All language subtitles for S05E18 - Requiem for a Country Doctor

[ theme music playing ]

♪♪

[ rings ]

Let me have
a beer, please.

Make it two.

No, these are mine.

Courtesy of the town.

Thanks.

You, uh...
just passin' through?

Any special reason
for asking?

No, we just like to
know where we stand
with strangers.

Yeah, I'm just
passin' through.

I'm lookin'
for a friend of mine.
Maybe you've seen him.

Mister, all cowboys
got one face

after ten years on
this side of the bar.

What's his name?
I'll keep an eye out.

Grainger.
Stacy Grainger.

You enjoy your beer, huh?

What was that all about?

A couple of
glasses, Tom.

Forget the beer.
He'll drink my stuff.

It's a little early.

I don't share
this good stuff
with just anybody.

Come on over.

Sit down.

Here's to you.

Give me a man who
knows how to savor
a good liquor.

Heh. Well,
what are we celebrating?

We're not.

Then what are we doing?

Heh.

Your friend--

How do you say
something like this?

Something like what?

Your friend...

got in a game
the other night.

He was a loser.

It happens.
Where is he?

Afterward,
there was some trouble.

Where is he?

Jail.

Thanks for the whiskey.

I'd take it easy
if I were you.

Think there may
be trouble?

I think it's trouble
when you get up
in the morning.

♪♪

Well, that's what
he said, all right--

that he was a friend
of Grainger's.

Thought you'd
want to know.

You thought right.

Sheriff, are you holding
Stacy Grainger?

Say who you are.

I work for
his grandfather.

Business here?

We have our cattle consigned
to the mines for the winter.

We came down
to close the deal.

I'm holding him.

What did he do?Shot a man dead.

What, a gunfight?

Robbery.

That's hard to believe.

Mister, we just buried

one of the finest men
who ever lived--

a doctor here,
the only one in miles.

I don't know how many
broken arms he set,
babies he delivered.

Hard to believe he's dead?
You bet it is.

But it happened.

How?

Well, I'd say
the doctor was reluctant

to share his wallet with
a fella he'd just met.

Stacy wouldn't kill
anyone for money.

He was cleaned out
in a poker game.

Everybody in the saloon
swore it didn't set good.

He even had words
with the doctor

for just lookin'
over his shoulder.

You enjoy anyone
watchin' you lose?

Then he went to
the hotel for a room.

They don't give on credit,
no matter who you are.

So, he got a little
hotter over that.

He rode out of town.
It was raining hard.

He was wet and cold.

He saw Doc Marsh
on the road, stopped him.

Any witnesses?

Two men who caught him
afterwards.

Can I see him?

Leave your gun.

You don't look so good.

I've had reason
to feel better.

You make your deals
at the mine?

Good.

I'm glad you're here.

Stacy, what's this
all about?

I was riding out
to meet you.
I heard a shot,

and found a man
on the ground.

A couple of other men
came by and pulled me in.

Anything else?

As I rode up,

I heard someone
running away.

I fired a shot
to stop him.

You should've
hit him, son.

You should've
hit him.

I wasn't trying
to hit him.

Anyway, it was too dark.

Not too dark
to recognize a man
with some money.

I don't have
his money.

Figure
he threw it away

when he heard
someone comin'.

Did you find it?No.

It was pretty wet
up there after the rain.

Dried up by now,
I expect. We'll find it.

Everybody in the saloon
heard the doctor

talk about
making collections
for that orphanage.

Anybody could've
followed him.

You got five minutes.

Well, Stacy,
I don't know what
this is all about,

but I'm gonna find out.
All I need is
a little time.

That's the rub.

Your friend here
just don't have
all that much time.

Who's this?

Name's Randall.

Not much company,
but he's the best
they could find.

Randall.

Randall--
I've heard that name.

That gallows outside
for you?

They're shipping me out
to the penitentiary

as soon as the federal
marshal shows up.

Claimed I robbed a bank.

No, sir. That gallows
out there is for him.

What about a trial?

It's a nervous town.
Nervous sheriff.

He's been tried.
Tried, convicted,
and sentenced.

The party's tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

Just before dawn,
when the streets are empty.

Sheriff says a man
has the right to die
in private.

Well...

don't worry
about it, Stacy.
I'll get you out.

And if you don't?

Are you plannin'
to stay around?

I'll be around.

I got all
I can handle here.

Don't want
any more trouble.

You want to check
and see how I'm fixing
this trap, Sheriff?

Later, Ed.

It's gotta be
just right.

Very tricky thing.

You don't waste
any time, do you?

Can't afford to.Delay it.

Can't do that.

Can't or won't?

Your choice.

Where do I find
the judge?
No judge.

Well, who sentenced him?

Justice of the Peace.

What are you talkin' about?
This was a murder trial.

He's duly authorized.

Where do I find him?

Well, probably
in his office.

If he hasn't left
for some fishing.

Down on the corner.

He's also the mayor.

♪♪

That fella that
just left here--

you really figure
he's gonna help you?

He'll be workin' on it.

That's what friends
are for, I guess.

But don't count on him
doing you any good.

I know towns
like this--scared.

Hey, you want
to play some cards?
Helps pass the time.

I'm not that anxious
to see the time pass.

Sorry.

♪♪

You know...
I bought this rod

from a man who's
supposed to know
how to make them.

"Take your time," I said.
"Do a good job.

"Give it feel," I said.

Frankly, it doesn't
compare with this old
piece of bamboo

I've been using
for 20 years.

Well, that happens.

It wouldn't bother me
so much by itself,

but this was
good enough for me

when I couldn't afford
anything better.

Now that I can afford
the best,

I still can't get
what I want.

Do you think there's
a lesson there someplace?

Money can't solve
every problem.

Ask a fish.

Well...
what's your problem?

Sit down,
tell me about it.

Thanks.

Well?

I'm a friend
of Stacy Grainger's.

I see.

Stacy didn't kill
that doctor.

How do you know that?

How do you know one pole
would catch more fish
than another?

That's a matter of feel.

This is an entirely
different situation.

Tell me, how come
you didn't wait for
the circuit court judge?

Takes time.
We're out of the way.

We have to do
the best we can.

Why the rush?

Why? This town
is growing,

bursting
at the seams.

Miners, cattle,
and freighters.

Easy money, easy virtue.

Oh, it's an old song,
I know.

But when
the disease strikes,

when the epidemic comes,

under these conditions,
it must be dealt with--

speedily and efficiently.

And fairly?

We were fair.
You can believe that.

You've made a mistake.

Heh. Your friend
made the mistake.

He didn't kill just
some no-account tough.

That would've been
bad enough.

No. He killed
Dr. John Marsh,

probably the best loved
man in this town.

Well, look...
I need some time

to get Stacy's
grandfather down here.

Sad trip for
a family to make.

All I'm asking you to do
is delay the hanging.

On what evidence?

Stacy didn't kill
that man.

I said, what evidence?

He told me so.

That isn't enough.

It's all I've got.

Oh, Lord. Man,
what do you think we are?

We had a trial.
It may not be up to
your standards--

or mine, either,
for that matter--

but it's
all the law we have,
and it'll have to do.

And I cannot and will not
tamper with it.

To do that would bring
everything down on our heads.

Well, you say
that doctor was murdered.

All right, I realize
the killer has to be caught

and brought to trial.

As far as I'm concerned,
you haven't done that yet.

So I guess someone else
will have to. Excuse me.

♪♪

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Look, this is important.

They all are, or else
they'd have written a letter.

This fella wired
his grandfather already.

Was there any answer?

Not yet.

How long does it take to
get a message up there?

Oh, well, our problem
is them lines.

You see, I send
from here to Mason.

Now, a rider takes it
overland to Junction Forks.

And they wire it on
from there.

How long does that take?

Hmm, can't hardly tell.

Two days, maybe three.

That's the time it takes
a man on horseback.

Well, maybe sooner.
It's hard to say.

You suppose
you could tell me where
the late Dr. Marsh lived?

Oh, north of town.
Ranch house.

Big corral out in front.
You can't miss it.

Thanks.

Here, you got
some change co--

You got some cha--

♪♪

[ children laughing
and chattering ]

Ha! Ha ha ha!

Oh, children, please.
Come on.

Hello.Hello.

You certainly have
your hands full.

Oh, yes,
but I love it.

Come on, children.
On your way
into the house.

Get that back room
cleaned up.

This is
the Marsh place?Yes.

Welcome to the John Marsh
Children's Home.

I'm Lucy. Dr. Marsh
was my father.

Oh. I--

I heard about
your father in town.

I'm very sorry.

Thank you.

Well, is there
something that--

I wanted to talk to you
for a few minutes.

Of course.

My mother's inside.

I'll join you there.

♪♪

Hello.

Are you a friend
of Dr. Marsh's?

I might have been.

I've been waiting for him.

When is he coming back?

Amy.

There's milk and cookies
in the kitchen.

Why don't you
be monitor today?

Come on!

[ children chattering ]

Mrs. Marsh?Yes.

I met your
daughter outside.
She said it was all right--

Oh, yes, it's perfectly
all right.

My husband always left
the door open

for the children--
they're in and out so much.

You're a stranger here.

Yes, ma'am.
I'm from Medicine Bow.

Medicine Bow?

The Shiloh ranch.

I'm a friend
of Stacy Grainger's.

What do you want with us?

I know your father's
death was a terrible
shock to you, but--

What do you want?

The truth.

Go away. Please go away
and leave us alone.

Stacy didn't kill
the doctor.

How do you know that?I know Stacy.

I know my husband is dead.

The evidence as it stands
is not enough.

It was for the jury.

They were friends
of your husband.

Everybody loved
my father.

Not quite everybody.

How dare you
put the burden on us?

Stacy will hang
unless I can find out

who it was that killed
your husband.

I don't really know
where to start looking.

But somewhere,
somebody had a reason.

If there's anything
you can tell me,
anything at all...

Do you want to know
about my father?

This was my father.

And this.

I keep thinking that
he's still out there.

Climbing over
the corral fence.

And running across
the fields.

Laughing.

You'd better go.

I understand how you feel,
and I don't blame you.

But Stacy's a fine man.

He had no reason
to kill your husband.

♪♪

He seemed so sure.

There's nothing
he can do.

Suppose he is right.

Suppose his friend
didn't do it.

There was
a fair trial, Lucy.

It could be
someone we know.

Couldn't it?

♪♪

Your drinking
partner's back.

Whiskey.

The Marshes any help?

The telegraph operator
stopped by for a beer,

said you were
asking directions.

Hmm. Well...

a lot of people stop by
for beer, don't they?

The sign outside
says "Saloon".

Even Dr. Marsh?

Well, doctors get thirsty.

Often?

Not often.

But he was here that night?

He was.
What does that prove?

Somebody could've
followed the doctor.

Who walked out
after Dr. Marsh?

Clara, you know I don't
remember faces.

Don't want to be a witness
to anything if it happens.

That ever win you
any medals?

Just a longer life, is all.

The doctor have any enemies?

Probably the best liked
man around.

Tell me about his friends.

The whole town.

There isn't time
to question the whole town.

Did he say
where he was going
when he left here?

He said he was gonna
stop by Josh Miller's
before he started home.

That's the dog-eared place
about a mile out of town.

Beer, Tom,
and make it big.

Sure is a lot of work
for just one second's use.

Take your time.

♪♪

Where's he off to
in such a rush?

Chasin' a lost cause.

♪♪

Mr. and Mrs. Miller?So?

I was told Dr. Marsh
stopped off here

on the night he was shot.

What's it to you?

It's important.

He was here.

How long did he stay?

A few minutes.

Just long enough
to collect his money
and run, as usual.

When he put your fee away,

did you see how much
he was carrying?

We haven't given him
a dollar in a year.

We didn't see him
put it away.

What'd he do
for his money anyway?

You tell me that.
What did he do

but come in here
and poke around
and then go away

and leave me feelin'
just a sick and as weak
as ever?

Do you know
where he went next?

He might've gone
anywhere.

Might even have gone
visiting.

Did he say who?

Some pretty girl maybe?

That's just
idle talk, mister.

A rumor's only a rumor
because a man ain't
been caught.

The doctor
was a good husband.

And that, mister,
was for my benefit.

Nobody said anything.

But if I'd had
a decent doctor,

maybe I wouldn't feel
so helpless all the time,

gettin' dizzy and all that
at the slightest commotion!

I wasn't
complainin', Josh.

Oh, I can tell.

You'd rather have
the John Trueheart front.

Well, I wouldn't put
anything past any member
of that crowd of his--

Mayor Sommers,
Councilman Lumberfield,

or the sheriff.

What about him?

They may have shown
one face to the town maybe,

but I heard things.

They weren't as cozy
as all that.

Lumberfield and the doctor--
they had words.

Now, we don't know
for sure.

No wonder
somebody got shot.

None of them
could handle power.

And a man's gotta know
how to live with power.

You'll be up there
someday, now.

You'll see.

♪♪

Councilman Lumberfield?

That's right.

You know, the ladies
will scream for joy

over this new material.

It comes direct
from England.

You know why I'm here?

Yes, the whole
town knows.

You're wastin' your time.

You knew the doctor?

Yes, I knew him
and I liked him.

Ever have
any differences?

You have a friend?

You ever
have differences?

Heh. What kind
of a man was he?

Dr. Marsh was energetic,

he was full of life,
and it rubbed off.

He was interested
in a lot of things,

and he got you
interested, too.

What kind of things?

Oh, the town,
the orphanage,

the mines.

Women?

I guess most men
sow wild oats

at one time or another.
But not Dr. Marsh, no.

How can you be sure?

You been talkin'
to the sheriff?

Does the sheriff think
Marsh was involved
with a woman?

Let me put it this way.

Dr. Marsh was an itch
that the sheriff
couldn't scratch.

And the rumor was
merely a handy weapon.

Why would he need one?

Marsh didn't always
agree with the way
the sheriff operated.

What's your opinion?

The sheriff's
always done his job.

How long has he been
the sheriff?

Well, it's been
about 15 years now.

Maybe the job's getting
a little big for him.

I don't know of
anybody else in town
who wants it.

Look, what is it
you want?

You're a councilman.
I want you to get
together with the mayor

and arrange
a stay of execution.

Give me time to find out
who killed the doctor.

We know who killed
the doctor.

I told you--the sheriff
was doing his job.

Well, he made
a mistake this time.

He arrested a suspect,
the only suspect.

He was brought to trial,
he was found guilty.

You have to live with that.

Stacy Grainger
may have to die with it.

♪♪

Hello, Lucy.

Miss Baines.

You got a minute?No, I'm busy.

Look, let me
come out there
and lend a hand.

I told you before--
it isn't necessary.

Excuse me.

Oh, please--Let go of me.

You'll--You'll be
needing money.

Not from you.

Go on, take it.
I give a lot to charity.

Will you please
get out of my way?

Please, they're babies.
They're orphans.

They don't know
where it comes from.
They don't care.

I care.Oh, Lucy.

All right, so we don't
have tea together.

But you need help,
and I really have
no use for it.

Do you want
to really help?

Buy a ticket to someplace
far away from here.

But please leave me alone!

♪♪

Some days you can't
even give it away.

♪♪

I've had tastier food
in worse jails.

Maybe it'll be better
at the territorial prison.

You really think
I'm just gonna sit here

and wait for that
federal marshal
to pick me up?

You got any choice?

Everybody has a choice.

That carpenter out there--

He could just throw up
any old scaffold,

and it'd do the job.

But he has a way
with wood,

and he takes pride
in his work,

so he chooses to do
the best job he can.

You--

You had a choice about
killin' that doctor.

I told you
I didn't kill him.

Me--I got a choice
about spendin' ten years
of my life in prison

for something
I didn't do.

No one in jail
is very guilty, is he?

Well, I only speak
for myself.

But here's how
I see it.

You only got one life.

You have the stomach,
the brains, you survive.

You quit on it,
it quits on you.

You can't sit around
waitin' for things
to happen.

You gotta make 'em happen.

[ door opens]

Anything?

Nothing solid.

Tell me everything
you remember about
that night.

Anything that comes
into your mind.

I played cards
at the saloon.

I was taken
like a tenderfoot.

Any complaints?

Yeah, I complained some.

Remind me to talk
to you about that.

What else?

Out there in the grove,

after I fired that shot,

a shadow...

a sound.

What kind of sound?

I'm not sure.

A horse?

Whoever it was didn't
just walk out there.

No, it wasn't a horse.

A buggy maybe?

Maybe, maybe.

Could the shadow
have been a woman?

Why do you ask that?

Idle talk so far.

But it's all
I've got to go on.

And a woman
would've had a buggy.

It could've been anybody.
All I know is that
it wasn't me.

It's a hard thing
to say to his friend,

but I gotta say it.

You aren't doin'
that boy any good,

gettin' him
all steamed up.

He's our man.
Let him make his peace.

It'll be easier that way,

instead of puttin'
false hope in his heart.

All I know is,
someone in this town

murdered that doctor,

and it wasn't
Stacy Grainger.

You learn something?

I've learned
that the doctor

didn't always agree
with the way you ran
things around here.

I thought that was you
comin' out of
Lumberfield's store.

I could've saved you
the trouble.

No trouble.

All right.

The doctor stuck his nose in
once in a while,

and I didn't like it.

Lumberfield told you that.

Nothin' secret about it.

But you can't keep the lid
on a town like this

and please everybody.

As far as that goes,

Lumberfield and the doctor
didn't see eye to eye

on how much the miners paid
for the supplies they got.

The doctor figured that
he squeezed them a little.

Maybe he did.
He's a businessman.

Profit and loss.

But Dr. Marsh--

he just didn't
see things that way.

None of this helps
your friend, does it?

I have an idea
you know something

about Dr. Marsh
and a woman.

I can't guess where
you picked that up.

But I don't know
anything of the kind.

Stacy saw someone
running away.

There was nobody
in that grove

but your friend
and the doctor.

Witnesses swore to it.

About anything else,
I'm just not interested.

We got a victim, and we
got a convicted killer.

As far as I'm concerned,
this case is shut tight.

I don't suppose
you'd object

to my looking over
that grove.

Rain washed
the ground clean.

There could be something.

Mister, I object,
all right.

But I won't stop you.

Matter or fact,
take my deputy along,

keep you company in case
you do find something.

♪♪

You know, you're not
the only one
with friends.

I've been expecting mine
two, three, days now.

Your friend--

he means well, I guess,
but he don't do much.

That's what you were
drivin' at with
all that talk, huh?

Mine--
they're good friends.

Old friends.

I expect there's nothin'
they wouldn't do for me.

♪♪

This is gonna be
a waste of time.

Just start lookin'.

For what?
What are we lookin' for?

We'll know
when we find it.

This is the last place
he was alive, you know.

Yes.

I guess I've been here
a hundred times.

This never used to be
anything but a grove

where I used to try
and find shady places

to picnic with my father.

This place--

I can never come here
again without remembering.

Can I?

Well, what do you
expect to find?

The truth.

Stacy says someone
was with your father
that night.

They may have left
some sign.

He killed my father.

You don't know him.
You've never even met.

But I don't want
to know him.

If your friend weren't
about to die right now,

would you still be here
searching for the truth?

Or would you be on
your way to another town,

another life?

Lucy, I can't
do this alone.
There isn't time.

You expect me to help?Yes.

Help me bring back
my father.

I can't do that.

He's gone.
Nothing can change that.

Hanging an innocent man
won't bring him back.

I found this.

Doctor's initials on it.

Full of money.

May I have that?

Sorry, Miss Marsh.

This goes
to the sheriff's
office first.

LUCY: Go to your friend
for the answers.

Ask him to search
his conscience...

if he has one.

Ask him why
my father died.

I can't help you.

♪♪

Well, now, that should
put it to rest
for good and all.

As far as I'm concerned,
when you found that wallet,

you shut the gate
on any doubts I may
have had whatsoever.

Your friend was surprised
in the act of robbing
the doctor,

threw the wallet
into the bushes,

where we missed it
before.

Suppose robbery
wasn't the motive
to begin with.

Suppose the doctor
was shot for some
other reason.

What other reason?

Stacy says
he saw someone there,

someone who was
running away.

This someone you keep
talkin' about--

any idea who he'd be

or why he'd be meeting
the doctor?

The good doctor sounds
too good to be true.

There's one possible answer
to that question.

John Marsh
was everything
we said he was--

decent, respected,
loved.

We do know that
had your friend not
come to this town,

he'd still be alive.
We know that.

You've done your best.

But it's all over.

There's nothing else
to talk about.

It isn't over yet.

Well, now you're
all here together

and you can get down
to business

and decide where you're
gonna put the statue
for the great man.

I recommend
the town square.

He hasn't lost any
of his steam, has he?

Given enough time,
who knows what he'll dig up?

It'll all be over soon.

Will it?

Just what
does that mean?

Just wish he'd stop
pushing, that's all.

Well, he won't.

He can't save his friend,
but he'll keep trying,

and a lot of folks
will get hurt.

What can we do?

Discourage him.
Slow him down.

So far,
we're in the right.

John Marsh used to say

you could never call
anything you did
right or wrong

until ten years
after you did it

and had a chance to look back
and reflect on the results.

♪♪

You had no right
to come back.

I had to.

I can't help you.
You're wasting your time.

Mrs. Marsh, I'm sure you want
to see your husband's
killer punished.

And right now,

it looks pretty bad
for my friend Stacy.

Lucy told me the deputy
found my husband's wallet

where your friend
had thrown it.

My friend wouldn't have
robbed your husband,
Mrs. Marsh.

Someone else
was with the doctor,
perhaps meeting him.

What are you getting at?

Well, if there was
another person,

you'd want to know it,
wouldn't you?

What other person?

Everyone has good things
about the doctor.

But there is some talk.

Oh.

You're digging
under rocks,

looking for
a dirty little story.

Why do you say "dirty"?

There are at least
a dozen reasons
any man might be shot.

Not all of them
are dirty.

I can't help you.

Now, will you
please leave?

Mrs. Marsh,
was your husband
seeing another woman?

Leave her alone!

Now, get out of here with
your lies and accusations.

You have no right to--

It's all right, Lucy.
It's all right.

I've heard the talk.

You've heard?

Yes. But I knew
it wasn't true.

My husband and I

were very much in love
with each other.

More than even you knew.

He was a very rare
and wonderful person.

I didn't want
to say anything.

I didn't want to
dignify the gossip.

But that's all it was.

Are you sure?

Yes. Yes, I am.

[ door closes ]

The children will
want supper, Lucy.

♪♪

Whiskey.

Leave the bottle.

Oh. Good evening,
Miss Lucy.

Good evening.

Something I can do
for you?

Yes. I'd like
to see him.

Stacy Grainger.

I don't think that's
such a good idea.

Please?

Lucy...

you can't stay long.

Hello.

You're Lucy Marsh,
aren't you?

What is it? What did you
come here for?

I'm not sure.

I know it won't do
either one of us any good,

but I'd like to tell you
that I'm sorry about
what happened.

Your friend says
you're innocent.

What do you think?

I don't know.

I didn't kill
your father.

Did you see anybody
run away that night?

I told them
everything I know.

♪ When she was a maiden

♪ Oh, then, oh, then

♪ When she was a maiden

♪ Oh, then

♪ As many bright stars

♪ Have appeared in the sky

♪ So many fine lovers
were caught by her eye ♪

♪ And she was a beauty

♪ Oh, then, oh, then

♪ And she was a beauty,
oh, then ♪

♪ One day she got married

♪ Oh, then, oh, then

♪ One day she got married

♪ Oh, then

♪ She married a fella
who traveled a lot ♪

♪ Who courted another
and got himself shot ♪

♪ And now she is wiser

♪ Oh, then, oh, then

♪ Now she flirts
and she teases ♪

♪ Makes men do
as she pleases ♪

♪ She will never
get married again ♪

♪ She will never
get married again ♪

♪ Again

[ cheering ]

Whew. You still here?

Still here.
Have a seat.

What's new?

Well, it seems
the good doctor

rubbed a few people
the wrong way
in this town.

Oh? Like who?

Mr. Miller, the sheriff,
Mr. Lumberfield.

You're reaching.

Gotta have a good reason
for murder.

What is a good reason
for a murder, Clara?

I don't know.

Jealousy?What?

There's talk the doctor
had a lady friend.

You're joking.

It's no joke. You want
to tell me about it?

Tell you what?

You tried to be nice to
Lucy Marsh on the street.
She cut you down.

I shouldn't have
stopped her in
the street like that.

Mrs. Marsh was afraid

Id' come across
a dirty little story.

Do you know
any stories like that?

Heh. No.

The doctor was here
the night he was shot.

The doctor
stopped in here
to pass a few words

and have a beer,
that's all.

Jealous women kill, Clara.

So do jealous men.

And greedy men,
and selfish men,

and scared men,
and so do hot-headed men
like your friend.

You've been askin'
a lot of questions.
It doesn't matter to you

if you take a good man
like the doctor
through the mud,

a man people look up to.

'Cause he was
something special.

I'd be proud to say
I was his girl.

I'd shout it
from the rooftops.

If he even looked at me,

I wanted it printed in
every paper in the world.

You wouldn't have to
pull it out of me.

You'd better
get out of here.

You're givin' this place
a bad name.

♪♪

The rule is only one
visitor at a time.

Who else is--Lucy Marsh.

Give us five minutes.

All right. Five minutes
for both of you,

and that's all.

What are you
doing here?

You said
I didn't know him.

Now you do?

No, but...

we've talked and--

and I want
to believe him.

Something else
brought you here.

What do you want of me?

The name of
your father's killer.

I'm sorry for you.

I wish there was
something I could do.

You can help us.
I know you can.

I can't break
my mother's heart.

I don't even know
if this means anything.

Tell us what you know
before it's too late.

One night...

my father went out
without his hat.

It was raining.

I didn't want him
to catch cold,

so I went after him.

I saw them.

I saw them together...

in that grove.

Who?

My father.

Clara Baines.

♪♪

What do you figure
all that's about?

I'm not sure.

Maybe there's a chance.

I told you, we make
our own chances
in this life.

You know,
it occurs to me that
once the coop is open,

all the birds could
fly out for the same price.

I've grown kind of partial
to your company.

I could put a word in
with my friends.

You'll never make it.

We'll make it.

Thank you for
wanting to help.

We don't need your kind
around here, mister.

You and your friend
don't deserve to walk
among decent folk.

When you see any,
let me know.
I'll ask them.

♪♪

Is he all right?

He's still breathin'.

Looks like
whoever did it got away.

I'd better have
a look, though.

Take him someplace.

It'd be a good thing
for all

if he slept till
it was over in the morning.

[ whistles ]

[ whistles ]

They're all here.

What about it, Grainger?
You comin'?

Runnin' sure
beats swingin'.

Him, too.

Hold it!

How'd you know?

My deputy's been
keeping his eyes open.

Good thing
you weren't with 'em.

Doesn't look like it makes
much difference, does it?

♪♪

[ piano music playing ]

Ooh.

Oh.

I see you're up.

I didn't think
you had the strength.

You sure got a tiger
by the tail.

How long was I out?

Almost for good.

Who made the party?

Couple of public
spirited citizens.

Well, I didn't think
you were gonna have

anything more
to do with me.

Somebody had to
pick up the pieces.

Know who did it?

Couldn't be sure.

I thought I saw 'em
coming out of Lumberfield's.

Why him, I wonder?

I haven't been
too popular around here.

And I know why.Heh.

So, what else is new?

No.

This time I'm sure.

It was you,
wasn't it, Clara?

Again?

Someone saw you together.

Not that night.
Before.

Who?

Lucy Marsh.

You and the doctor
had been seeing each other.

Some of the people
here in town suspected it,

but Lucy knew it
for sure.

She didn't say anything

because she wanted
to protect her mother.

When the doctor
was killed,

they genuinely believed
that Stacy did it.

They still do.

They didn't want me
nosing around,

finding out that you
and the doctor had been
keeping company.

That's what Lucy thinks?

That her father and me--

Yes. That's why
she snubbed you
on the street.

Stacy's gonna hang
in a few hours, Clara.

Yeah, there's trouble
all over.

Your conscience must be
eating you alive.

[ laughs ]

Conscience? Me?
In my business,

a conscience isn't
a necessary part of
the equipment.

You've already
killed one man.
Isn't that enough?

Who'd believe that?

Let's find out.

Wait.

All right. I've always
played the cards the way
they were dealt.

So far, I've managed
to stay alive.

So far.

I'd like to
keep it that way.

I used to know
the doctor...

a long time ago.

When I hit town,

I didn't know
he was living here.

I bumped into him
one day.

We started
seeing each other.

But it bothered him.

He said he loved
his wife.

And his daughter.

He wanted
to break it off,

but I wouldn't let him.

He came to the saloon
that night...

and asked me
to meet him later.

I did.

He offered me money.

I threw it in the brush.

I had a gun.

I said I'd kill myself.

[ laughs ]
Isn't that a laugh?

I got a business,
a couple of dollars,

a chance to be clean
for the first time.

Kill myself--me.

After what I'd done
all these years

to stay alive.

He should've known
I'd never do it.

Well...

anyway, he...

tried to stop me.

The gun went off.

It was an accident.
I swear it.

Is that all, Clara?

That's the way
it happened.

The problem is
to show strength,

swift justice.

Like a big sign
across the road--

"Mind your ways
when you walk
in here, mister,

"because we'll send
you out feet first
if you don't,

and we'll do it fast."

Well, I guess we'll
just have to say

it was an unfortunate
accident.

A misunderstanding.

We never thought
that Clara...

I've got an errand to do.

When I get back,
you have Stacy out of
that jail cell.

♪♪

[ knock on door ]

Oh. What happened?

Stacy Grainger's
obliged to pay for
his own mistakes.

No one else is.

This won't be easy,
but you'll hear about it
soon enough.

You found out something.All of it.

What is it?

Everybody's been trying
to protect something--

themselves or each other
or the doctor.

I've been trying
to protect a friend.

We know that.

Lucy, Stacy Grainger
didn't shoot your father.

It was Clara Baines.

Clara?

But why would she--

I think you know that,
Mrs. Marsh.

Oh, Mama.

I didn't want you
to find out.

I saw them together--

Daddy and that woman.

Lucy, you don't
understand.

How did it happen?

Well, they quarreled.

She had a gun, they struggled,
and it went off.

She claims
it was an accident.

It looks like
they believe her.

Did she say
how they happened
to be together?

She didn't have to say.
It's plain enough.

Your father
did nothing wrong.
Neither did Clara.

She killed my father!
It's all her fault!

Oh, no, Lucy.

It was my fault.

All mine.

Because I'm shallow

and barren...

and I've never been able
to face life honestly.

But I don't understand.

I don't know Clara.

I've never talked to her.

But I think I understand
what she's trying to do.

She would rather
have you believe a lie
about your father

than to find out
the truth about yourself.

What truth?

Oh. I forced your father

to tell Clara
to leave town.

He didn't want to,

but I forced him.

To protect
your marriage.

In a way.

Your father and I
had wanted a family
so very much.

We waited and hoped
for a long time

before I became pregnant.

And we were so happy.

We made plans,
all sorts of plans.

And then I lost my baby.

A little girl.

I wanted to die, too.

But your father
wouldn't let me.

He made me live again

and hope again.

I couldn't have
any more children.

But one day,

he told me he had attended
a young woman

who had a beautiful
little baby girl.

She couldn't keep her.

She was alone,
she had no money,

and she offered us
her child.

It was Clara Baines?

Yes.

And when she came here,

she said all she wanted
was to...

be near you.

To see you and to
talk to you sometimes.

I didn't know what to do.

I was afraid
that you'd find out,

that I might lose you
somehow.

Your father wanted
to tell you the truth.

But I wouldn't let him.

I was afraid.

He wasn't my father.

And it's not--Oh, Lucy.

We couldn't have loved
or cared for you more

if you were our own.

Please believe that.

Why are you
telling me this now?

Because I want you to know

that your father
was everything
you thought he was.

You doubted that...

for good reason, I suppose.

But he was
a remarkable man,

a fine man.

I couldn't let you
think less of him.

Or Clara.

She didn't kill him.

It was my fear
that killed him.

I'm--

I'm sorry
I had to do this.

I'm sorry about
the way it happened.

Well, your friend
is innocent.

He'll be free soon.

But I want you
to understand

that I didn't know
that John was meeting
Clara that night.

I had no reason to imagine
that she'd kill him.

I believe you.

♪♪

Stace, I'll be right back.

Clara?

Oh, excuse me.

Hey, do me a favor
and move on.

I got a live one here
that's been pushin' me
to sell him the saloon,

and I don't want
to spoil the sale

by being caught with
a couple of criminal types.

[ laughs ] Have you met
Stacy Grainger?

Oh. I don't believe
I've had the pleasure.

You know, I don't think
I could've done it.

What's that?

Let you hang.

What are you gonna do
with yourself?

Well...

I've been here
almost a year.

That's enough, huh?

There's places to see.
Now I'll have the cash.

Clara, Lucy knows
you're her mother.

Mrs. Marsh told her.

Listen, you think
they'd take--

I mean, I'm gonna
make a bundle.

That orphans' home
sure could use the money.

I could leave it with
the mayor in an envelope.

You don't have
to run, Clara.

Get lost, will you?
You're killin' the deal.

Well, what do you say?

How long does it take you
to buy a saloon?

♪♪

You all right?

I think I could use
a change of scene.

[ laughs ]

I'm so glad
I caught you
before you left.

I wanted
to thank you.

I might never have known
the truth about my father.

I'd have gone on thinking
that he deceived us

about the kind of
person he was.

I want the town to know

that he was all they thought
he was in the first place.

That's what they need--

to know that there still
can be people like my father
in this world.

Well, I'm glad
you see it that way.

We want to invite her
to supper.

Do you think she'll come?

I'd say there's
a pretty good chance.

♪♪

Well, Stace,
we got a clear road
north to Medicine Bow--

no towns, no people,
absolutely nothing
out there

to give anybody
any trouble.

Do you think we can
make it home in one piece?

I'm game if you are.

[ theme music playing ]