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[ theme music playing ]

♪♪

MAN: All right, this is the main street. Here's the back.

Three of us go inside. One covers the door

One cleans out the cash drawers; one cleans out the safe.

The sheriff will probably be around here.

We'll have one lookout here,

one here.

♪♪

Howdy, Mr. Grainger, Elizabeth, Stacey.

I hope you have our shipment, Mr. McCord.They just came in.

Oh, Granddad, look at them.[ chickens clucking ]

Anybody'd think you never saw a chicken before.

Well, I haven't seen this kind before.

Now, let's see.

Four pairs. Light Brahma, cockerel and hen;

Jersey White Giants.Black Minorcas.

Yes, sir. Black Minorca pair.

And cross-bred pullets: Barred Plymouth Rock and Rhode Island Red.

What's the gold-colored one?

They shipped him along extra.

He's a Buff Orpington.

How much?

Compliments of McCord's Poultry.

Elizabeth wants an exhibition flock,

and we want her to tell folks where she bought her starters.

Of course, I'll expect a couple of dozen eggs.

Can I keep him, Granddad?

Put him aboard.

Send along any special feed we might need for the fancy ones.

Cracked corn once a day and just turn 'em loose.

They'll scratch for themselves.

♪♪

Well, now.

The Graingers are going into the poultry business, huh?

Hello, Emmett.

Elizabeth doesn't have too much confidence in cattle.

I wondered who belonged to that old yellow turkey.

That's a Buff Orpington.

That's a Buff Orpington?

I knew a sheriff once named Cal Orpington.

This looks a little like him. Am I invited out for chicken dinner?

Not till we build up the flock.

Uh-oh. Sounds to me like you're gonna have

some new pets, Mr. Grainger.

Yeah, they don't look like pets to me. More like fried drumsticks.

Shh! They'll hear you!

You two finish the shopping.

You can meet me over at the gunsmith's. Cracked the stock.

Better than having a cracked shoulder. I'll walk over with you.

Good.

We're having our barbecue as soon as the hands

get back from the cattle drive.

Hope you'll drop over.Chicken barbecue?

Not while Libby's around.

♪♪

But I've got some prime beef hanging.

I'll be there. I'll be there.Good.

I'd appreciate you don't do that. You're gonna ruin that stone.

It's a whetstone. You got to wet it.

Then use what's best.

Beer.

Did you see Bob Archer?I did not.

Roy and Cullen came in just before you did.

Maybe Bob came in early.

Each one was supposed to ride by

and take a look.

Bob Archer did not ride by.

Ask Roy and Cullen.

You see Bob Archer?

Not me.

Nope.

I don't like him standing out on the street where people can see him.

Nobody recognizes Frank.

The law's got his name but not his picture.

They got Dell's picture.Dell's important.

"Important." I could lead better than that.

If I told Bob Archer to be here at 12:00,

he'd be here straight up.

No sign.

Great.

The four of us can take it.

Five is better. We'll wait.

You scared off?

I don't scare. But I don't bet

until I get all five cards right here.

When Bob Archer drags his carcass in here,

I'm gonna slap the dust off of him.

I'll hold him for you.

♪♪

Well?

She doesn't care if I fall out,

just as long as nothing jiggles old George Washington.

Buff Orpington.

[ clicks tongue ]

Whiskey.

I'm gonna slap you out from under your hat.

My horse pulled his shoulder.

You think you can find your way to be there before closing time?

I can't help it if that sorry old goat of mine stepped in a snake hole.

You'll be sorry if you're late.

♪♪

Come on.

Dell?

Dell?

Come on.

I'll cover it from out here.

You cover the door both ways.

Look, something's wrong! I'm not gonna get trapped in no building!

Go on, you.

RYKER: You wouldn't be that foolish, would you?

Look up.

Now, listen.

There's no back door to that bank. The windows are barred.

The only way your friends can come out

is through the front door with their hands up.

Now, drop that gun and tell 'em.

Get the doctor.

♪♪

His shirt's soaked.I'll help you get him back up.

No, he can't ride anymore. It's shaking him to death.

You think walking will do him any better?

Maybe if we rest for a while.

Let's get him out of here.

I'll lead the horses as far as I can.

Maybe it'll draw 'em off. You stay put.

♪♪

No way.

You looking for him to die?

[ groaning ]

How many bullets did he take?

Two.

He pulled us out of there, Dell.That he did.

I won't leave him.

Stay with us?

I'm here, ain't I?

Only, I can't help him.

You can't help him.

Only one to help him is the doctor.

There's a big ranch back up to the north.

♪♪

[ cock crows ]

Stacey.

Never heard one crow all night before.It's the excitement.

Mm-hmm. Well, it's a good thing for him we left that shotgun in town.

[ crowing continues ]

JOHN: Well, I'll tell you one thing:

If he doesn't calm down soon,

we're gonna have fried drumsticks for breakfast.

Well, I think he's beautiful.

[ crowing continues ]

Ah, you and your exhibition flock.

♪♪

Well,

they'll probably hide under a stump,

come out tonight and steal some more.

Or try to get help to the one that's wounded.

How's Archer?

Well, he ought to be dead, but that don't seem to bother him much.

He's back in his cell begging for a drink.

I don't know.

Decent people slip on their porch steps

and die on the spot.

But you can't kill these pack rats with a flat shovel, though.

Thanks, Dan.

The doc said he wanted a drink.

Do you care?

No, go ahead.

You know Frank Cave is dead.

Yes, sir.

And one more is hit.

Yes, sir. Roy Tindall. I saw him take it.

[ chuckles ] Hope the people of this town appreciate your shooting eye.

Where were you going to meet, Bob?Uh, sir?

The place you were gonna meet after the robbery. I think you ought to tell me.

Well, I'd like to tell you, Sheriff.

I'd like to turn evidence.

I'd sure appreciate a sip of that whiskey.

See, I can't think with the pain in my head, you know.

Well, I'd like to give you a drink, Archer.

I'd appreciate it.

Except the sheriff

doesn't approve of the prisoners having whiskey.

Of course, the sheriff isn't in here now.

Now, uh,

you were telling us the place you were gonna meet up?

Yes, sir. I'd like to tell you all I know.

See, I...

I'm working to clear my mind.

I'd surely appreciate a drink.

You mind to hand me that?

You wanted to tell us the place you were gonna meet?

All right. I'm ready to turn evidence.

See, there's a dead tree.

It's a white oak

down in a gully wash

about three miles southeast of the wagon road.

[ hammering ]

♪♪

[ muffled shout ]Hush, now. I'm not gonna hurt you. Hush!

Hold still.

We won't hurt her any.You'd better not!

You just keep still. I mean it.

Don't start up with me.

Elizabeth?

Elizabeth?

Stacey. In here, please.

What's the matter?

I want you to do just as I tell you.

Yes, sir.

Stand still.

Drop your gun belt.

Are you playing a trick on me?Do it!

What is it? Is there somebody in the house?

That's right.

You be good now.

Cullen, come in here.

Where's Elizabeth?

I think she's all right.

But I didn't want you trying to fight with a gun in your back.

What do you want? Money?

You got any laying around? We'd be glad to take it.

Anybody else around here?

Your stable boy, cook slave. Your missus?

Answer me, mister.

Just what you see. These are my grandchildren.

How come your bunkhouse is empty? Where are your hands?

On the east range. But they should be back any minute now.

They're on a trail drive. They won't be back for two weeks.

We heard that in town.

That's just to let you know we're no fools,

so don't treat us like we were.

Next time you lie, somebody's gonna get hurt.

You,

giving me that hard eye, what's your name?

His name is Stacey.I want him to answer me.

What's your name?Tell him, Stacey.

Stacey Grainger.

Elizabeth,

Mr. Grainger,

I want you to meet my partner,

Cullen Tindall.

My name's Dell Stetler. Maybe you've heard of me.

Some people like to call me the Modoc Kid.

We don't keep up with the reward posters.

We didn't come here for a visit.

Cullen's brother took a couple of bullets and needs

some drinking water, bandages and a bed.

You're gonna be his nurse.

Now, I know you want your granddad to live,

so you won't try and run away, will you?

No.No.

Go get Roy.

Wait.

Take this and get rid of it. You come back here.

I want you to put down a bed. His bed.

You keep shooting looks at me, I'm gonna slap you around the room.

You said something about money.

My house receipts. About $80.

Eighty dollars? Well, thank you, sir.

You tell me I don't need this, and I'll put it away.

You can put it away.

I don't hear you.

But then I don't see as how I need to hear you.

Watch this.

You never saw a draw that fast, did you?

That's what you call a professional edge.

We don't have much need

for fast draws on a working ranch.

That's the draw that took the Dutchman.

"Dutchman"?

Karl Voit.

The Gunfight at Modoc Stockyard.

We don't have much interest in your line of work.

[ groaning ]

Now, we've got one thing understood.

'Cause I don't intend to walk around here the next couple days

with a gun in my hand.

So everyone's gonna behave, right? Right?

Hey.

That's my grandfather's chair, mister.

And nobody sits in it?That's right.

That so?

Well,

I wouldn't want to break the family rules.

Get back!

Get back!

Now, you're a lucky man.

I came that close to putting one in you dead center.

Now, set in that chair. Set!

You too. Set. And neither one of you move.

I let you go. One time.

You try anything like that again, I won't let you go,

I won't let him go and I won't let her go.

Now, that's a fact.

That was stupid.

I had to try it.

All right.

So you tried and you lost.

This man's a professional, Stacey.

Don't try it again.

All right.

Don't think I'm saying that because he's in the room with us.

I'm not.

So you get this clear.

There's only one thing in this house worth dying for,

and that's Elizabeth.

And as long as they treat her with respect,

we sit still.

And what if they don't?

Then we both go in on top of his gun,

and one of us will get to him.

I know how you feel.

These animals offend me too,

right down to the bone.

But we've got one thing to think about,

and that's Elizabeth.

I want your word.

You've got it.

Suit you, Mr. Stetler?

Mm-hmm. That suits me fine.

♪♪

♪♪

Here.

This other side. Must've propped him up here.

Tracks head north.

Yeah, into the creek bed.

They'll wade to cover their tracks.

No telling which way or where they're gonna come out.

I'm ashamed of you, Mr. Grainger.

I forgot it was there.

Why, of course you did.

Are there any more weapons in this house?

Only those.

I said "weapons."

Those are flintlock dueling pistols.

In their day, they were quite lethal.

Now they don't even have the flint to make them work.

I get close enough, you can throw it at me.

Wishin' don't make it so, son.

I'm sorry.

[ groaning ]

Dell!

What do you want?

You know what I want, Dell!

All right, now.

I'm just gonna say this one time.

I want you to sit right there in your chairs.

Either one of you move,

for any reason, I'm gonna shoot 'em.

Only thing's gonna ease him is a doctor.

Just how you figure we're gonna get Roy to a doctor?

Granddad?

I know what you're gonna say, Stace.

I'm sorry to be so rough on you,

but if we've got a chance to get out of this,

we've got to make them trust us.

That means you've got to trust me.

Good.

Very good.

Now, Roy's got to have a doctor.

You go upstairs. You stay with me.

Cullen?Ho!

Look out for one coming up.

You through trying?

Yeah.

Okay, go on.

Don't worry about him. He gave me his word.

I'm not worried, Mr. Grainger, but you'd better be.

You're gonna drive us into the doctor.

You're gonna tell him your grand-daughter's broke her collarbone.

And I'm gonna be right behind you with this pointed at the nape of your neck,

and so so much as look sideways, and I'll take your head off.

And...

if we're not back before dark,

Cullen will cut down the rest of your family and run.

You don't have to threaten.

I'll help you get a doctor.

I'm not asking you to help me, Mr. Grainger.

I'm giving you orders.

You put it any way that suits you, Mr. Stetler.

Then stop sticking me.

Sticking you?

Yeah, calling me "Mr. Stetler."

That's a proper form of address. Let's go.

I'll tell you when to go.

Take your time.

Cullen?

CULLEN: Ho!

You got him?I got him.

Well, we're heading out.

If we're not back before dark, you know what to do.

You go ahead.

All right.

Now let's go.

♪♪

[ door shuts ]

You don't have to keep your gun pointed at me.

I'm not as fast as Dell.

I gave up.

I don't believe you.

A man can't help wanting to bust loose. It's human nature.

I made it for him, but he's still asleep.

There's more if you want this.

Thank you kindly. Find a place to sit.

I swear. A napkin ring.

I wish Roy could see this.

Where are you from?Dakota.

What got you started outside the law?

I was born to it.

I was raised on a rock farm.

Pa got to drinking, hitting on us.

We set fire to half the county and run off.

Ever kill anyone?

You shut up.

No offense.

We rob and steal

'cause we don't have a rich granddad to pay for it.

We kill 'cause somebody sticks a knife in our ribs.

Napkin ring.

I'm sorry.

Pull that tarpaulin down over you and keep your shoulder down.

I'll worry about people seeing me. You just drive.

Now, you look here.

You can't afford to make any mistakes, and neither can I.

Keep that shoulder down.

Hold it.

We're not going into town. We're going to that

farmhouse southeast about six or eight miles.

Crofton's?

Empty, falling in?

Crofton pulled out of there a couple of years

before I bought this property.

You know,

I'm gonna buy me a spread just like yours.

Bigger.

With a nice trout stream running right through it.

Took you your whole life to earn your way to

something like that, didn't it?

Take me about two weeks.

Strike it rich in some nice, fat little bank.

You see, we all want the same thing.

I'm just taking mine while I'm young enough to enjoy it.

I like to sleep nights.

Get movin'.[ clicks tongue ]

[ groaning ]

Roy?

Hold the light!

[ mumbling ]

It's daylight. You're in bed.

Somebody... Somebody... over by the horses...

Dell's going to get the doctor.

Try and make him eat.

They're coming.

Cullen?

Listen to his heart.

Is it beating?

Just barely.

♪♪

Stomp around a bit.

Make some footprints.

Want it to look like the three of us stopped here.

All right, never mind. I'll do it myself.

Then I'll cover up the wagon tracks.

Make it look like we headed north.

Then when they come looking for the doctor, you tell them

he headed out this way.

Why would I send them to an abandoned homestead?

They'll know that you're the last one who saw him.

When they come looking for him, you tell them he came out this way.

You know all the tricks.

Yeah, it pays to look ahead.

Don't you get tired of running?

I'm worth a lot of money, Mr. Grainger.

A thousand dollars, dead or alive.

You carry a reward like that, you learn to move fast.

The price of fame.

How many people know you, Mr. Grainger?

Friends, neighbors,

a few acquaintances-- not too many.

Well, you see you're the ordinary run, don't you?

I mean, you've got a place in life, but you're not what people call important.

You are important?

Well,

there's a song sung around campfires makes mention of my name.

That's what you call "important"?

Hmm.

No, people look up to a man who stands above the law.

People I know look down on a man who runs outside the law.

My name strikes fear.

Seems to me you have "fear"

mixed up with "fame."

A copperhead snake strikes fear.

What's that got to do with it?

A snake's a serpent. I'm talking about a man people respect.

You can't make people respect you.

You can't take it; you can't force it.

To get respect, you have to earn it.

That's what I'm saying.

Come on.

I said, come on.

I've gone as far with you as I intend to.

That won't help.

I'm not afraid, and you know it.

Secondly, I don't think you'd kill without a reason.

You seem to be trying your best

to give me all the reason I need.

Then do your worst, Mr. Stetler.

I'm not taking you to the doctor.

I won't involve him,

jeopardize his life, just to save my own.

And what about the rest of them?

The boy? The girl?

♪♪

You don't know Cullen.

You've never seen him blow up.

Well, I have, and I can promise you,

if his brother dies, Cullen won't be able to hold himself.

He won't let Roy die alone. He'll kill.

I don't believe it.

You will.

In that split second after the flash,

before everything goes black,

you'll believe.

[ pistol cocks ]Only then, it'll be too late.

All right.

That was a pretty good try.

Something I would've done myself.

I'm glad I didn't have to kill you.

But next time you want to lecture me about respect,

you remember what you saw when you were looking down the barrel of my gun.

♪♪

You see anything?

Yeah, I found some bushes,

trees, and I found a stump full of honey, Mark.

Well, that's more than I found.

How is Archer?

Begging.

I can't shake the feeling, Mark,

they're holed up around here somewhere.

Somewhere...

I'd like to find them before they come out and hurt someone.

So would I.

Well, then what are we doing here in town?

All right.

♪♪

You so much as whisper, and you're dead.

Hello, Mr. Grainger. How are you?

And she goes with you.

Mrs. Hinton, is the doctor home?

Why, yes, he's in mixing medicines. Would you care to come in, Mr. Grainger?

Thank you, no. We have an emergency.

Elizabeth fell on the porch steps. I'm afraid she's broken her collarbone.

Oh. I'll get him right away.

I'd appreciate that.

[ hoof beats approaching ]

How'd you make out?Not too bad.

I'll bet those roosters got you up bright and early, didn't they?

They hollered all night.

♪♪

Sorry about Elizabeth.

If you must break something, the collarbone's about the easiest to mend.

I'm sorry, Doctor.

Deeply sorry.

♪♪

Dell's back. He's got the doctor.

Roy, Dell's back.

Now, set easy.

Come on. We won't need you here.

You tend to him.

Cullen? Get down here.

CULLEN: I'm coming.

Boy, am I glad to see you. Roy's got the fever--

fighting in his head, talking to the Dutchman.

You hold these two down here. You ready to start your business?

Well, heat up the stove. I'll need boiling water

and an iron tip, red-hot.

You've got the girl to help you.

If I'd known I had a probe, I would've brought along the proper instruments.

You just make shift.There's a fireplace poker.

That'll do. Bring it to red hot to make a searing iron.

You start a fire.I'll help you.

Stace...Yeah?

That box of shotgun shells-- where is it?

You left that shotgun in town at the shop.

Don't you remember?

Top shelf in the kitchen cabinet.

Stay here. Keep a lookout.

This place is still crawling with the law.

What about hot water?Let her get it.

She can't handle a large pot.

How much do they need?

You could set it to boil right here while you're heating the poker.

Stacey, go in and fill that big copper pot.

Come right back.

This it?Yeah. Set it down.

♪♪

[ shell clatters ]

That doc better bring Roy through.

You're getting jumpy.

That's enough.

You don't know what it's like to start out with ten men to be your partners

and end up gettin' 'em all cut down one by one

so there's nothing left but Roy, Dell and me.

Yes, sir, that doc better bring Roy through.

You let this go too long.

Hand me the scissors.

Take some deep breaths.

I won't faint.I know you won't.

If you get dizzy, just put your head down.

Bring me the poker.

And fill up a cook pot with coal to keep it up to a searing heat.

Cullen!

Right there.

Stay put.

He wants the iron.I just put on some more water.

What for?How do I know? I thought he might need it.

Well, he don't. Toss it out and fill it with some coals.

You didn't have to do that!

Would've taken you a couple of seconds to toss it outside!

You shut your mouth, mister, before I slop hot coals after it!

Dell!

DELL: Yeah?How do I bring this up without leaving them alone?

DELL: I'm coming down.

All right, go.Stetler, you're in charge.

Tell this man to have a little respect for private property.

Take it upstairs.

Well, I can see

why you've had your streak of bad luck.

♪♪

Is he dead?

He was a minute ago, but he came back.

What's the doctor say?

Nothing yet.

Does he think there's a chance?

What's the matter, Mr. Grainger? Nervous?

[ chuckles ]

Me?

Now, I'm going back up there.

You remember the stable, Mr. Grainger?

I remember.Good.

So don't let me catch either of you out of your chairs.

♪♪

They're both starting to fall apart.

I hope not. Not yet.

Do you really think you can make that work?

I'll try.

You don't have any flash powder.

We'll have to make the regular powder work.

We'll need a piece of flint.

Flint?

Arrowheads are flint, aren't they?

Good boy.

What did he mean, "Remember the stable"?

I tried to bluff him and lost.

They don't intend to leave any of us behind.

Not alive.

♪♪

♪♪

How long has he been missing?

He didn't come home at all.

He had appointments all afternoon,

and we were supposed to have dinner at Jensen's.

Well, he may be on an emergency.

But he was earlier.

He always gets word to me somehow.

I don't know why,

but I've got a very bad feeling.

When you saw him last, which way was he headed?

Out to Shiloh.

Mr. Grainger's grand-daughter fell and broke her collarbone.

We saw Mr. Grainger. He didn't say anything about that to us.

Oh, he was probably too upset.

♪♪

Make you feel better holding that in your hand?

Will it make you feel any better if I put it down?

It would.

His color's better.

He's past the crisis.

How long before he can move?

If he was a work hand, I'd give him a week or ten days.

But in your position, I'd say no less than three days.

We're leaving tomorrow.

You might just as well put a bullet through his head right now

and save yourself the trouble.

[ yawns ]

What's the sense in keeping us up all night?

Why don't you let us go to our rooms?

One of you can stand guard while the other sleeps.

I give the orders.

I could sure use some sleep.

You sleep when I tell you to.

You've been quiet too long, son.

I know you're not asleep.

I see your eyes rolling around under your eyelids.

I see your skin color changing.

You're pretty smart, Mr. Stetler.

You want another slap on the other side of your head?

[ hoof beats approaching ]

Horses.

How many?

Two.

It's that sheriff.

They're looking for the doc.

You remember?

He came here and then headed out to that Crofton farm.

Go upstairs. Cover the doc and the girl.

You hear a shot fired, you're to kill 'em.

♪♪

Both.

[ knock at door ]

Sheriff, Emmett.

What are you doing out here this time of night?

We're looking for Doc Hinton.

His wife told us he came out this way to fix a busted collarbone.

He was here this afternoon for a couple of hours taking care of Elizabeth.

Is she all right?She's fairly well.

Everything's in order?She's sleeping comfortably.

Mr. Grainger, this dry wind's got me awful parched.

Mind if I get a drink of water?Certainly not. Come in.

You know where the kitchen is.Thank you.

How come you're burning the midnight oil?

Well, I spilled a pitcher of water over my ledgers.

I have to re-copy all the entries.

Wouldn't be able to sleep anyway. I'm worried about Elizabeth.

Don't worry about that, Mr. Grainger.

I've busted my wishbone on both sides.

Never got my wish, though.

Won't you come in the den?

No, thank you. We've got to be going.

You've got flour dust splotched all over the floor in there.

Yes, it seems to be my night

for knocking things over.

Well, just as long as you don't blame me.

Well, we'll see you around, Mr. Grainger.Anytime, day or night.

Did the doc say which way he was headed?

Yes, as a matter of fact, he said something about

going over by Crofton's.

Nobody out there.

He had some idea of buying some land.

Thank you. Good night.

Good night.

All right. You can thank your granddad now

for saving your life.

♪♪

[ groans ]

It's a good thing you didn't start to groaning two minutes ago.

I'm going to see if Roy's going uphill or downhill.

Don't either of you move.

Get it loaded?

I got sparks.

The only question is whether that spark's gonna ignite ordinary gunpowder.

We'll soon find out.

I'm gonna go in the living room.

He comes back in, I'll slip upstairs and take care of Cullen.

I'll move when I hear your shot.

Don't jump Cullen till you're sure I've shot Stetler.

One of us has got to stay alive.

♪♪

Where's the boy?

I sent him upstairs.

I didn't see him. Where is he?

I'll get him.

Get back behind your desk.

I told you to stay put!

Cullen! Get down here.

Come here.

Come here.

I'm gonna teach you to mind.

I told you I ordered him!

Well, then, maybe you'll learn who's giving orders!

What's the matter?

Nothing's the matter. This boy just won't listen.

Now, you just take him in the kitchen and tie him up.

And if he gives you any trouble, just shoot him.

♪♪

Come on.

Are you gonna mind?

Somebody was dragged along here.

Hey, Mark, there's a fire.

Looks to be the Stetler gang.

Probably took Doc Hinton along with 'em.

Want to track 'em?

Ah, there's no use tonight.

We'll come back first thing in the morning.

[ cock crowing ]

[ crowing continues ]

♪♪

Hey, Dell?

The girl wants to know if she can go out and get some eggs.

Tell her to put on some coffee. How's Roy?

He's coming along, slow but sure.

Mark, I got to thinking.

Doc Hinton could be dead.

Think they killed him?

Well, if Roy Tindall's well enough to move, they don't need him.

Something else kept me awake-- something about Grainger.

Look, let me ride out there, and I'll meet you over at Crofton's farm.

♪♪

Yes, sir, Mr. Grainger, I'm gonna get me a spread just like this.

That's a nice hardwood table.

Country breakfast. Nice girl to cook it.

Coffee, honey, all around.

What about Stacey?

He's learning his manners.

It won't hurt him to be hungry once in his life.

Got to admit, Mr. Grainger,

I come out on the long end.

I mean, here I am, half your age,

and I'm sitting at the head of the table eating.

For free.

If that's the way you see it.

Well, how do you see it?

You'd just get mad if I told you.

No, go on, go on. I won't get mad.

I see a little boy

sitting at the head of my table, doing his best

to act like a big man.

Well, the facts is what count.

We're both sitting at the table.

Only, I'm at the head of the table. You're not.

That's a fact.

It's also a fact that we're both eating eggs.

Only, mine are bought and paid for. Yours are stolen.

That's 'cause I'm smart and you're stupid.

You work, I collect.

I won't argue with you.

You know, all it boils down to

is that you lack respect.

That I admit.

That goes to show how truly stupid you are.

The one thing you've got to respect in this life is force.

I respect the force of the law.

Well, that's what I'm trying to say. I go above the law.

Looks to me like you're running. Hiding.

Well, now you're saying it for me.

Yeah, I'm running, hiding.

But not from any one lawman. Not from two or three lawmen.

It's the force of numbers--

that's what makes the law.

You match me up man to man,

and I'll stand above any one of them.

Anyone, anywhere.

Last night you hid.

Two of them.

'Cause I got a purpose. I'm carrying Roy.

That's what I'm saying.

Your purpose is your problem.

[ horse whinnies ]

Somebody's coming.How many?

One.

It looks like that deputy. Get the boy out of the kitchen.

On your feet.

How?

Take him and the girl upstairs.

You come with me.

♪♪

Roy, you up to holding a gun?

I guess so.

We got a visitor.

One man, but he's wearing a badge.

Don't be too surprised you hear a gunshot.

Be quiet.

You gonna murder him?

If he gives us cause.

Roy's awake. I gave him a gun.

Go in the living room.

When he comes up on the porch, we'll have him covered from both ways.

What if he wants in?

Send him away.

Tell him the girl shouldn't be disturbed.

He'll ask about Stacey.

Tell him anything. You know what to tell him.

I'm letting him live, Mr. Grainger. You do your part.

♪♪

Roy?

I'm going up.

No. You might walk into a gun.

You cover the stairs. I'll take care of the law.

I don't see him.

All right, Mr. Grainger,

it's time you earned your keep.

Over here.

You want it right where you're sitting?

Well, now, if you did that, you wouldn't have a hostage, would you?

You'd have to fight.

What you want of me is to draw him out

so's you can lay back and hide.

Murder him and run.

That how you got your reputation, Mr. Stetler?

That how it was back in that stockyard at Modoc?

Who'd you use then for protection?

I'm gonna settle with you.

And what are the words to that song they sing around the campfire?

Coward? Murderer?

I could take him.I don't think so.

I told you,

any lawman, one at a time, head on.

Not this one. He's fast.

I'm faster.I doubt that, Mr. Stetler.

What's his name?

Ryker.

Ryker!

I don't take to being called a murderer, I'm a gunfighter, Mr. Grainger.

A gunfighter.Call it anything you please.

Cullen? Cover me.

You're going out to him?I walked in to the Dutchman!

Don't waste your time! He's a back-woods sheriff!

I don't give a care about him!

It's this... this ramrod I'm gonna show.

You've been sticking me ever since I came here,

looking down your nose, spitting near my boots.

Running, hiding, stealing eggs, murderer?

Well, you're gonna eat every word. You're gonna respect!

♪♪

[ pistol cocks ]

Ryker!

Now's your chance to take me!

I'm comin' out!

Mr. Stetler!

You hurt?

No. Are you?

No.

He's dead.

♪♪

That was bad.

[ cock crows ]

Well,

let's get back to raising chickens.

♪♪

[ theme music playing ]