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[ theme music playing ]

♪♪

Uh, you'd better not come any farther.

I sure don't like seeing you this way.

Well, I don't like it either, but it's better than not

seeing each other at all.

I wish I knew what your father had against me,

outside of the fact that my name's Grainger.

For him, that's enough.

It just doesn't make any sense.

If I could only talk to him...

It wouldn't do any good. I know. I've tried.

He just says, "The Graingers aren't our kind."

What kind are we? What makes us so different?

The size of your ranch against ours.

Do you think it would help if I told him

that that big ranch also has a very big mortgage?

I'm afraid not.

Pa's had a hard time of it,

and I guess it's, well,

kind of made him sour against anybody

who's been more successful.

Oh, I know it's foolish, but that's just the way he is.

Maybe in time--

How long? A week? A month?

Ten years?

I don't know, Stacey.

if you'd rather not see me anymore...

I'm sorry, Kathy.

It's not your fault.

It's just getting me down, having to be so sneaky about it,

as if we were doing something wrong.

But I guess it's better than not seeing you at all.

♪♪

I'd better go now.

Next week.

Next week.

Pa!

Kind of surprised you, me turning up here, huh?

Yes. Yes, you did.

I thought you were working the north range.

I was, until Gil told me what was going on down here.

I wasn't doing anything wrong, Pa.

I'll say about that.

You get yourself on home.

We'll talk about it later.

Come on, Gil.

What are you going to do?

Nothing that concerns you.

Come on!

♪♪

I want to talk to you.

I'm listening, Mr. Young.

[ chuckles ] You've said that before.

Maybe you was just being polite, hmm?

I don't lay too much

store by manners, Grainger.

I expect a man to act like he hears what I say to him.

I've been listening, Mr. Young, but so far

I haven't heard what you've got against me.

You heard you weren't to see my girl.

I told you that, didn't I?Yes, sir.

And you paid just about as much mind

as a hog would to Sunday.

Well, I hoped you'd change your mind.

Maybe if you told me what you don't like about me,

I might be able to do something.

One smart thing I can tell you--

Keep those fast Texas hands of yours away from that gun.

Unless of course you want a Winchester bullet straight through your head.

I've got no more reason to draw against you, Mr. Young,

than you have to be against me.

I don't need a reason.

I run my house according to the way I see things,

and I'm telling you right, now, once and for all,

to stay away from Kathy, is that clear?

Yes, sir, but...

You're on my land. Get off it.

Now.

♪♪

You got any sense, you'd better slack off on this rope.

I'll slack off when you're off my property.

♪♪

What happened to you?

Maybe someday I'll learn how to stay on a horse.

Prairie dog hole?I don't know. We just parted company.

Listen, I figured I'd clean up out here

so I wouldn't worry the folks.

Still gonna notice your clothes.

Yeah. Do you suppose I could, uh,

borrow a pair of pants from someone?What about your jacket?

Oh, I don't know.

It'd be all right if I could shake this dust off of it.

Those rope burns aren't gonna shake off.

I guess maybe you're right.

You think maybe I'll be able to get away with carrying it?

I got a better idea. Suppose you tell me who it was

that dragged you at the end of a rope?

You can tell me too, while you're at it.

Who did this to you, and why?

It's nothing. I'm gonna live.

Well, now, that's very reassuring, but I want an answer.

It's a long story, Granddad.

I have a long evening to listen to it.

Uh, I think I'll get cleaned up.

That might be advisable.I'll take care of your horse, Stace.

Thank you.

And that's all there was to it.

I don't know what got into Mr. Young.

Did it occur to you, Stacey,

that Cal Young isn't obliged

to offer you any explanation of his attitude toward you?

I don't suppose he has to, but then again,

if he's not obliged to keep his opinions to himself,

I'm not obliged to respect them, am I?

I don't subscribe to the way he deals with people,

but the fact remains that he owes you

absolutely nothing in the way of explanation.

But that's unfair, Granddad.

A lot of things are, but we learn to live with them.

That may take a lot of learning.

I suspect you will.

But for now, you get this straight--

When a man tells you he doesn't want you calling on his daughter,

that's all you have to hear.

Doesn't the girl have anything to say about who she wants to call on her?

JOHN: Usually a great deal.

But that doesn't alter the fact that her father may use his own discretion,

listening to what she has to say.

In other words, Mr. Young is right and I'm wrong?

I said that Cal Young was within his rights

when he told you to stay away from Kathy.

I didn't say,

nor did I mean

that I approved of how he enforced that order.

But I'll take care of that matter myself.

If you don't mind, I think it's my matter. I was the one he dragged.

Which makes you the person least likely

to convince him that he made a mistake.

I'd like to try.

I know you would, Stacey.

All the more reason that I should do it for you.

Granddad...Yes?

Are you gonna have to approve of the young men who call on me?

What young men?

I have my eye on a couple.

Oh, I imagine I'll have a few opinions now and then.

Which doesn't mean that I'll have any of them dragged at the end of a rope,

if that's what's worrying you.

Yeah, sure. Don't worry.

We'll just chase them off on foot.

Thanks, Stacey. I knew I could depend on you.

It's nothing.

♪♪

You must be Kathy.

I'm Stacey's grandfather.

Is your father around?No, sir.

Have you any idea where I might find him?

He went to Uncle Donovan's. It's just over the hill.

Thank you.Is...

Is Stacey all right?

He's fine, thank you, Kathy.

Where am I gonna get $300 this time of the year?

You should've thought of that when you borrowed the money.

Look, if you force me to sell all that beef now to pay you the money

at the bottom of the market...

I'm not forcing you to do anything.

What do you call it then?

I call it a straight out-and-out business deal.

I loaned you the money for a year, and the year's up.

It's as simple as that.

Fine brother you turned out to be.

If you wasn't my brother, you wouldn't have got the money in the first place.

The point is, I got my bills to pay too.

All right. You'll get it.

Soon as I can find a buyer.

Cal, you staying for lunch?

I don't think my brother feels like feeding me, Martha.

I'll be expecting to hear from you.

[ hoof beats approach ]

Ain't that John Grainger?

[ whinnies ]

Sure is.

Wonder what he wants around here.

Me.

You looking for me?

Does that surprise you?

No. Or worry me none, either.

I'm here to make sure we understand each other, Mr. Young.

I don't want you to make the same mistake

you made with my grandson yesterday.

Grainger, maybe you don't realize it,

but you ain't welcome on my land.

Shut up, Donovan.

Nobody runs off the great John Grainger.

Nobody.

Nobody has to.

That's what I'm here to say.

If you ever have a problem with anyone at Shiloh--

my family or any of the hands--

you take it up with me.

It'll save you a lot of trouble.

I ain't afraid of trouble.

You'll have plenty

if you ever try to repeat what you did to my grandson.

Is that clear?

You gonna let him trespass here all day?

You've used up your time, mister. Get.

I've had my say.

Well, there goes one possible buyer.

He ain't the only one around.

I thought with me backing you up the way I did,

you might change your mind about that note.

Family's family against strangers.

That don't change things between us.

Stacey?

How'd it go?

Oh, about as I expected.

He wouldn't change his mind about letting Stace see Kathy?

That wasn't the purpose of the meeting.

I know. But I thought when he saw

what a handsome grandfather Stacey had,

he'd figure Stace couldn't be all bad.

Well, now,

didn't exactly work out that way.

I'm sorry about Kathy.

Seems like a nice girl.She is.

But I'll have to insist, though,

that you respect her father's wishes, even though I disagree with him.

What am I supposed to do?

What if I run into her in town?

Supposed to pretend that I don't know her?

That could be awkward.

[ hood beats approaching ]

Perhaps there's a way to avoid that possibility.

Come on.

What does he mean by that?

Oh, he just, uh...

I don't know.

Howdy. How are you feeling today?

Oh, a little stiff, but I'll manage to live.

Have you assigned anybody to make the repairs

on that line shack you were telling me about?

Not yet.I have a candidate.

It's on the northeast range.

Got pretty well chewed up in that big storm last winter.

Needs to be fixed up before the spring roundup.

Northeast range, you said?

Just about as far away from Kathy

as I can locate you for the moment.

Don't you think it would be a good character-builder

if I just hung around here and kind of resisted temptation?

Perhaps you've got a point.

But that wouldn't put a new roof on our line shack, now, would it?

♪♪

Got a real sense of humor.

Yes, he does, doesn't he?

♪♪

There it is, Stace.

Be it ever so humble,

there's no place like a line shack.

Well, at least he wasn't making it up just to get me out here.

Let's take a look inside.

Do you think you're ready for that?

[ coughs ]

I don't know why he wants anything changed.

I think it's got a lot of charm.

You, know, plenty of ventilation, good sunlight.

What more could a man ask for?

Uh, the tools are inside here.

A saw,

hammer, plenty of nails.

You won't mind if I leave as soon as we get the grub unloaded, do you?

Oh, that's just what I like: a good fair-weather friend.

Now, you said you didn't want to be treated like the boss's grandson.

You just wanted to be another one of the hands.I take it back.

Too late.

Gonna have to fix this.Uh-huh.

♪♪

Unhook that, will you, Stace?

Give me a hand, will you, Trampas?

Well, whatever you don't eat, just stack in the corner.

We'll use it during roundup.

Somebody must've had a sale on tomatoes.

Well, so long, pard.

Any, uh, message you want me to give a certain girl?

No, I don't think so, but thanks.

Well, so long.

So long.

Hi, boy. [ clicks tongue ]

[ humming ]

Morning.

Morning, Pa.

How many eggs?

Oh, the usual.

You're getting over him, ain't you?

That, uh, Stacey Grainger, I mean.

I suppose so.

I heard you singing when I come in.

Was I?

Yeah, you was.

He ain't been around for over a week now.

It's... It's time you did get over it.

Yes, Pa.

You think it's easy being a father and a mother

to a girl growing up the way you are?

Huh? Maybe I ain't the best,

but I'm a considerable hoop and holler from being the worst.

Least I care what kind of a woman you turn out to be

His kind are...

they're no good for you, Kathy.

Can't we talk about something else?

Sure. Sure.

Long as you understand one thing:

Rich boy like young Grainger,

they don't have no respect for people like us.

You stay in your own class, and you'll be a lot better off.

You understand?

DONOVAN: Cal!

It's Donovan.

Probably come to tell me why

he can't pay what he owes me.

Morning.

Guess you know why I'm here.

Due day on your note.That's right.

I brought you the money--

principal and interest.

Had to sacrifice some cattle to do it, but here it is.

Every cent I owe you.

Count it.

Martha says the next time I need money,

I'd get better terms at the bank.

Well, Martha's a good cook,

but she don't know much about business.

As long as we're being businesslike,

sign that note as "paid in full."

Thank you, Donovan.

Anytime I can help you out, you just let me know, huh?

Thank you, brother. You're welcome.

Stay for some breakfast.

No, thanks. I can't afford it.

♪♪

What did Uncle Donovan want?

Came to pay me $300 he owed me.

Why didn't he stay?

Because he's a sorehead.

Always has been, ever since he was a little boy.

Wanted everything his own way.

Uh...

Need anything in town?

I'm going in to make a deposit at the bank.

No, thanks.

Thought maybe you might need a new dress or something.

No, I really don't.

Well, have it your way.

♪♪

Granddad,

how long will Stacey be up at the line shack?

Oh, just as long as it takes him to make the repairs.

It seems so dead around here.

Well, thanks.

You know what I mean.

'Course I do.

Repairs had to be made.

Just the same, I hate to think of Stacey being run out

because of that awful old man.

You know it's true.

You wouldn't have given Stacey the job if it hadn't been for Mr. Young.

I just thought it was a good idea

to get him out of the way of temptation for a while.

You know how hot-tempered he is.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

Well, I'd better be getting started.

Where are you off to?

Into town. Mrs. Wilkins should be ready with the dress.

Another dress?

I discussed it with you before I ordered it.

I told you I had to have a new dress to replace the green organdy

that simply won't do anymore for the dances in town,

and you said to go ahead and get it. Don't you remember?

Yes, I guess I do.

That was the evening you brought me my robe,

my slippers, and a piece of cake.

Pure coincidence.

Bye, bye.

♪♪

[ calling ]

♪♪

I think I'll take another look around where he was found.

[ horse team approaches ]

I just heard about it. Where is he?

I took your brother's body into town, Mr. Young.

I just broke the news to Kathy. I'm sorry.

That poor girl.Elizabeth Grainger's in there with her now.

I'll go to her.

How'd it happen? Who did it?I don't know yet.

They said he was shot in the back.

Yeah, that's right. One shot.Nobody saw anything?

All I know, Mr. Young, is what Elizabeth told me.

She was on her way into town and found him

a couple of miles north of here

No tracks?Yeah, too many.

On the way to town, you know.

I'm gonna run out there now,

but I don't think it'll do any good.

She's all right, now that her aunt's with her.

I'll be going home now.All right.

You go ahead, Elizabeth. You've had a rough day.

Mr. Young, I'm sorry about your brother.

Thanks. And, uh,

thanks for looking after Kathy till we got here.

There wasn't much I could do.

Are you gonna question Stacey Grainger?

On account of that run-in he had with your brother?That's right.

Well, I'll tell you, Mr. Young, it seems to me like

this was plain murder for profit.

His horse was missing, wallet was on the ground beside him, empty.

If I was Stacey Grainger, I'd make it look like robbery.

Well, do you really think Stacey could shoot a man in the back?

I'm saying he had a grudge against my brother.

As a law officer, it's your duty to investigate every suspect,

even if he's a Grainger.

What's that supposed to mean?

I don't think I have to spell it out.

I'll make allowances, Mr. Young, this time.

♪♪

They may have the rest of the town in their pocket,

but they didn't own Cal.

They don't own me.

Stacey can be stubborn, hot-headed,

but he'd never shoot a man in the back.

Not even a man who dragged him at the end of a rope.

If you were any judge of character, you'd know that.

Well, I didn't say I thought he would, Mr. Grainger,

but I wouldn't be doing my job if I didn't check him out, now, would I?

Well, I suppose you're right.

Anyway, he isn't here.

He's out on the range repairing a line shack.

Been there all week.

You tell me which one it is, and I'll ride out there.

I'll do better than that. I'll ride with you.

Good. How's Elizabeth?

Shaky. Too bad she had to be the one to find him.

Poor kid. She was white as a sheet when she came for me.

Hello.How do you feel?

Queasy. Where are you going?

Mr. Ryker and I have a little business to attend to.

You just take it easy now.

♪♪

Stacey?

Stacey!

Not much work done around here for him being here a week.

You should've seen this shack when we got here.

Take a couple of days just to clean it up.

How long would you say since a horse has been in this corral?

Well, maybe a day.I don't see a sharp hoof print in there.

It could've blown here last night. Wind would've filled in any tracks.

We don't have to cover anything up for Stacey.

I don't know why he isn't here or what he's doing,

but I'm sure he's not off somewhere killing his neighbors.

Mr. Grainger, I'm still gonna still have to know what he has been up to.

He's probably out hunting.

Canned food and salt meat get pretty tiresome.

Why don't I have a look around for him?

All right. But if he doesn't show up by tonight,

I'll have search party out here in the morning.

Won't be any need for that. I'll round him up before dark.

I'll have him in your office by tomorrow.

You can be sure of that.

Well, I hope you do,

because if you don't...

He's gonna have to be posted as a fugitive.

♪♪

Afternoon.

Say, I ran into Ryker in town.

He said he was out to the line shack with you, looking for Stace.

Have you seen him?No, I haven't been out that way.

I can't understand why he wasn't there. He hadn't finished the work.

Want me to get up a search party?Not yet.

I left Trampas out there.

If they don't show up by tonight, we'll do something about it in the morning.

Well, I wouldn't worry too much about him if I were you.

Well, the sooner he shows up, the better I'll like it.

♪♪

Granddad,

Mr. Blinns is here to see you.

Mr. Blinns? Who's he?

I met him this morning. He worked for Mr. Young.

Did he say what he wanted to talk to me about?

No. He just said he'd wait for you to get back.

Granddad?

Is Stacey mixed up in this?

What makes you think that?

Well, something's going on.

First, you and Mr. Ryker were in your study all morning,

and then you rode out and didn't tell me where you were going.

He just wanted to talk to Stacey.

Routine formality.

Are you sure that's all it was?

What other reason could there be?

None, I guess.

Then you just stop worrying.

Mr. Grainger,

I'm Gil Blinns.

What can I do for you, Mr. Blinns?

Nice place you got here.

Must make a mint of money off a ranch like Shiloh.

Well, now.

that's a slight exaggeration.

Be a mint to me, anyway.

One thing about being a poor homesteader

and part-time ranch hand-- a man don't come by expensive needs

What are those needs, Mr. Blinns?

I assume they're somewhat related to your being here.

Well, I think I got something to sell, Mr. Grainger,

something you'll want to buy.

Being a poor man, like I said,

what'll help me won't hurt a man in your position.

What are you selling?Oh, it's no small thing.

At least, I'd look for you to figure your grandson's life

worth something.

Go on, Mr. Blinns.

Well, I just happened to be nearby

where Cal and Stacey met the morning Cal was murdered.

I wasn't within earshot,

but from the way they was acting, I wouldn't call it a friendly talk.

Are you telling me you witnessed a meeting

between Cal Young and my grandson?

Right out on the road to town,

where it passes my place.

Not far from where Cal was bushwhacked.

And you feel that information should be worth a lot of money to me?

If I keep it to myself,

like I done up to now.

I ain't even told Cal's brother about it... yet.

Get out!

You're making a big mistake.

You think because I ain't got a big ranch of my own, nobody's gonna listen to me.

They don't need to.

If that meeting took place, my grandson will tell it himself to the proper authority.

You'll be sorry you run me off.

Get out of here!

♪♪

[ door closes ]

♪♪

Sheriff.Miss Young, I'd like to talk with Kathy.

If she isn't up to it, I can come back tomorrow.

No, I'm sure it'll be all right. Come in.

Thank you.

I'll tell her you're here.

Kathy? Mr. Ryker's here to see you.

Hello, Kathy.

Sheriff.

It'd help me, Kathy, if you wouldn't mind answering a few questions,

if you think you're up to it

I'm all right.

But first I want you to know that Stacey didn't do it.

I mean, he couldn't have. He just couldn't.

Well, I haven't accused him of it, Kathy.

Well, I know, but lots of people knew about the row

he and my father had, and I didn't want you to think--

Kathy, we've been all through that.

You're just gonna have to let Mr. Ryker decide who did it.

Not exactly, Mrs. Young. A jury will decide that.

Oh, of course.

That's what I meant.

Well, if you don't need me,

I have supper on the stove.

Kathy hasn't eaten a thing all day.

Thank you.

Why don't we sit down here, Kathy?

Uh, did your father have any...

well, did he have any enemies that you knew of,

besides Stacey?

Not that I know about.

See, Pa wasn't very sociable.

In fact, he didn't get to know many people well enough

to be friends or enemies with them.

He just sort of minded his own business.

Couldn't it have just been some drifter?

Well, yes, it could have,

but why would somebody want to rob your father, Kathy?

I mean, what can he hope to get from him?

Well, he got $300.

Three hu--

What was your father doing carrying $300 on him?

He was taking it in to the bank.

Where did he get it? I mean, people don't generally carry--

Uncle Donovan gave it to him.

He was over that morning. When Pa came in the house,

he told me that Uncle Donovan had paid him what he owed him.

That's why he was going to the bank.

Well, did you see the money?

No, he paid him outside.

Your uncle didn't come in the house here, then?

I asked Pa about that,

and he said Uncle Donovan was angry at him.

Oh, I didn't mean that to sound wrong.

I mean, they got along fine most of the time.

It was just, well,

a family argument, you know.

Yeah.

And you can't think of anyone else who might've had it in for him.

No.

All right.

Well, thank you, Kathy.

I'm sorry I troubled you, but I...

It's all right.

♪♪

[ horses approaching ]

I found my brother's horse

grazing on Shiloh range

a couple of miles from where he was killed.

Now do you believe it wasn't a murder for profit?

I don't get the connection.

If that was what he was after, why would he turn loose

a good horse and saddle?

Well, he might've felt it would make him look a little conspicuous,

leading a spare horse around.

Outside of disagreeing with anything I suggest,

I'd like to know just what you are doing

to try to find my brother's killer.

I'm asking questions, Mr. Young, for one thing.

Like what?

Well, like I can't figure out

why anyone after a haul would pick on your brother.

Exactly. Everybody knew Cal wasn't a rich man.

Even a drifter could tell that by looking at him.

That's right.

So I guess that leaves two people who knew

he was carrying around $300 in his wallet-- you and Kathy.

Are you trying to say you think I murdered my own brother?

I'm not trying to say that, Mr. Young.

I wouldn't jump to that conclusion, even though you had a row with him,

any more than I'd accuse Stacey Grainger just because they had trouble.

A man's got to be careful who he accuses of murder.

♪♪

[ whistles ]

Where the devil have you been? I've been looking all over for you.

Why? What's the matter?

Cal Young got killed, that's what's the matter. Ryker wants to talk to you.

Cal Young, killed?Shot in the back.

You say Ryker wants to see me?

He and your granddad went out to the line shack looking for you.

Where have you been?Around.

You gonna be in trouble over this killing, Stace?

I didn't kill him, if that's what you're asking,

but I might be in trouble.

Let's go.

♪♪

Mr. Grainger, I told you he'd show up.

You and the boys go on back to the ranch.

Yes, sir.

Trampas told me what happened. I'm sorry.

A man named Blinns just tried to blackmail me.

He wanted me to pay him not to tell that he saw

that he saw you and Young together just before the killing.

What about that?

I went to see Mr. Young.

I don't know what happened after I left him.

You gave me your word.

I promised I wouldn't see Kathy.

I asked you to stay away from both of them.

I know.

I just thought that... Well, I wanted one more chance.

Thought maybe I might be able to get through to him.

Didn't work. He got sore, and I left.

That's all?

That's all.

Where were you when Ryker and I rode out to the line shack?

Just riding, trying to think.

Well, it's too bad you didn't do your thinking sooner.

Does Ryker think I did it?

He didn't when we rode out there.

I don't know what he'll think now.

Let's get to town and find out.

♪♪

All right.

So, you went to see him. Then what?

Tried to talk to him, but he wouldn't listen.

And then I saw how worked up he was getting,

and I rode off-- that's all there was to it.

You didn't see anyone else around there?No.

And you say you just wandered around the rest of the day?

Listen, I know it sounds funny, but that's what I did.

I had a lot on my mind and was trying to sort some of it out.

That's not much of an alibi.

You had a row with him, you went back to see him again,

and then you can't account for where you were the rest of the day.

Don't you believe me?I believe you. I believe you.

but that's gonna give his brother something to holler about, I tell you.

What about this man Blinns trying to blackmail me?

Be a waste of time, Mr. Grainger.

Bring him in, he'll just deny it. It'll be your word against his.

♪♪

Hold it.

Those horses-- That's the Shiloh brand.

You go on. I'll meet you at the undertaker's.

Well, I see you finally got around to it.

Or is this just a social visit with old friends?

Sorry about your brother, Mr. Young

Blinns tells me he saw him and my brother together just before it happened.

Did you know that?They just told me.

He also offered to sell me the same information.

Confidentially, of course.

I don't believe you.

I didn't think you would.

Well, Sheriff, you gonna arrest him?

Not without more evidence than that.

What does a Grainger have to do to get arrested for murder in this town?

They found my brother's horse on Shiloh range.

The money's probably hidden out there too, unless he's already spent it.

Money? What are you talking about?

Young had $300 in his wallet, Mr. Grainger.

Now, I've already sent word to towns around here

to pick up any drifter that flashes a roll.

All right, wait a minute.

Maybe he thinks I've still got it.

Should be about $5 in there.

You satisfied?

No.

I don't think you're stupid enough to carry it on you.

Well, maybe you'd like to search my saddlebags.

Come on. You can be sure I don't get rid of it outside.

Come on, check it out.

That won't prove anything.

I'm sorry, but that's the best I can do. Now, take a look.

Don't get smart with me, you fresh punk!

♪♪

Looks like you ran your bluff a little too far.

I never saw it before. Somebody put it there.

Sure, they did. You.

Stacey's horse was outside for over an hour.

Anybody could've slipped that can into his saddlebag.

Maybe you can tell me who's mad enough at your grandson to want to frame him.

I don't know, but you tell me--

If Stacey did what you say, why would he

stuff the money into a can and carry it around with him?

My guess is he wanted it handy

so he could dip into it when he needed cash.

Well, Sheriff?

I'll take your gun.

♪♪

Stacey.

I'd like to talk to him.

All right.

Now, let's understand each other.

I don't care what you think of me.

All I'm after is seeing that the man who killed my brother

hangs for it,

no matter who he is.

I don't know what to say.

I've told you everything I can.

Are you sure, Stace?

Look, you don't think I had any--Of course I don't.

But are you sure you haven't forgotten something,

something that might be important?

No.

No, the only thing that I'm sure of is that somebody put that money there,

and it had to be since we got to town.

Well, don't you worry now.

We'll find out who it is.

♪♪

All right.

Sorry, Stacey. I don't have any choice.

He didn't do it, Emmett.I don't think he did either.

I didn't say I thought he was innocent.

I know he is. Somebody's trying to frame him.

The question is, who?

What about that man Blinns?

He saw Young after Stacey did.

No, I don't think so, Mr. Grainger.

He worked for Cal. As far as I can find out, they got along fine.

But whoever did it must've had something against Stacey too.

You don't try to get a man hung for no reason.

I don't have any choice but to charge Stacey. You know that.

I understand that. Of course.

I also realize that if the case

came to trial right now, Stacey wouldn't have a chance.

The judge won't be here for a week. You've got that long, anyway.

Look here, Emmett.

You're not gonna walk away from this, now that Stacey's behind bars.

No, I'm not walking away from it.

I'd just advise you

to get yourself a good lawyer, just in case.

I'll be back in the morning.

♪♪

♪♪

[ hoof beats approaching ]

Hi. Did you see Stacey?

Yes, honey, I saw him.

Is he coming home soon?

What's the matter?

They're trying to frame Stacey for Cal Young's murder.

Stacey? Why would anyone want to do that?

Divert attention from themselves.

I don't know. I don't know what the reason is.

Well, he hasn't got any enemies.

At least, not like that.

Does he have any enemies that you know of?

Where is Stacey? Why didn't he come home with you?

He's in jail.

Ryker had to do it. Had no choice.

What are we gonna do? We can't let him stay there.

Don't worry. We'll get him out of it.

How?I don't know.

But we will. I promise you that.

Is there anything I can do to help?

There just might be.

You packed the groceries that Stacey took with him to the line shack.

Do you remember what you put in?Yes. Why?

Were there any canned tomatoes?

Mm-hmm. Six cans. Stacey likes them.

Remember the brand?

Dalton's, the kind we always use. Why?

I'm just curious.

Is there anything I can get you?

No, thanks, honey. You run along now.

♪♪

I don't believe it.

There must be some explanation.

Seems to me you ought to be glad they caught the man that killed your pa

instead of trying to make excuses for him.

Donovan, you shouldn't talk like that to Kathy.

It's so hard to accept.

The jury'll accept it. That's all that counts.

Well, we'd better go on home.

You all packed?

Not yet. I...

MARTHA: There's no rush on that.

Give the poor girl a chance to get organized.

I'll stay with her tonight.

You sure you two will be all right here all alone?

Of course.Don't worry. My shack's right nearby.

Walk out with me, Martha.

I talked to Carson at the bank.

He said Cal owned the place free and clear,

so there'll be no trouble selling the house.

Can't all that wait?

Kathy is our ward now. She's gonna move in with us.

There's no sense in paying taxes on a house

any longer than necessary.

Now, see what you can do to hurry her up.

♪♪

Anything I can do, you just call on me.

Thank you.

Don't worry about the Grainger kid.

He wasn't near good enough for you.

Good night, Kathy.

Good night.

Good night, Mrs. Young.Good night, Gil.

Good morning, Elizabeth.Good morning.

I wondered, am I allowed to see Stacey?

No reason why not.

Did your grandfather come into town with you?

No, he left the ranch early this morning.

I don't know where he went.

You take all the time you want.Thank you.

Stacey?

Liz, what are you doing here?

Can't a sister pay her brother a social call?

Oh, I thought you might be bringing me a little file.

I didn't know what size to get.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, Stacey, I think it's terrible making you stay here.

I don't exactly like the idea myself.

Is there anything I can do?

I mean, seriously.

Yeah.

Yeah, if you happen to run into Kathy,

you might tell her that I'm sorry about what happened to her dad,

and that I didn't have anything to do with it.

I'm sure she knows that.

But I'll tell her anyway.

Thanks.

And, uh, thanks for coming.

Stacey, don't worry.

Granddad's going to get you out of here.

Did he say how?

No.

But he will. He said so.

I know, I know, Liz.

I was just making a little joke, that's all.

Listen, I don't think you'd better hang around here.

It's not exactly a place for a young lady.

All right.

And I'll tell Kathy what you said.

Bye, bye.

Bye, bye.

♪♪

Three of 'em left inside. How many did he use?

Three.

That accounts for the six Elizabeth said he brought out here.

Where'd the one come from they found in his saddlebag?

That's a good question.

When I get the answer, I'll know who the murderer is.

TRAMPAS: What are you doing?

Checking to see how it was opened.

With a can opener, like we always do. There's one inside.

Ride into town, find Ryker.

Tell him to meet me at Donovan Young's ranch,

and tell him to bring the can that had the money in it.

Donovan Young's ranch?

You got some idea that--Have to start somewhere.

They're brothers.

So were Cain and Abel.

What kind of nonsense is this?

It's the only tangible piece of evidence we've got to work on.

I don't consider that nonsense.

Well, you're barking up the wrong tree. We don't buy canned goods.

We grow what we eat.

Take a look inside if you don't believe me.

That won't be necessary.

Where does this fellow Blinns live?

He's got a shack near the Young's place.

I'll go with you.

I thought you considered this a lot of nonsense.

Well, you claimed your grandson was framed.

I just want to make sure you don't try the same thing.

Suit yourself.

♪♪

Gil!

Here's one.

What do you think that proves?

Maybe everything.

Cut with a knife, exactly the same as the other.

Why would Blinns...

Let's find out.

See if he's around.

If you find him, don't tell him why we're here.

Martha?

Kathy?

Martha? Kathy? Where is everybody?

I was in the smokehouse. What's the matter?We're looking for Gil Blinns.

He said he was going down to the south pasture to look for some strays. Why?

How long ago did he leave?

An hour or so. Kathy wanted to be back in time to finish packing.

Kathy went with him?Yes. He suggested it,

and I thought it would do her good to get some fresh air.

Why are you asking all these questions?

They want to question him about Calls murder.

Gil? But I thought it was Stacey that...

I know, Mrs. Young.

Maybe we made a mistake.

You wait here till we come back.

♪♪

No sign of him.

You wait here in case we miss him.

Shall we give them a breather?

You're treating me like a tenderfoot.

I thought maybe you still weren't feeling too good.

I think I'm still a bit numb.

Aunt Martha was right.

It is good just to breathe fresh air again.

You're looking better already.

Maybe it's all for the best.

What do you mean?

I know the way your pa treated you.

I tried to talk to him about it, but he wouldn't listen.

He didn't mean it.

Just the same, it wasn't right.

You'll be better off without both of them.

Gil, you shouldn't say such a thing.

I'm sorry.[ horse whinnies ]

♪♪

Who do you think they are?

One of looks like Uncle Donovan.

And the sheriff.Let's go.

Why? Let's see what they want.

I know what they want. Come on.What's gotten into you?

You never acted like this before.I did it for you!

You?Don't you understand?

Come on. There's still time.

Don't touch me.

I'm not going to leave you here now, Kathy.

I can't.

They'd let young Grainger go, and you and he would...

I won't let that happen.

No matter what.

You don't leave me any choice, Kathy.

Either you go with me...

or...No!

Everything's all right now, Kathy.

It's all over.

♪♪

Are you all right?Yes.

It's, uh, very neighborly of you

to let Stacey help after, well...

That's all finished.

I was on my way to town.

Elizabeth asked me to invite Kathy

to supper tomorrow night.

Oh, I'd love to come. That is,

if you and Aunt Martha don't need me here.

You go right ahead.Good.

I'll ride with you. See you tomorrow night, now.

Bye.Bye, bye.

Bye.Bye, Stacey.

♪♪

Nice people.

Well, let's get you settled.

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