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[ theme music playing ]

[ rooster crowing ]

Come on!

[ coughing ]

Hello.

Hello.

You're wet.

I was trying to catch a fish.

I'm sorry if I scared him away.

That's all right. I wasn't very hungry.

But you had a fire ready for it.

Yeah, well, I guess I won't need that now.

I know where there's some food.

So do I.

Nuts and wild berries.

Huh?

Well, you're certainly not going to catch anything.

That is, if you plan to do it bare-handed.

So I guess you'll just have to make do with nuts and wild berries.

Yeah, I guess maybe I will.

If you do get hungry, though,

Shiloh Ranch is about two miles ahead.

Thanks. I'll remember that.

You always ride around alone

offering charity to strangers?

Oh, you wouldn't be accepting charity.

And you could work for it, if you'd like.

And I do think that I have a right to ride on my own property

if I want to.

This is your property?

My father's. I'm Betsy Garth.

I'm sorry to be trespassing, Miss Garth, but I--

Oh, I didn't mean that.

I still don't think you should be speaking to strangers.

If you tell me your name, you wouldn't be a stranger.

Well, that would tell you who I am,

but it wouldn't tell you what I am.

Um, do you have a horse?

No.

How do you get around, then?

I manage.

You're a very exasperating man.

Why? I'm not doing anything very exasperating.

I'm just standing here.

All right.

I'm offering you a meal for the last time.

Have you eaten yet today?

No.

Then why don't you just go do that?

And that'll clear up the whole situation entirely.

[ indistinct chatter ]

MAN: I'm tellin' you, we're not workin' that shaft.

Then pick your pay and get out of here!

I'm not quitting, and neither is anybody else.

We need our jobs.

Then get back to them!

I'm glad you showed up, Ryker.

You havin' more trouble down here, Calder?

I wish you'd explain to these people

that I'm perfectly within my rights

to have them thrown off this property if they refuse to work.

Wait just a minute, Calder.

Sheriff, that shaft is gonna cave in again,

and he knows it.

I fixed that shaft.

Two men have been hurt in that shaft

in the last three months.

All he does is put up a couple of matchsticks.

We need our jobs.

But we need our lives, too.

I was just hired to run this mine.

I reported those cave-ins,

and I was allotted the money to fix them.

As far as I'm concerned, that shaft is just as safe

as it's ever gonna be.

Two men hurt?

That doesn't sound too safe to me.

That's not for you to decide.

You just watch yourself, Calder.

Maybe you're within your rights,

but I don't have any use for a man who won't watch out for his own people.

These are not my people.

All right.

I guess we know where you stand.

Now, you men listen to me.

We're gonna have to clear this thing up

once and for all.

I'm gonna ride over and talk with Judge Garth.

Maybe he can help us find a way out-- a sensible way out--

that'll satisfy all of us, everyone.

I don't know what he can do.

But whatever it is, it's gonna take time.

Are you tellin' us to work or get out?

No, I'm not telling you that.

I'm just asking you to try to work things out here

while I talk to the Judge.

All right.

We'll go back to work.

But only after I've inspected that shaft.

And if it ain't safe,

you're gonna need some deputies

to try to move us off this property, Sheriff.

Because we're not workin', and we're not leavin'.

We're gonna sit here until some justice is done.

All right, Ryker. You go ahead.

Do whatever you want to, talk to your friend Judge Garth,

for all the good it'll do you.

But what I got here

I'm gonna handle any way I have to.

Sam?

It doesn't have to be this way.

What other way is there?

We could leave. There are other jobs, other mines.

You never bargained for this, did you?

Well, neither did I.

I know it's not the kind of life we dreamed about.

Sometimes I wish we could go back to the beginning

and make everything right.

We can't go back.

So we have to make things right...

here and now.

These are our people, Nora--good people.

We can't just walk away from them.

I know.

Well, I--

I heard you were having trouble out there,

but I didn't realize it was getting out of hand.

Yeah. About the only thing I can do

is to do what I have to under the law--

that's to keep the peace and protect the mine.

From what?

Those miners are pretty well stirred up, Judge.

There's a fella named Claypool.

He seems to be their ringleader.

Truth is, I'm kind of on his side.

Well...

I suppose I could try to get a court order

closing it down until conditions are investigated.

But that'd be almost as bad

as their being thrown out of work by Calder.

Those miners have to eat. What's the matter with him?

I don't know. He goes strictly by the book.

It's hard to think much of the man, Judge.

He won't go out on a limb when human lives are at stake.

He could fix that shaft

if he weren't afraid to stand up to the owners.

I was hoping maybe you could get in touch with them,

let 'em know how things really are down there.

First, maybe I'd better take a look for myself.

I'll ride out there today.

Good.

I'm sorry to involve you in this thing, Judge.

Well, sometimes you've got to get involved, Emmett.

Good morning, Betsy.Morning.

You're out kind of early this morning.

Take care of my horse, will you?

All right.

She's been actin' kind of skittish lately.

That's not like Betsy.

Why don't you have a talk with her?

Me? What am I gonna say to her?

Well, you could tell her.

Tell her what?

Tell her she's gettin' skittish.

You tell her.

I don't know how to talk to her like that.

Morning.Morning.

Betsy.

Yes, Daddy?

Well, that's better. Where have you been?

Riding.Oh.

You must've worked up quite an appetite.

No, I'm not very hungry.

Daddy?

Do you know what I'd like to do? What?

I'd like to go into Medicine Bow

and buy about five new dresses.

Five?Five.

All right.

Maybe that'll set your eyes shining again

and turn the corners of your mouth up instead of down.

They're up now.

Judge.

You wanted to see me about that new breeding stock?

No, that'll keep. Right now, have Randy hitch up the buggy.

I saw Ryker. Is there some trouble?

Afraid so, at the mine.

Anything I can do?

I don't even know what I can do.

[ knock on door ] Betsy?

Come in, Daddy.

Would you button up the back for me, please?

Betsy, maybe we'd better put off

buying those dresses this afternoon.

I've got some business down at the mine.

Something's happening, isn't it?

Why do you say that?

Something's happening, and I have to be kept away.

Well, it just might not be pleasant for you down there, that's all.

Daddy, sometimes I think you protect me too much.

Well, that's my job, isn't it--to protect you?

But I'm not a little girl anymore.

Oh, no, you're a downright old lady.

But you must remember-- I'm a father,

and fathers tend to be narrow-minded.

Maybe they do, but you're not narrow-minded.

Oh, yes, I am. It's one of the things

you can't avoid when you have children.

I think you're one of the most open-minded men I ever knew.

All right. You can come along,

just to see you're not missing anything.

Betsy.

I know you must feel cooped up here at Shiloh,

but there are other places you can go--

trips, things to see.

Daddy, I love Shiloh.

I don't ever want to leave.

Well, I'll be.

Daddy, could you wait a while

while I fix some breakfast?

You said you weren't hungry.

I--I changed my mind.

It's hot!

BETSY: Of course it's hot.

And there's boric acid in there, too,

so put your feet in.

There. Now I'll start your eggs.

What made you change your mind?

There weren't as many nuts and berries out there

as I thought.

Who is he? What's his name?

I don't know.

I found on the river trail, walkin' barefoot.

Why was he doin' that?

Well, his boots looked like they'd seen better days.

Doesn't he have a horse?

Not that I know of.

Tell you the truth, he didn't say much.

Said he'd like to do a few chores for a meal.

Seemed like a nice enough fella.

I figured you wouldn't mind.

Looked to me like he could use more than a meal.

Where was he goin', anyway?

Nowhere, I guess.

There's no such place.

Here, try these. They're a pair of my father's.

I don't want to take your father's boots.

Oh, it isn't charity. It's a trade.

Here.

I'll take these.

Yeah, but those are just about gone.

Guess so. I'll tell you what--

we'll make a fair trade.

I'll just give you one.

One boot's no good.

[ both laugh ]

Thank you.

I wasn't gonna get very far on those.

I know.

And, uh, thank you for the breakfast. It was delicious.

If you're still hungry, I'll fix you some more.

No, thanks.

Well, I don't want to force you or anything.

Well, as a matter of fact,

I would like some more coffee.

Well, are you being taken care of?

Yes, sir.

My name is Garth.

You've met my daughter Betsy.

My name's David Henderson.

Sit down, Mr. Henderson.

Nice to have you at chow.

I appreciate your hospitality.

Your daughter's an excellent cook.

Oh, yes, she is.

She offered to loan me these boots of yours.

I hope you don't mind.

Oh, no. Not at all.

You going to stay in Medicine Bow,

or are you just passing through?

Just passing through.

If you'd like to stop off here at Shiloh,

we can use an extra hand.

The foreman says you're a good worker.

Well, thank you. I think I'll go on.

Well...

I have some business to take care of,

and then I'm going into town.

I'll be glad to give you a lift, if you like.

Thank you. I'd appreciate that.

Very good.

Um, how do you live?

I mean, you've got to work, don't you?

So, what's wrong with Shiloh?

Nothing.

It isn't easy for a man to get along out here

without doing anything.

I know that.

Do you have someplace else to go?No.

Well, then, what's wrong--

Your father must be waiting for us.

I'm sorry, Dora.

It doesn't look too good.

I'll try again, but--

Oh, my God.

There must be something we can do.

Whatever happens to Sam in that shaft,

we're gonna hold you to account for it.

Mr. Calder, I'm Henry Garth.

I know who you are. What do you want?

What's goin' on up there?

We had a little accident.

It's Claypool-- he's trapped in the mine.

Alive?

More or less.

I understand this isn't the first time

you've had an accident.

Well, we put in new timber.

Claypool went in on his own,

said he wanted to inspect it.

Got his family up there?

Yeah, his wife.

You know, this isn't really any of your business, Judge.

What are you doin' about Claypool?

Pine and some of the others are tryin' to get him out of there.

Betsy, you wait here. Henderson--

He's gone up to the shaft.

Henderson!

Henderson!

You can't go down there.

I know something about mines.

If anybody else goes in there,

there could be another cave-in.

Is he alone?Yeah.

Then what have you got to lose by my going in?

What do you think you can do?

Please, mister.

If there's any chance...

The man may be dying.

I was a minister. I've got to try and help him.

I'm going in.

I'll go with you.

[ rumbling ]

It's up ahead.

Just take it real easy.

[ creaking ]

[ groaning ]

Claypool, can you hear me?

Can you hear me?Yeah.

Yeah, I hear.

How bad is it?

It ain't fair.What?

It ain't fair for me to die this way.

They need me.

It ain't gonna hold much longer.

We'll get you out of here.

Why are you doing this?

Because I don't think it's fair for you to die, either--

not this way, not in a mine.

Who are you, anyway?

My name's Henderson.

The people out there--

If my death means anything...

to my wife and child, to the others--

Pine, make it mean something.

Don't let it be for nothing.

One by one-- they're all gonna end up

being killed in this mine

unless somebody does something about it.

All right, Pine, pull him out.

[ coughing ]

Sam? Sam?

Sam! Sam?

He's dead.

[ crying ] Ohh!

Oh, dear God!

Sam, no!

No, no, no, no!

Are you all right?

My leg.

What about him?

Heavenly Father,

accept the soul of this man, we pray you,

and bring him to eternal rest.

Amen.

How do you feel?

All right.

The doctor says it'll be a while

before you get up and around.

I haven't got a while. I've got to get going.

Where?

Uh...no more soup, please.

You're a very stubborn man.

I thought I was exasperating.

Look, if you try to get out of that chair,

you're gonna fall flat on your face,

and I'm not going to pick you up.

Would you like to try it?

Not right now.

That's better.

Um, what you did at the mine this afternoon--

a very foolish thing,

but it was wonderful, too.

I guess you think you know a lot about me

that you didn't know before.

Not a lot, but a little more.

Maybe you don't know what you think you do.

[ knock on door ]Come in.

Well, how are you?Fine.

He's not eating, though.

Maybe he ought to try something more substantial.

Well, do you feel well enough to talk?

To listen, anyway.

Ah.

Well, I've been listening

to some of the miners, Reverend Henderson.

Is that what I call you?No.

What, then? David?Fine.

You made quite an impression on the miners,

especially that man Pine.

There's no reason for--

You're a stranger, and you risked your life for one of them.

I tried to make the man's death easier, that's all.

Pine looked up to Claypool.

Respected him. They all did.

Now I suppose they'll be looking for a new champion.

I'm not sure I follow you.

The situation at the mine is explosive--

it's been that way for weeks.

Wages, working conditions, safety precautions.

The miners are complaining about all of them,

and I think they've got a right to.

Oh, I think a peaceful agreement

can be worked out.

I'm trying to get in touch with the mine owners

to arrange a meeting.

What about Calder?

Well...

I don't think Calder

represented the miners' grievances fairly, or even tried to.

I think he's afraid if he admits there's trouble,

it'll reflect on his ability to run the mine.

No matter what the situation is,

you're gonna be working on it.

Oh, yes.

And while the sheriff and I are trying to work things out,

the miners are gonna need some guidance,

some leadership.

I think there's something you should understand about me.

I'm just passing through here, that's all.

I don't intend to meddle in anything,

because I learned a long time ago I'm not a good meddler.

I did what I did at the mine because I had to do it.

I see.

Judge Garth?

It isn't that I'm not concerned.

It's only that everything I've ever touched

had turned out badly.

Now, that isn't self-pity. It's the honest truth.

My father died in a mine,

not much different from that one.

I was raised in a mining town.

My father wanted one thing, and that was to get me out of there.

And he did.

He wasn't sure what I should do,

but it really didn't matter.

Just as long as I didn't grow up

with coal dirt on my skin so thick that soap couldn't wash it off.

He wanted me to have a profession

where my hands would be clean.

Any profession.

The ministry?

How's he doing?Sleeping.

What's that you're knitting?

A horse blanket?

Heh. I can knit, Daddy,

as well as any other young lady.

Around here, anyway.

And you are a young lady at that.

Thank you, sir.

A very contented one...

all of a sudden.

I guess it's because I have something to do

and someone to look after.

Well, you can look after me.

But you won't let me. Not enough.

Does he let you?

Right now he doesn't have any choice.

That's important to you, isn't it?

Someone to look after.

I guess so.

I'm afraid I'm not the kind of a woman

that's gonna blaze any trails

or move any mountains, Daddy.

I really don't want much--

just you and Shiloh and...

and someone to look after.

Just, uh...

how much do you know about your patient?

He doesn't say very much,

but under that reluctant exterior,

he's the kind of a man that...

That...

Well, before he came here,

I found him down at the river,

in his bare feet and hungry.

And I offered him help, but he wouldn't accept it.

You didn't tell me you met before.

I wanted time to puzzle him out.

And did you?

Well, I learned that he's the kind of a man

that would risk his life to help somebody.

What about the fact that he was a minister?

Why does that matter?

It matters when a man is running away from something.

Doesn't make any difference to me

what he's running away from.

If a man is running away from anything...

he's hard man to look after.

Come on, Randy. What's taking you so long?

What's the matter with her? With who?

Betsy.

Looks all right to me from down here.

She's not ridin' anymore, you notice?

She doesn't hang around the corral like she used to,

minding everybody else's business and all that stuff.

Well, she's being a nurse, that's all.

Is that all?

What are you goin' on about?

I think she's mooning over that fella. That's what I think.

Over him?

She wouldn't be mooning over him.

She's just being helpful, that's all.

You know Betsy-- she likes being helpful.

Why not him?

Because he's a stray, a wanderer, that's why.

You know, Tramp, I been thinkin'--

Betsy's gettin' older.

What's that supposed to mean?

Nothin'.

Just gettin' older, that's all.

[ clears throat ] Randy...

why don't you talk to her?

Talk to her?

Yeah. You two like horses, you know.

You talk to her.

I don't know if I can, Trampas.

This ain't about horses.

I want to thank you, Betsy. For what?

For not asking a lot of questions.

Oh, I admit, I have a few.

But I try the best I can not to be curious.

Well, it isn't because I don't want to talk to you.

You've got me used to that.

Good morning.

Good morning.Good morning.

Oh, please, don't get up on my account.

How are you, Mr. Pine?

How's the leg?

Fine, thank you.

I apologize for barging in like this.

But we'd like very much to talk to you.

Certainly.

Um, excuse me. I'll make some tea.

Oh, no. There's no need for that.

There's nothing we're gonna say to Mr. Henderson

that you shouldn't hear.

Besides, with that pretty dress on,

you make me feel very nice--

as if I've come callin'. Heh!

Won't you sit down, Mrs. Claypool?

Thank you.

Mr. Henderson, I wanted to tell you--

In fact, both Mr. Pine and I wanted to tell you--

what it's meant to us what you did,

trying to save my husband down in the mine.

Oh, Mrs. Claypool. I--

Let me finish.

You see, it isn't only that Sam was my husband.

He was also one of the miners,

one of many.

And we all sort of forgot that...

anybody could care that much what happens to us.

Mrs. Claypool, there are others who care deeply about the miners.

Judge Garth is one.

Well, we all hope so.

Excuse me, Miss Garth.

But we don't know about that.

Not like we know about you.

You actually came down and did something.

The fact is, Mr. Henderson,

that we'd like you to come out and talk to the men.

Nobody knows what to do now, and--

well, I know they'd listen to anything you had to say.

I don't think it's right for me to get involved.

I guess you are involved already.

You remember-- Sam asked me to see

that he didn't die for nothin'.

The fact is, I'm not the man he was.

I feel the same, but...

I can't seem to find the right words.

Mr. Henderson...

we need someone who will speak for us.

Judge Garth-- he means well,

but he's in the middle. He almost has to be.

So does the sheriff.

We need someone who's with us.

I'm sorry. I--

I'm sure Mr. Henderson has very good reasons for hesitating.

Yes, thank you. I do.

Would you just promise us

that you'd think about it-- nothing more?

Yes, of course I will.

Thank you.

Uh...

Mister Henderson, Sam used to be a believing man.

I was wondering if he still was when he died.

Yes, I think so.

Oh.

Well, I'm so grateful for that.

Excuse me. I didn't intend to get emotional.

I do know how to pay a proper call.

I used to, anyway.

You see, Sam wasn't always a miner.

He was a man of much higher ambitions.

It just...never seemed to come to very much.

Well, Mrs. Claypool, that happens to a lot of us.

Our ambitions sometimes just don't come to much.

You're an honest man, Mr. Henderson.

You must've been a fine minister.

Well, good-bye.

Thank you very much.Good-bye.

[ knock on door ]

Come in.

Hello.

May I speak with you a minute, Judge?

Of course. Come in.

How's the leg?

It's coming along, thank you.

Sit down, put it up.

When I first came here, you asked me where I was going,

and I said I was just passing through.

I guess I've been doing that for a long time now--

looking for something.

Now you think you've found it, eh?

I--I don't know.

Mrs. Claypool and Pine came to see me.

You were right. They want me to help them.

Oh. You're going to?

I'm not sure.

But I want you to know that I haven't forgotten our conversation.

Have you heard from the owners?

No, not yet. But I'm confident

there'll still be time for us to sit down

and discuss the miners' grievances openly.

I've been thinking about that, Judge.

These men don't want discussions weeks, maybe months from now.

They need hope-- something specific to hang onto today.

Go on.

In the east, the miners are joining together

and refusing to work until their rights are established.

A strike. Mm-hmm.

It could come to that.

Aren't you moving awfully fast?

You know there'll be trouble,

people will be hurt.

And in the end, nothing will be accomplished.

I'm trying to explore the legal processes first.

Oh, it's slower, but...

longer-lasting.

Do you think I'm making the wrong decision?

I think you're a man who's looking for purpose in his life.

And that's fine...

so long as it isn't at the expense

of other people.

Good morning.Good morning.

I thought you might like to take a ride.

Oh, I'm so glad you thought of me.

I remember when we used to ride a lot.

Yeah, talking about all the problems of the world.

Yeah. Guess we didn't solve 'em all, did we?

No, not all of 'em.

Well, I wanted to talk to you.

I thought you might have more time for riding now that he's gone.

Who's gone?

Didn't you know?

Excuse me, Randy.

Daddy, did you know that he left?

Yes, I do.

Did you send him away?

Why would I do that?Because of me.

Did you send him away because of me?

I didn't know he was gone till this morning.

[ crying ]

We should've talked more about this. I--

But I love him! Didn't anybody ever stop to think about that?

[ knock on door ]

JUDGE: Betsy?

Yes, Daddy.

May I come in?

Of course.

I'm sorry about before, but...

I meant what I said.

I do love him.

Do you think it's a mistake to?

A mistake to love?

Oh, Daddy. You're trying to make everything

sound so general, so impersonal.

But I love him-- David Henderson.

And I love him in a very special way.

But he's not sure what he's doing with his own life.

You can't expect him to think about yours.

Be he does think of me-- I know that.

Did he tell you that?

No, he didn't have to.

I know him.

Daddy, he's the only one I'd leave you for.

I'd follow him anywhere if he'd let me.

But he didn't let you.

I'm glad he didn't.

Good morning, Mrs. Claypool.

So you did come.

Excuse my appearance. I'm doing washing.

Lots of washing.

How are things going?

Going?

Things were over for me when Sam died.

Nothing's changed for the others.

Judge Garth asked Mr. Calder

to shut down number 7

until he could get in touch with the owners, but--

What are you doing here?

I came to see Mrs. Claypool.

Yeah, well, whatever she's telling you

she's got no complaints. I'm letting her stay on.

Seems to be there ought to be more to it than that.

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

I'm in charge of running a mine

and getting ore out of the ground.

You got no business here.

Why don't you go and preach, or whatever it is you do?

But don't get involved in something you don't know anything about.

He's a liar.

He knows it, and we know it.

He promised Judge Garth he was gonna close that shaft.

But you're still working it?

We're cleanin' it out.

Same thing, isn't it?

It could still be dangerous. I know.

Then why are you still working in it?

We got no choice, Mr. Henderson.

If we don't work, we don't get paid.

More than that, Calder says he's gonna throw us out,

lock, stock, and barrel.

Women, kids, everything.

What else can we do.

Have you tried talking to Judge Garth?

Judge Garth was brought into this by the sheriff.

The sheriff's job...

is to protect the company property.

If things came to a showdown,

you'd see those are the facts.

Judge Garth is a just man.

Is he?

With all this dirt in my eyes,

it's hard to see a just man.

Hello.

Hello.

I--I thought you'd gone.

I've been at the mine.

I came up here to do some thinking. I hope you don't mind.

Why should I?

As a matter of fact, I was thinking of you.

There are some things I should've told you.

You don't have to tell me anything.

Yes, I do.

The first thing is, I want to thank you for helping me,

for teaching me how to accept help.

You're very gentle.

Am I?

You should be angry with me for...

not telling you things I should have...

for the way that I've treated you.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that.

I'm glad you did.

Look, I want you to know now that...

no matter how I feel, I can't get involved with anyone personally.

Why?

Betsy, everyone I've ever been close to has suffered from it.

I don't believe that.

Well, it's the truth.

I wasn't a very good minister.

I wanted to be.

I wanted to follow God's way so I could help other people,

but I couldn't figure out his ways.

Can anybody?

I think so...

if they're honest enough.

I wasn't.

Betsy, there was a girl.

We were in love, and we were gonna get married.

We were both very young.

I was a shiny new minister,

and she came from a fine family.

And for her sake, I sat in nice parlors,

talked politely, drank tea from china cups.

And it wasn't enough.

I wanted to go back to the town

where my father worked in the mines,

where they didn't have nice parlors and china cups.

And where God wasn't as easy to find

as he is on Sunday in church,

with plush velvet cushions.

But I didn't do anything about it.

My father died in a mine cave-in,

the way Claypool did.

And I wasn't there.

I was saying nice, polite things

to nice, polite people at a church bazaar.

But it wasn't your fault.

Betsy, just hear me out, please.

This is the first time I've ever talked about it.

I left the girl.

I went back to the town where I wanted to be.

Well, she followed me to that dirty little mining town...

and she got sick.

There weren't adequate medical facilities.

She died.

And it was my fault.

I didn't doubt God, I doubted me.

I doubted my capacity to lead other people.

Betsy, the only two people I've ever been responsible for

died trying to help me.

Did you ever think that maybe they were willing to die for you?

Anyway, that's what I wanted you to know--

why I can't love you.

But you do love me.

You do love me.

I can't.

I love you.

That's why I can understand the past better than you can.

I'd die for you, too.

Betsy, I'm finally doing something again.

Not as a minister, not as a man of God.

Just as a man working for other men.

Tell your father it's got to be done.

What is this?

I want to talk to you, Calder.

About what?Your men.

The men can speak for themselves.

He's speaking for us.

The men have decided not to work in that mine shaft.

Then they can start packing.

And they're not going to leave.

You don't know what you're dealing with, mister.

We want you to send a wire to the mine owners.

Ask them to have a meeting.

Ask them to answer Judge Garth's letters.

Tell them what's going on.

Nothing's going on.

This is a mine. Those men are miners.

Nobody's saying the work's easy.

Nobody's saying we ain't got problems.

But if they don't like it,

nobody's making them stay.

The men are being reasonable, Calder.

Why can't you be?

I'll tell you what's reasonable.

You get off this property.

This is mining property,

and I want you off.

We don't want any guns.

You're gonna need guns if you're not gone by morning...

and those men aren't working.

We can't do this by ourselves.

We'll have to stick it out.

A court order?You heard me.

We're within our legal rights

to have those miners evicted.

Go get yourself some deputies, if you have to--

enough to do the job,

and to provide protection for the new men I'm hiring.

New--

Where are these new men?

On their way, Sheriff. They're on their way.

Why don't we ride up to Shiloh

and talk this over with Judge Garth?

Talking's over.

You got no stomach for the job,

that's too bad.

You're gonna have to do it whether you like to or not.

All right, you men.

Assemble over here. I'll see you get up to the mine.

Are those the men we're supposed to protect?

Looks like someone else is gonna need some protection.

I have an order here

saying I'm to protect your men at the mine.

There's a wagon over there, waiting for you.

First, I want your firearms.

What are you doing, Sheriff?

You mean, what do I want to do, or what am I gonna do?

I'm going to uphold the law.

So hand over your weapons.

All right, let him have your guns.

You men can load up on the wagon over there.

Mrs. Claypool, get all the women and children out of here.

Get them down inside the houses and keep them there.

I'm sorry, Judge.

We're staying here. We have to.

This belongs to all of us.

Well, at least get them up the hill.

There may be trouble here.

Betsy, you stay with them.

Hello, Judge.Henderson.

Calder's on his way up here with a wagonload of men.

He's got the legal papers to back it up,

and the sheriff to protect him.

Now, what are you gonna do?

Stand.

You're gonna be ordered to move.

We're gonna stand.

Listen, you men go back to your families.

I'll talk to Calder. Maybe we can work things out.

Pine?

We've gone this far.

I think we ought to go the rest of the way.

There isn't any rest of the way!

I want to talk to you.

Now, listen...

you started all this.

You know you'll have to answer for the consequences.

You want these men to move out with their families and lose their jobs?

Listen to me. What do you think is gonna happen

when that wagon rolls over the hill?

You ever watched a handful of men

trying to keep two mobs apart?

You're supposed to be a man of God.

Now, I'm asking you, as a man of God--

tell those men to break it up.

PINE: Here they come!

[ overlapping chatter ]

Pine, you agreed we'd do this peacefully.

We've got a right to protect ourselves.

All right, you miners, listen to me!

Put down your weapons!

I said, put 'em down!

I demand that my men be allowed to enter that mine.

I want everyone to stay exactly where they are, Calder!

I'm gonna tell you this because I have to,

for your own safety.

Put those things down, or nobody can help you!

Who's side are you on, Sheriff?

EMMETT: Wait! Wait a minute!

[ all shouting ]

Hold it! Hold it!

Hold it!

Hold it! Hold it!

Hold it!

Stop it! Put down your weapons!

Listen to me!

Wait a minute! Hold it, hold it!

All right, stop it! Wait a minute!

Hold it! Hold it!

[ gunshot ]

[ gunshot ]

Hold it!

All of you!

Listen to me!

I came in here because I believe what you believed in--

your rights and your dignity as human beings.

I thought I could stand up with you for those rights no matter what.

But I was wrong.

I can't stand up with you this way.

I can't condone it.

I know that what we believe in is right.

But I know, too, the taste of it will be bitter

if it has to be done this way.

These men that Calder brought in--

they're not gonna replace your jobs! They're not miners!

I ask you to walk away from this with me.

Pack your belongings and walk away

and give Judge Garth time to do what he has to do.

I want to thank you gentlemen for your cooperation.

I think we're finally moving forward.

Thank you, Judge.

Good afternoon, Pine.

Thank you, Sheriff.

Well, I think we accomplished something today.

Yeah, we did. They have a lot to learn, though.

Yeah, so have we all.

I don't think they're gonna need me from now on.

That fella Pine-- he's a pretty good man.

Ready, Henderson?Ready.

I'm glad the situation is improving.

Yeah, there's just one problem.

In speaking for the miners,

you want heaven and earth right here and now.

Perhaps if we ask for it now,

they'll get it tomorrow.

Well, justice sometimes moves slowly.

That's why sometimes it needs to be pushed.

Yeah.

About your future plans,

your personal plans...

Yes, sir?

You'll do me a favor if you move slowly, too.

More coffee?

No, thank you.

I'll take your cup.

I've been doing other things

besides sitting in on negotiations.

Have you?

The other day at the mine, I christened a baby.

Betsy, for the first time in a long time,

I know what I want, I know what I am.

I'm glad.

I've, uh...

written a letter to my superiors,

asking them to find a church somewhere near Shiloh.

A small, decent town,

suitable for a young minister and his wife.

I'm waiting for an answer.

Betsy, I'm waiting for your answer, too.

Are you sure that's what you want?

I want you.

No, I mean, the nice little town

with teacups and plush, velvet cushions?

I want you.

I don't want you to choose anything

or settle anyplace for me.

It isn't for you.

It's because I love you so much,

I believe I can do whatever I have to do anywhere.

What if there isn't any church near Shiloh?

What if they want you back at the place where you started again?

Will you accept it?

If you will.

Oh, don't you see? I don't care where it is.

I don't need Shiloh, not anymore.

Or teacups or--

I'd follow you anywhere,

so long as you know where we're going.

Pennsylvania? Long way from Shiloh.

I know that.

But they need a minister, do they?

They do.

Then you are a minister.

Yes, I'm a minister.

You know, it's ridiculous for a man to say to another man,

"Be good to her."

She knows you will be.

And I raised her, so I must accept her judgment, but--

Be good to her.

I will.

I've got something for you that...

I kind of waited to give to you till we were alone.

It's not much, but I made it myself.

It's supposed to be your horse.

Oh, it is him.

Thank you, Randy.

Well, I thought that way maybe...

you could take him with you.

I'm taking a lot with me, Randy.

[ laughing ]

Hope you don't expect us to say good-bye,

because we're not gonna do it.

I don't expect you to.

We're not gonna say good-bye, 'cause you'll be back.

You'll be back, maybe with a bunch of kids we can teach to ride and--

Betsy, I forgot to tell you--

Trampas can't come to your wedding.

You can't?

He blubbers like a baby at weddings.

Oh, Trampas.

Well, I'm going to be there.

A team of horses couldn't keep me away.

Me, neither.

Me, neither.

[ guitar playing ]

RANDY: ♪ Wonderin', wanderin'

♪ Wanderin', wonderin'

♪ Wonderin' will I

♪ Ever see my home again

♪ Will sorrow and strife

♪ Be the story of my life?

♪ Will my guitar

♪ Always be my only friend?

♪ It wasn't very long

♪ Very long ago

♪ It wasn't long ago

♪ My mama said

♪ Son, with every mile you go ♪

♪ Your wanderlust will grow

♪ For the grass, it always ♪

♪ Looks greener up ahead

♪ Now. I've seen towns

♪ Where I've wanted to settle down ♪

♪ I've been thankful for the road ♪

♪ That led me in

♪ But the road ends today

♪ Tomorrow leads the way

♪ And that road keeps callin' me ♪

♪ Back again

♪ Wonderin'

♪ Wanderin', wonderin'

♪ Wonderin' will I

♪ Ever see my home again

♪ Will sorrow and strife

♪ Be the story of my life?

♪ Will my guitar

♪ Always be my only friend?

[ song ends ]

Beautiful.

What can I say?

Just beautiful.

I hope you didn't mind my having it this way, Daddy, but...

I didn't want a lot of people and music.

I just wanted us.

Would I be sentimental if I said you--

you look just like your mother did

in her wedding dress?

You make me feel proud, Daddy.

You always have.

I'm not sure I want you to go.

Oh, I know I brought you up

to be independent and all that,

and not to rely on me.

Well, I warned you.

I'm becoming a narrow old man, and--

I'm not sure I want you to go.

Yes, you do, Daddy.

Oh, yes, you do.

Here. Let me give you a hand with that.

Thanks.

Don't know why you're so nervous.

People get married every day.

Commonest thing in the world.

Right, David. Nothin' to it.

Yeah, so long as it's happening to the other fella

and not to you, right?

Put this on.

As bridegrooms go, I'd say you'll be all right.

I appreciate all of you keeping me company.

I'd hate to be alone at a time like this.

Just want to make sure you're not gonna back out

at the last minute.I won't.

We'd better go, or Betsy's gonna back out.

Did you ever talk to Betsy?

No.

Did you?

No.

You know something? I'm glad we didn't.

JUDGE: And will you, Betsy,

take this man David

to be your lawful wedded husband--

to live together after God's ordinance...

in the holiest state of matrimony?

Will you love, honor,

trust, and serve him

in sickness and in health--

be true and loyal to him

as long as you both shall live?

I will.

What token do you give in commemoration of these vows?

Repeat after me.

This ring I give thee in token and pledge...

This ring I give thee in token and in pledge...

Of my constant faith

and abiding love.

Of my constant faith and abiding love.

The Lord bless you and keep you.

The Lord make his face to shine upon you...

and be gracious unto you.

The Lord lift up his countenance upon you...

and give you peace.

And now, by the authority vested in me

by the territory of Wyoming,

I pronounce you...

man and wife.

David, you may kiss the bride.

[ cheering ]

Get in!

We all ready?

Come on, let's go! Come on!

Come on! Hyah!

Whoo-hoo!

Yoo-hoo!

[ theme music playing ]