank.

I wish you wouldn't behave as if I was on the witness stand.

Betsy, I'm gonna have to explain this to your father when he gets back,

and I've got a right to know how it happened.I know you do,

but, well, I just have to have some time to think, that's all.

[ Sighs ] [ Door Opens ]

Clint!

You know this fella?Yeah, we all do.

- You can put that gun away, Randy. - Are you sure?

When I caught him out by the corral, he was trying to steal them mustangs.

He doesn't have to steal them. They're his.

- How do you know that? - Can't you take my word for it?

- The horses are his. - We found your mare runnin' in with 'em.

That's because I was riding my mare when I was bitten by the rattler.

Oh? He told them that he found you wandering around on foot,

and your horse had run off.

Well, I-- I-I just can't explain it.

All I can ask is that you believe that the horses are his, and trust me.

All right, take 'em.

Clint, wait a minute.

- You still need horses, don't you? - All we can get.

And these are for sale, aren't they, Clint?

- Yeah. - We pay $10 a head.

- All right. - If you'll let me know where to send the money--

Cash. Now.

Well, I'll be headin' for home.

I'll walk out with you.

Any, uh, special instructions, Doc?No, she's fine now.

Just treat her as if it never happened.

I will-- After I get the answers to some very pointed questions.

[ Chuckles ]Good night.

[ Spaulding ] Good night. [ Door Closes ]

Now, young l--

Betsy. Betsy Garth!

Good night, all.

Nice goin'. Next time I want to find out something,

I'll let you do the asking for me.

Night, all.

How are you this morning?

Uh, fine, thank you.

Going riding again this morning, without any breakfast?

Well, I-- I'm not very hungry.

Sit down, Betsy. We've got some things to talk about.

I... wish we didn't.

So do I.

Betsy, I don't want to have to lay down a set of rules...

or impose restrictions on you till your father gets back,

but I'm gonna have to do just that unless you can tell me...

what's been going on the last few days.

Well, suppose I tell you that it's important--

very, very important--

that I don't answer any questions right now.

Well, I'd have to ask you why.

Well, because the wrong answer could hurt someone very badly.

I wouldn't want that.

All right, Betsy.

On one condition--

When you find out what the right answers are, you come to me.

Thank you.

[ Door Closes ]

Coffee?

Bacon?No, thanks.

It's gonna choke you, Son.Sorry?

Whatever it is you got caught in your throat--

If you don't spit it out, it's gonna choke you.

I went into town yesterday.

I thought you and I had an agreement.

I thought we had an understanding--

years ago-- that we didn't need towns.

We didn't need people. You and I could make it alone, just the two of us.

I guess you don't remember how many times we tried it in towns, huh?

Sometimes it took 'em months. Sometimes the very first day.

But it always happened.

There was always one of 'em. Hmm?

One of those kind that hang around the marshal's office,

studying the posters so that one day...

they'll spot a face and strike it rich.

Cooper. Morton Cooper.

Well, Mr. Cooper, what can I do for you?

Question is, Mr. Ryker, what can I do for you?

Remember that young man that brought Miss Garth into Dr. Spaulding's office?

Oh, yeah. Yeah. I remember him.So do I.

Of course, I have to admit, it took me a little while to place him.

You ever heard of a man named Martin Evers?

No.Then I suggest you check your files.

[ Galloping Hooves ]

How did you get here?

Wasn't hard, once I knew the landmarks.

- Why? - What?

- Why did you come back? - To say thank you.

Well, are you, uh, going to ask me down, or would you rather go riding?

I'll race you to the top of the ridge.

Why'd you come back here?Told you. To say thank you.

You could have done that when I was at your house.[ Chuckles ]

All right, I'll admit I was a little curious.

About what?

Oh, about the wild horses and your father.

And me?

That man the other night--

The one that gave me the money. Is he your brother?

Is he your boyfriend?No, he's our ranch foreman.

Oh, he works for your daddy.

No wonder he did what you told him.

No, it doesn't work that way-- Not with the Virginian.

He trusted me.Why?

Because I ask him to, and because I never gave him any reason not to.

There they are.

[ Betsy ] Well, there's dozens of them.

I thought you said it was just a small cavvy.

Well, I didn't know what else tosay.

Oh, boy, we've been after them for so long.

So far we've been picking them off one at a time,

but someday--

Someday we're going to drive them all right into that canyon.

- Alone? - Even half of 'em would be enough.

We'll be able to get out of these mountains.

Start our ranch.

Clint, have you ever tried getting some help? Hiring some men?

What's wrong?

Nobody but you has ever been up here.

Just you and a friend.

Nobody ever will be.

Is that friend named Sorrowful?

- How'd you know that? - Oh, arithmetic.

I just put three and three together.

You catch the mustangs and break 'em for him, and Sorrowful sells 'em for you.

- How did you find this place? - Same way you did.

By accident.

We traveled a lot, my mother and my father and me.

One day we just wandered in here and settled down.

If you don't like it, why do you stay here?

Best get back.

Emmett! Come on in.Hello, Betsy.

How you feeling?Fine.

You know, I was just thinking of you, and here you are.

You were thinking of me? Why?

Come on inside.

Sit down.

All right, Betsy. [ Clears Throat ] Now what can I do for you?

Do you know a man by the name of Evers?

Uh, Evers? Evers--

- That's, uh, E-V-E-R-S? - E-V-E-R-S.

Prospector-- Up around Laramie.

He killed his partner five years ago.

Well, Laramie-- You-- You wouldn't know too much about that.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Happens I know quite a lot about it.

Let's see now. His partner's name was Jenkins.

They were out prospecting,

when a big fire broke out near their camp.

Looked like it covered the whole mountain.

Nobody could go near it till it burned out.

Then they found Jenkins.

And when they picked him up, they found that there was a bullet hole in his back.

Then they found Martin Evers's horse and his rifle,

with a bullet missing from it.

Three days later he came walking into town...

without a hair on his head so much as even singed.

They had to put him in jail so there wouldn't be a lynching.

And it gets worse. He broke out before the trial.

Short time later, his wife and son moved out of town.

Emmett, how do you know all these things?

Oh, I, uh-- I don't know.

It's a combination of a good memory, uh,

uh, a good filing system, and a long talk...

with a fella who used to live in Laramie.

- Well, does that, uh, help you any? - What?

- The information. - Oh! Oh, yes.

Good. Good. Then I'll be on my way.

See you later, Betsy.Emmett--

You haven't, uh, told me what you wanted.

Oh, that's right, I didn't, did I?

Let me see now.

Uh, well, if I can't remember, it must not be important, huh?

Oh, there's one thing. One thing.

That young fella helped you into Doc Spaulding's the other day--

Uh, what about him?

Have you seen him again?

Should I have?

In legal language, Betsy, that's what we call "an evasive answer."

Now, if a man gets nervous talking to a lawman, he could be in trouble.

That's a good kind to stay away from.

Unless he happens to have saved your life.

Yeah.

What do you say, Randy?Howdy.

Hi, Betsy. Letter from the judge.Thanks, Randy.

You're welcome.

Thought you'd be anxious to read it.

Well, so long.

Come on inside.

What are you lookin' for?

The name-- I had thought it was Evers.

Not Jones?Not Jones.

- And now? - Well, now I know it is Evers--

Martin Evers.

Does that, uh-- that name have any special meaning for you?

Apparently it does.

Clint, it's time to move.

Move? Where?

Use your head, Son.

Been building up to this ever since you first brought her up here.

Clint, you're a big boy now.

You don't need me to look after you.

Stay if you want to.

Mr. Evers--

You didn't do it, did you-- Kill your partner?

Would that make any difference now?

Well, have you ever thought of giving yourself up?

[ Chuckles ]

It's a big pink-and-blue ribbon world to you, isn't it, honey?

Truth conquers all.

Good triumphs over evil, huh?

No.

We haven't got much time, Son.

You, uh, decide what you want to do yourself.

Pa?

We-We'll need some money. I'll see if we can--

I'll see if I can round up some broncs.

May I come with you?

Could I stop you?

[ Blusters ]Nice and easy, now, boy, all right?

Now, now, now.

Now. Whoa, now. Whoa, boy.

Whoa, boy.

Whoa.

Whoa, boy.

Hah![ Whinnies ]

[ Shouting ]

Pa! Pa!

He needs a doctor, Clint.

I'll stay here with him. You ride into town.

No.

I don't want anybody from town.

If I'm gonna live, I'm gonna stay free.

If I'm gonna die, I don't need their help.

Clint.Now, listen.

No doctors. You hear me now, Clint boy.

Promise me that.

Sorrowful's due up here today with the supplies.

If he can mend a mule, he can take care of me.

You promise me, now, boy.

I promise.

Be better-- Better this way anyway.

Better for you. Better for me.

What are you talking about?

We've been livin' alone up here too long--

Hiding. Always afraid of every strange face.

- Shadow. - It's been a good life.

No.

I been watching you lately, boy.

You're lonely.

Tied to me.

This way you wouldn't have to be afraid of anything. Wouldn't have to hide from nothin'.

You stop talking like you was gonna die.

Clint, you could go anywhere. Do anything you want.

You're not gonna die, Pa.

You listen to me.

I don't want you to listen to what they say, and...

don't you believe...

anything they say about me.

You don't have to tell me that.

Yeah, I gotta tell you now,

and you remember.

I'm no murderer.

I know, Pa. I know.

And you ain't gonna die.

You hear me? You ain't gonna die.

All right.

All right, Clint boy.

[ Clopping Hooves ]

You're a long way from Shiloh, young lady.

How'd you get up here?I'll explain later, Sorrowful.

Martin's hurt. Come on.

You go on outside.I'll stay.

How is he?Can't tell much without wakin' him,

but he sure don't look too good to me.

- Can't you do anything? - I'm afraid he needs a doctor, son.

You know that's impossible.

Why? Because he'd rather take a chance on dying...

than trust another person with his secret?

I'm not going to send him to jail--

Not for a murder he didn't commit.It isn't right.

Who are you to say what's right and what's not?

I promised him no doctor.

I promised.

Sometimes, like it or not, a person has to break a promise...

because it's the right thing to do.

[ Knocking ]

Betsy! Come on in.

Is something wrong?

Well, there-- There's a man up in the mountains, and he's hurt.

- Anyone I know? - No.

There's nothing in there for you to see.

I'm not gonna force my way in, but I was told someone up here needed me.

I told you--Clint, he's come all the way.

You might as well let him in.

You had no right to do that.

In a way it was my fault he was hurt.

I have a right to see that he gets well again.

You want to trust people. Why don't you try?

Trust.

I trusted you.

Well?

Life up here must be good for a man. You're in perfect shape.

[ Chuckles ] Perfect shape--

Flat on my back, bound up like a sack of potatoes.

Well, we gotta keep those broken ribs in place until they mend.

How long before I can ride?

We'll see.

I'm an old hand at breaking bad news, but I'm afraid I'm still no good at it.

You keep your spirits up,

and you might be on your feet again before you know it.

You planning on leaving now?

I am, unless someone else is sick.

Good-bye, Betsy.

I'll ride with you.

I think I can find my way back alone.

I'll go along, just in case.

So will I. No, you stay with the patient, Betsy--

At least until Clint gets back. He shouldn't be by himself.

Please, Betsy.

Ready?

Stop pacing, will you?

Oh, I can't help it.

I know I'm not the smartest person in the world,

but I don't understand how everything I've tried to do has gone wrong.

Well, it happens that way sometimes.

I know the feeling.

Did you do it?

Murder Jenkins?

When you asked me that question yesterday, you weren't quite so uncertain.

Answer's still the same.

Oh, if it only could have been proved.

I could have proved it.

I had a witness-- Eyewitness.

Only trouble was, he was the town drunk.

Sold his soul for a pint.

Everybody knew it, himself included.

Poor devil.

He's the only one that gained anything out of this whole mess.

Felt so bad that he hasn't had a drop since.

- Sorrowful? - That's right.

Hold it.Whoa.

Do you think you can make it back from here?

I think I can.

You feel better?

Partly. Do you?

I don't know.

If he talks, with Dad sick,

I don't know what we'll do.

Betsy. Catching up on your reading?

Matter of fact, I've been waiting for you.Oh?

Got a letter from Daddy today, and he said the deal with the army's all set.

That's right.How many horses are they taking?

As many as we can provide. That'll be about 50, I guess.

Well, what would you say if we could provide them with more?

Say, uh, 200?

Seeing as how they're transferring an entire battalion from the East,

I'd say they'd welcome 'em.

But even if we could break 'em in time, where would we find that many broncs?

Well, suppose--Mm-hmm?

Uh, nothing.

Nothing.

200 head?If not more.

Sounds like a wild-goose chase to me, but if Betsy saw 'em--I did.

Then we got nothin' to lose and everything to gain.Including saddle sores.

Mmm, couple of saddle sores, more or less, never killed a working cowboy.

- Let's take a look. - After we make the deal.

You work in my crew as one of my hands.

Far as the profit goes, we split it right down the middle.

- Fair enough? - That's fair.

I'll put it in writing for you.

I don't think that'll be necessary.

[ Cowboys Shouting, Whistling ]

[ Horses Whinnying ]

Hyah!

Hey, you sure can ride.

I've been doin' it all my life.

Even Trampas is beginning to think kinder of you.

Well, I was real worried about what he thought.

How can you tell?

Well, last night he said as how he thought...

with a little more work, you'd make a passable wrangler.

Not bad for a bunch of wild geese, huh?Not bad.

Not bad at all. Now what?

Well, I think we got all the strays and the small groups.

Tomorrow we'll take a crack at the main herd.

All right with you, Clint?That's all right with me.

Let's get back to camp. And anybody who wants to walk back, can.

[ Knocking ]

Emmett. Come on in.How are you, Doc?

Sit down.Thank you.

[ Grunts ] Mmm! Feels good.

Hard day?Oh, same as usual.

What about you?Oh, same as usual.

Doc, you got a patient by the name of Cooper?

Mort Cooper?Mm-hmm. I have.

What's wrong with him?

Just a professional call?

Yeah, in a manner of speaking.

Nothing serious.

Seems he spends more time in front of your house here than he does in your office.

Well, maybe that's because I've been seeing my patients...

here at the house for the last couple of weeks.

He was out there a few days ago when Clint Evers...

brought Betsy Garth into your office here.

And he was out there again when she came back and, uh,

took you away with her.

I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you who your patient was.

It was a man called Martin.

Uh-huh. Well, how do I find him?

I couldn't tell you.

He's up there in the hill country,

and I'm not much for finding my way around up there.

Mmm.

Well, I heard the Shiloh crew had moved up into the mountains...

looking for horses.

All right, Doc.

Thanks for passing the time.

I'll, uh, see you around.Good night, Emmett.

That canyon's a real, natural corral.

I've tried driving 'em in there, but they're too smart.

Well, let's run 'em away.

Maybe if we can tire 'em out enough, we can herd 'em in.

It's worth a try.

They're gonna head away from that canyon, but if we can drive 'em,

turn 'em, head 'em down that slope...

and across that stream, we stand a good chance of getting 'em in.

- Good luck. - Let's go.

[ Gunshots ]

[ Gunshots ]

[ Cowboys Shouting, Whistling ]

Come on! Turn 'em! Start turning 'em.

[ Whinnying ]

Come on! Turn 'em!

Turn 'em!

Turn 'em! Turn 'em!

Turn 'em in! Turn 'em in!

Turn 'em in. Turn 'em in.

Turn 'em in.

[ Shouting, Whistling Continue ]

Keep 'em moving. Keep 'em moving.

Hyah! Hyah!

[ Shouting, Whistling ]

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

Howdy, Emmett. What brings you up here? Business?

Yeah, kind of.

That, uh, young fella, Clint--

He around here?

He and Betsy just, uh,

rode off up that far ridge.

Well, here's to ya.

And to us.

Thank you.

Well, Mr. Evers, Clint-- What now?

Well, now we break our horses.And then what?

Well, if we're lucky, I'll be well enough to ride.

It's the only way.

[ Clopping Hooves ]

Why, it's Emmett Ryker.

[ Knocking ]

Come in, Emmett.Betsy.

I, uh, thought I saw your horse out there.

Um, Emmett, this is Clint--

Johnson. Clint Johnson.

That's my brother Mike.

Pleased to meet you.

Nice.

Nice place you have here.It's nice if you like a little peace and quiet.

Yeah, well, I do. I-I like it.

I, uh, like 'em both.

I'm, uh, new in the county.

You know, plenty of this country I haven't even seen yet.

So when I heard the Shiloh boys...

had really found that herd of horses everybody's been talking about,

I thought I'd ride out here and take a look.

What, uh-- Accident?

Oh, just a couple of busted ribs.

Huh. Well, then, you must be the one Doc Spaulding told me about.

- What did he say? - Just that, uh,

he wouldn't be able to get out of bed for a few days.

Well, nice to have met you, Mr., uh--

Uh, Johnson. Mike Johnson.

Johnson.Hmm.

You, uh, wanna ride back with me?

Oh, no, thank you, Emmett. I'll-I'll walk out with you though.

All right.

See you.

It's nice out here.

Emmett, it's going to be dark soon.

I'd like to ride back with you, if it's still all right.

It's all right.

Let's go.

He knows.Clint.

He knows, Pa, and he's going to be coming back.

He only wanted to get Betsy out of the way first.

Clint, you put that gun down.Yeah, I saw him.

He wasn't fooled for a minute. He's comin' back.

What do you plan to do?We could run.

What, with me strapped across your saddle, and no money?

It's a chance.

And would you take that chance before or after you kill that man?

Who said anything about killing him?

You got any other ideas how we could ride out of here?

I can't just leave you here to be taken back to Laramie for something you didn't do.

Well, what about something I did do?

I don't believe you.

I don't believe it.

What are you-- What are you trying to tell me?

That all these years of running,

and all these years of hiding, that--

What do you mean? Are you trying to tell me--

I am trying to tell you that I killed Harve Jenkins.

But it wasn't murder.

It was an accident, Son.

It was an accident.

Well, it was a... nightmare of an accident.

It happened so suddenly. I mean, it was over so quickly...

that Harve was dead even before I had a chance to react to the sound of the shot.

Sorrowful-- He was there, just like he said.

We looked at him, but there wasn't nothin' we could do.

And all I could think of was a fight we'd had the day before,

and the whole town knowin' about it.

Nobody ever listened to anything Sorrowful said anyway.

So I just, uh,

panicked, I guess.

I-I decided the best thing to do...

was try to make an obvious accident looklike an accident.

Instead of that, I made it look like murder.

After they arrested me, it was too late to change.

Is that all?

I reckon.

Well, except...

that is the truth.

Well, based on the testimony given at this hearing,

I'm gonna dismiss the charges...

on insufficient evidence, and accept a plea of involuntary manslaughter,

as any judge would have done at the time, had you given him the chance.

Mr. Evers, I hope you realize...

the nature of the mistake that you have made.

Because of it, you and your son...

have served five years of virtual imprisonment.

This is a harsh punishment for a crime you didn't commit.

Prisoner is released from custody.

Hearing's adjourned.

[ Sighs ]

Emmett?

What are we all standing around here for?

We've got some horses to break.We have indeed.

Well, then, let's-- Let's get at it.

Well, will we see you soon?

As soon as we move out of that cabin.

You don't think I'd let anybody else...

break my horses for me, do you?Reckon not.

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