All language subtitles for S06E25 - The Decision

[ theme music playing ]

Hey!

Huh.

Ah-huh!

Whoa.

[ laughs ]

[ laughing ]

Hey, come on. Here.

Hurry.

Come on.

That sign outside says
you're from Texas, mister.

Well, I don't believe it.

'Cause he don't
look like a Texan.

And he sure enough
don't act like one.

And your watered-down whisky
ain't fit for a Texas belly.

[ laughing ]

What do you say, folks?

Anybody here
like this man's whisky?

Well, then you
don't mind us putting
this gent out of business.

[ laughing ]

All right, boys.

The war is over.

That sounds like
Yankee talk to me.

Nuh-unh.

That's law talk,
and you know it.

What outfit you men with?

You better
tell him, Lou.

This here's Dan Porter,

the great Dan Porter.

LOU: He don't look
so great to me.

Especially not with
a holstered gun.

Sonny, when I draw it,
I use it.

And I'd sure hate
to trade bullets with you boys
over a few broken bottles.

That's smart, Sheriff.
That's real smart.

So you just stand there
and watch us while
we break a few more,

'cause we don't like
this man's whisky.

Now hold on, sonny,
hold on.

Just a minute here now.

What's wrong
with the man's whisky?

Slop!

Slop?

Charlie, you feeding
these gentlemen slop?

Yeah, it's
watered down.

Oh, I don't know.
Now it looks all right.

Smells all right.

And tastes all right.

Uhh...

Well, it looks like I arrived
in the nick of time.
I'm sorry, Dan.

I was clear
at the other end of town
when I heard the shooting.

That's all right, Frank.
I don't mind
fighting them alone.

But you know something?
I sure do hate
to carry them alone.

Now let's see. Uh...

I'll take the little one.
Do you mind?

Fair enough.

Charlie.

That cowboy you hit in the head
with a bottle has got
quite a headache.

I think he'll live, though.

You bandage his head?Yeah.

Very considerate, Frank.

I could only wish you were
a mite more cautious.

Huh?

Clear down at the other
end of town alone.

The Barskin lot does
most of their drinking
down there.

There wasn't any trouble.Well, the fact is
there could have been.

But you left half
your authority here.
How many times

do I have to tell you,
when you walk into
a trouble situation alone,

you take this
scatter gun with you?

No, you'd rather walk around
with a smile on your face
and be known as a nice guy.

Oh, now, listen.You listen.

This is a hard job
and it's a tough job.

And with that in your hands
you look twice as hard
and twice as tough.

It doesn't matter
if people like you.

It matters that
they take orders from you.

Now when we're together,
it's one thing.

But when you're alone,
you take this with you,
you understand?

Yes, sir.All right.

That Barskin drops by
to bail those two out,

you tell him $50
should cover the damages.

I'm going home
to get some dinner.

Oh, and I almost forgot,
Emily dropped by about 10:00
this morning,

left this for you.

Something wrong, Dan?

I never thought it would happen.

Really happen.

Frank, what time did that
stage leave this morning?

Usual time, 11:00.

You just got yourself
a promotion, lad.

Do a good job.

Hi, Stace.
Picked up a couple
of new hands in town.

Would you show 'em
around, please?Certainly.

Gentlemen.

Howdy.
Stace Grainger.

Wes Manning.

Porter.
Dan Porter.

Nice to know you.

Now let's see.

I think we got a couple
of bunks down here at the end.

Yeah, these two
top ones right here.

Right.

Seems like I get the top bunk
no matter where I go.

Is that a fact?
Appears to me

you're not old enough
to have gone that many places.

Oh, I worked
for top outfits all over.

Do tell. I would have guessed
it was your first job.

What about you, Porter?

What do you mean?

You take the kid here
for an old hand?

Well, I guess it's kind of hard
to tell a man from his looks.

Just watch me
on that range, mister.

I can do the work
of two men.

Just watch me out there.

I was just
pulling your leg.

Just do a good job--
that's all that counts
around here.

We'll see you later.

THE VIRGINIAN: Pour me
a cup of that, Cecil.

Porter.Hmm?

Oh, good evening.Evening.

Everything all right?Oh, yeah, just fine.

In the morning I'm gonna
put you with Stacey
riding fence.

Whatever you say, sir.

What about me, boss?

Well, I'm not sure yet.
Just what do you do best?

You name it
and I can do it.

I got a lot of branding to do.

I was hoping you'd say that.

I can hold my own in a hot iron
with the best of 'em.

Mm-hmm. Well, we'll
start you out as one
of the ketch hands,

sort of work your way up.

That suits me fine.

See you
in the morning, boys.Good night.

Boy, they tell me
he's a great one to work for.

Is that right?Gives every man an even break.

That's all I ask for, boy--
an even break.

[ sighs ] Harper, why don't you
come on over here

and help me take the chill
off this deck?Right.

WES: This game open?

That depends, son.

The name of this game
is poker, not marbles.

Well, I can play poker.

And I got $5
to back me up, too.

Sir, you just sit yourself
right down here.
Sit right down.

You have aged five years
right before our very eyes.

Let's cut for deal.

Hey, uh,

I'm in on that cut.

Trampas.Anybody beat a deuce?

Trampas, you have gotten back
just in time to be cleaned out.

Well, just keep thinking
that way, Stace.

Makes it easier
for me to take your money.

Hi, Stace.
How are you, Harv?

Pretty good, pretty good.

I'm Wes Manning.

Trampas.How do you do?

Wes here is one of the two
new hands that we hired.

Oh.

Porter over there
is the other.

Deal me out.

STACE: Here we go.

Porter.

Yeah?

You remember me?

I've seen you before,
but I can't remember where.

We spent some time together,
you and me.

Almost a week.Oh?

In your jail.Oh.

I see.

I never thought I'd see you
without that badge,

least of all here.

Yeah.

Well, here I am.

Now let's get
this straight, son.

Your face is familiar,
but I don't remember

who you are
or why I locked you up,

but if I did,
there must have been
a good reason.

Good enough,
according to you.

Mister, I was never
that wrong.

Maybe you and me
should step outside

and discuss this.That suits me just fine.

Trampas, I want
to see you alone, now.

Just a minute.

Mr. Porter and I have a little
business to settle first.

I said now.

Later.

Do you have any idea
who that new hand is
you hired?

The man's name
is Dan Porter.

Sheriff Porter,
of Mason City.

Around here
he's just another hand.

Maybe to you,
not to me.
Come here.

About a year ago
I went to Mason City

and I got into
this gambling game.

And it was rigged--
I could tell it was rigged.

You usually can
when you're losing.

No, not this time.
I knew for sure.

So I went looking
for the sheriff--
him, Dan Porter.

And I said, "If I don't
get my money back, I'm gonna
tear that place apart."

He said, "Well, you're gonna
have to start with me first."

So you tried.Tried, nothing--
I was doing it!

Halfway through the fight he
drew his gun and hit me over
the head with the gun barrel.

And maybe, just maybe,
you were having a run
of bad luck, and that's all.

Bad luck, my...

Well, you know what he did then?
He threw me in his stinking jail

after he clobbered me
over the head
with his gun barrel,

and he kept me there five days
for disturbing the peace!

Which you just said
you were threatening to do.

And that's just what I got.

Look...

all I want is a chance
to finish that fight

right here and now,
and without guns.

No, no, no.Why?

Because I say so.
And while you're at it,

I'd just as soon the other hands
didn't know he'd been a sheriff.

They're gonna wonder
why you hired him,

and they can tell
a greenhorn when they see one,

and they're gonna wonder
what he's been doing
all his life.

They wanna ask him
and he wants to tell them,
that's fine.

But that's his business.

Well, why is he here?

Maybe because he got
booted out of office.

They found out that
the games were rigged
and he was stealing--

Trampas, Trampas,
give him a chance.

Give him a chance?Yeah.

Uh...
Have...

It's your call.

Three aces.

Beats my two pair.

I'm in.

Thought you were out.

That's real clever
of you, Stacey.

I was out,
now I'm in.

All right, all right.

What do you know
about that Porter fellow?Nothing.

Not a dad-blamed thing.

[ cattle mooing ]

Porter.

You better ride drag.

Drag?Yeah.

What does that mean,
behind?Yeah, that means behind.

Yes, sir.

Go, cattle!

[ mooing ]

[ mooing ]

Need some help?

[ whistling ]

[ groans ]

[ groans ]

Hey, Dan, you got
that dime book I loaned you?

What? Oh, yeah.
Here it is.

I told Stacey
he could read it next.
Finished?

I never even started it.

You know I don't read
that junk, sonny.Well, then why'd you take it?

To keep you from harping
about how I should read it,
that's why.

Boy, you know what you are?
You're a sore-head.

That's right,
I'm a sore-head.

Sore back. Sore arms.

Sore anything--
anything you name it, sonny,
they're sore.

Well, you'll feel all right,
come tomorrow.

It's payday!
Hey, you coming
into town with us?

Yeah, I'm going in early.

Well, if you want
to find us later on,

we'll all be at the saloon
more than likely.

I must be sure
and remember that.

Ohh...

Yeah.

Here you go, Wes.
Or do you wanna
leave the bottle?

No, this is just fine.
Well, for starters.

Well, here's looking at ya.

But for how long?

[ strained ]
It's good.Good.

Well, if you say so.
Two more.

You're ready,
aren't you, Wes?

Sure, sure.

Only thing is, I wish
there were more girls here.

Oh, a ladies man, too, huh?

I know--
you can hold your own.

That's right.
But only two gals

and all of us, well...

The trick is, Wes,

if you're gonna be
around here for a while,

forget the saloon gals.

You find yourself
a pretty little gal in town,
all your own.

Yeah.

You know,
it just so happens

there's this pretty little gal
down the street a ways.

As pretty as she can be.

Yeah?

Only one trouble, though--

that's the gal
I'm gonna see.

So long, Wesley.

[ whistles ]

Porter!

What do you want?

I want
to set you straight.

Now I don't know
how you do things
in Mason City,

but here we're a little
more polite to a woman.

You stay out of this, sonny,
or I'm gonna break your neck.

Now go on and get!

Well, you--

Hey, fellas,
there's a fight out there.

[ men cheering ]

Hit him again.One more time.

Hit him, Trampas.

All right, that's enough.

All right, folks,
the show's over.

Break it up.

Are you all right, Dan?Yeah, yeah, I'm all right.

I thought I told you,
no fighting.

He was pushing around
that woman.

That woman happens to be
his wife.

His...

Leave it to you to go poking
into a family quarrel.

I need a drink.

You better get washed up, too.
Come on.

What?

[ music playing,
indistinct chatter ]

Yeah, I got you...

His wife.

Feel better?

Oh, I don't feel a thing.

I'm numb.

That Porter hits
like a mule.

Will you admit this one
was a fair fight?

Fair enough, yeah.

Except for one thing--

I didn't know
I was interfering
with him and his wife.

You might as well know,
she's unhappy with his
being a lawman,

so she pulled out.Why'd she come
to Medicine Bow?

She has a sister here.
Porter knew that,
so he followed her.

He told me the whole story
when he asked for a job.

And now he's willing
to be a cow-puncher?

Not quite.
He has some money saved.

Not much,
but enough for a small spread.

Trouble is, he doesn't know
the first thing about ranching.

Signed on hoping to learn.

Takes a lot of stomach
to start from scratch,
a man his age.

And he can use all the help
we can give him.

I didn't know.

Still believe he got rich
off of crooked gambling games?

Maybe I had
been drinking.Uh-huh.

Some.Uh-huh.

Hey, Trampas!
That was a pretty good fight.

Only one thing--
I noticed you dropped
your left an awful lot.

Yeah. Well, don't worry
about it because I can
give you a few pointers

that'll clear that up
in no time at all. Gotta get
that left up in there.

I'll bet you're
a great fighter,
just great.

I can hold my own.

Well, when we get back
to the ranch,

you can give me
some help.Anytime, partner.

Anytime at all!

All right, so now I know
why Porter's here.

You tell me
where you found him.

Oh, he's a handy kid.

Dan...

When I left Mason City,

I didn't do it because
I hoped you'd follow me.

But I did.

For what?

I kinda think that
would be obvious.

To prove that
you love me?

Well,
now that you mention it.

To find out
if I still love you.

Dan, that's never
been the question.

Em, Em, you knew what I was
when you married me.

Yes. Yes, I did.

But I was still young enough
to think I could learn
to live with it.

And I was just old enough
not to want to wait any longer
to find out.

Em, why ten years?
Why'd you wait
ten years to leave?

You'd leave in the morning
and the fear would come.

But at least when you
got home at night,
it went away.

So after a while,
I got so I could
live with it.

It was like living
with a third person
in the house.

I got used to
having it there.

All this, then--
why this?

Three months ago,
in that fight
with the Carsons.

Oh, Em, that never
should have happened.

I mean, I thought
I had them covered.

I didn't know there was
somebody coming in from behind.

And he nearly caved
the side of your head in.

[ crying ]

They brought you
home bleeding.

Honey, I pulled through.

It sounds so simple.

For three weeks...

you laid there,

not talking,

not moving.

And there was nothing
to stop the fear.

Even when you were home

and the door was shut

and it was Frank out
on the street instead of you,

the fear was with me.

Honey.Dan.

Not all of our love--

not all of our love
was enough to end it.

It just wasn't enough.

Em...

I didn't realize.

I mean, if I'd
have known, I--

Oh, Dan.

Would it have made
any difference?

It's changed now.

I'm here.

No badge, no rounds.

Just us,
the two of us.

That's for today.

And tomorrow.

And next week.

And a long time.

Morning.

Morning.

Need some help with that?

No, thanks.

Working on a saddle
is one thing
I do know how to do.

Yeah.

Um, we're gonna be rounding up
the herd next week

and the foreman
wanted me to give you
a few tips on roping.

That is, unless you object.

Listen, mister, I work here.
I do what I'm told.

I'm in no position
to object to anything.

Mister...

I'm not ordering,
I'm offering.

Fight's over, isn't it?

Yeah, fight's over.

Let's, uh, get your horse.

Hey, you know something?

You punch like a--a--A mule?

Yeah. Yeah, a mule.

[ mooing ]

Now the, uh,
the important thing

about rope--roping cattle
is, uh...

Yeah, they're kind of sitting
quiet right now.Yeah.

That's one of the most
important things.

You don't wanna run them all off
the country somewhere, see?

So when you're heading,
you build yourself
a loop about this big,

throw it right over your head
like this, see,

and throw it down
over the calf's head

just like you're
throwing a stone.

Throw it right down
like that, see?Yeah.

Pull up your slack
and take it down.Uh-huh.

Now if you're heeling,
you build yourself
a little bigger loop, see?

Come up like this,
and as your head is turning,

you--you steer off,
you go up like that

and you throw it right down
at the two hind feet
and you pull it up

and you take your slack
and turn off.

The main thing is distance
and timing

and judgment
and all that.

He's the best miss,
but here, let me show
you if I can't...

There's a little
bald-faced calf.
I'm gonna try and show you.

You go in nice and slow.

Now come here.
Hey, Dan, come over here, Dan!

That's it, boy.
Now just take it right off.

See?Yeah.

Thanks, Dan.

Yeah, maybe I should practice
on a post or something first.

Well, yeah.

Build yourself a post
or get you some horns, see?

Uh-huh.

Now, that's the only way
to learn

is to get out there and try.

All right.

[ coughs ]

[ whistling ]

Put it on him!

I missed.

Well...

This is it.
What do you think?

It's very nice.

Well, it's kinda small,

but I think we could
make it comfortable.

Bedroom over here.

And there's another
little one upstairs.

How did you find it?

Oh, the--Trampas
and the Shiloh foreman

suggested I come out here.

They said it'd be
a real good buy.

Kitchen.

It's a fine kitchen.

The house is
in wonderful condition.

We could move in
right now.

Well, I'm thinking
of spending at least
another month at Shiloh.

And it'll take a month
to stock the place.

But I'll tell you,
you could move in sooner.

Here, I'm gonna
show you something.

We have a hundred acres
to the south of here,

all fenced in.

And north, we have
another 50 acres.

Of course, I'm gonna
have to do a little
work up there.

But I'm planning to put in
a bigger corral out back

and maybe tear down
that little old barn
and put up a bigger one.

And...
maybe start a family.

This would make
a fine home.

I'd be very happy here.
You know that.

But would you?

Em...

Em, don't question it.

Well, then, see the man.
Buy the house right now.

Well, wait a minute.
Don't get in too much
of a rush.

I'm leaving
on a cattle drive
tomorrow.

We're taking a herd
from here down to Byesville
at the railhead,

and I think it'd be
a real good experience
for me.

How long will you be gone?Oh, two weeks at the most.

All right, then,
I'm leaving, too.

Huh?

For Mason City.

I'll take the stagecoach,
and I can

pack all the dishes
and have the furniture shipped.

Ah...

Honey, honey, honey,
wait now.

I gotta get back, you know.
I'm a working man.

[ mooing ]

[ mooing ]

[ horse approaching ]

Oh. Afraid maybe
you got lost.

No, but you'll
wish I had.

The water at Silver Springs
is bad, polluted.

And I checked Lake Bridger,
and it's sour, too.

We'll have to head south.

The only other place
is Indian Wells.

Except that's a long swing
south of Byesville.

We'll lose maybe
three or four days.

Hmm.

Not if we go
around Byesville,
keep heading south.

Come on.Get Buck for me, will you?

Dan, how's the water

between Indian Wells
and Mason City?

Oh, there's plenty.

What's the cattle situation

down there
this time of year?

Well, it's Texas beef mostly.

Maybe a herd a month,
sometimes two.

And the buyers?Oh, they're open.

Well, that settles it.

Swing south, we'll hit
the railroad, and then
head on to Mason City.

See you later.

Like some coffee?Yeah, it was a long ride.

Well, Dan, I reckon
this is gonna feel
kind of strange for you.

How's that?

Heading back
to Mason City as a--

as one of us,
a cowhand.

Yeah.

Ah. Boy, that's good.

How long were you
sheriff there anyway?

Eight years.

Eight years.
[ whistles ]

Eight years in the same town.

Uh, Dan, tell me something.

Were any of the gambling games
in Mason City rigged?

[ laughs ]

No, not that I know of.

Well, you should know.

But, uh,
well, I mean, uh,

wasn't part of your salary--
didn't it come from the saloon?

No, no. Town paid me
a straight salary

to protect everything
and everyone in it,

including the saloons,
rigged or not.

Well, my mistake.You're not
all that wrong, really.

I mean, I have worked
for towns that couldn't
afford a lawman.

When that happened,
I settled for a percentage
of the saloon trade.

Not many people know that.
Have you ever been a lawman?

Me? Not hardly.

Uh, the closest
I ever worked with lawmen

is them behind the desk
and me behind the bars.

Except for maybe
the last six years.

That little arrest of mine
in Mason City reminded me
of old times.

Well, yeah.

Guess I might have used that
gun barrel a little too hard.

You know, that's the closest
I've come to being whipped
in a long time.

Is that right?

I do that
every once in a while--

afterwards not be sure
whether or not there might
have been another way.

I imagine using more
than a gun barrel
could be worse.

It was worse.

I had to shoot a kid once.

Couldn't have been more
than 20 years old.

I had to shoot him
right in the belly
with two shotgun slugs

'cause he had a rifle
pointed at me and a payroll
over his saddle.

And his mother slapped
my face, all the time

raving and yelling
what a good boy
he'd been all his life.

[ sighs ]
I don't know, Dan.

I don't think I could
do that kind of job.

Well...

It's not a job
every man can do.

Something that's gotta be done,
nobody wants to do it.

They pat you on the back
when you save them

and they curse your name
when they think
you've made a mistake.

So you learn to enforce the law

and at the same time
try to grow a real thick skin.

Who teaches you
how to do that?

Nobody teaches you, really.

It's a business
you've gotta have a--

have an instinct for,
a feeling for.

Like you--you know
just when to toss a rope.

A good lawman knows
when to bluff

or when he'd better
pull a pistol.

He knows when
a crowd's dangerous

or when it's just
a little drunk.

Takes a few years,
but you get a feeling for it.

[ chuckles ]

All right.

All right, I admit it--
I miss it.

I guess any man misses
what comes easiest to him.

But once--once I get
this cattle business down,

I'm sure I'm gonna
feel better about it.

Anyway, like a little
more coffee?

Yeah, yeah.
Fill 'er right up.

Dan!Hey, Frank.

I'm glad to see you.How are you anyhow?

Fine, fine.
You look great.

Well, could use a bath,

but outside of that
I don't feel too bad.

Frank, this is the foreman
of the Shiloh outfit

from Medicine Bow.
Frank North.

How do you do?How do you do?

I came along
on their cattle drive.

Yeah, well, I heard Emily
came in town yesterday.

And seeing you now, I wonder
if maybe things have changed.

No, nothing's changed.

Well...

So you brought your herd
all the way down here
from Medicine Bow.

That's right.
We wanted to ask you
about the market.

I'm afraid it's crowded.
One outfit came in,

made a deal with Morgan,
pulled out last week.

But two more
came in yesterday.

You mean three herds
in one month?Yours makes four.

Sounds like
a buyer's market.

Afraid it is.

[ men shouting,
gunshots ]

That'll be Tasker's outfit.

Sound familiar?Too familiar.

[ shouting
and gunshots continue ]

Will I see you
later, Dan?I hope so, Frank.

Good luck
with your cattle.Thank you.

Seems like a busy job.

Well, it can be when you get
this many drovers in town.

Did he say something about
your wife being in town?

Oh, yeah, yeah, she came in
to pack up some of our things.

You'll wanna see her.
Why don't you stay
in town tonight

and come back out
to camp tomorrow?

No, I just want to say
hello to her. I don't want
any special favors.

Nothing special.
I told Trampas
let half the men

come into town tonight
and half tomorrow.

I'm just assigning you
to the first half,
that's all.

All right, then, thanks.

Well, I'd better get
to those buyers.

Did he say something
about a man named Morgan?That's right.

Is he the best one?Well, he's the richest.

I guess you'll find him
doing business out of
his hotel room.

I'd introduce you,
but I'm afraid it might
kill the sale.

I locked up his son
last year on a drunk charge.

If I pass you on
the street, I'll pretend
I don't know you.

So long.

See you tomorrow.

That's my top dollar,
15 a head.

We were expecting
at least 18 in Byesville.

Well, this isn't Byesville.

No, it isn't.

Morgan!

You'll have to wait,
Mr. Tasker.

This gentleman and I
are discussing business.

Cattle business?Mr. Tasker, please.

I just, uh, brought
a herd in from Medicine Bow.

You won't get a fair deal
from this robber.

You told me 15
was your top price.And it is.

Then what about
Charlie Brill's herd
you bought last week?

One of his drovers
stayed on. He just told me
you paid Brill 20 a head.

It was a small herd
and I had orders to fill.

You mean it was
the only herd, so you
had to pay a fair price.

But with my herd
and Yancy's, you think
you can steal from us.

Now you know
the cattle business, Tasker.
It's supply and demand.

Well, I'm making
a demand right now.

I talked to Yancy,
and you ain't getting
our cattle

unless you pay what you
paid Charlie Brill--
20 a head.

Now this gentleman
only asked 18.

His cattle haven't
been driven as far
and they're in better shape.

Now wait a minute.
I said we were expecting 18.

20 sounds a whole lot
better to me.

I'm sorry,
15 is my top price.

Well, maybe some of
the other buyers
will meet our price

once they know we're
all standing firm.

Ask 'em.

I won't ask 'em.
I'll tell 'em.

Now that is
a violent man.

Well, it's a long way
from Texas.

I guess I'd be a little
hot under the collar, too,
if I'd been offered

a short price
after a long drive.

Well, Tasker's like that
no matter what the price.

Well, about your herd--I'm sorry, Mr. Morgan.

I'm afraid I'm gonna
have to talk to some
of the other buyers, too.

Suit yourself.
If you can get
a better deal, fine.

Good day, sir.

You make a deal?

No, I didn't.

Good. Now you
stand firm with us

at 20 a head, we'll
have him over a barrel.

Well, I'm afraid
I can't promise anything.

What do you mean?

Well, I'd like to get 20
or even more,

but I have orders
to settle for 18.

Orders from who?My boss.

Well, you send a--
a wire to this boss

and tell him you're
holding out for 20.

I don't tell him anything,
Mr. Tasker.

I advise him.

And we decided 18
was low but fair.

I'll have to accept that
if I can get it.

You need some help there, lady?
I work mighty cheap.

Well, we couldn't get the herd
to Byesville, so we
had to bring it here.

For a minute I thought...

I don't know
what I thought.

Hey, I know what you thought,
and you stop thinking that way.

No, ma'am, I'm strictly
a cow puncher with a day off
for good behavior.

Hey, you know, you've done
quite a bit around here.

Just the small things.

But, uh, you can help me
take down the curtains

and the pictures.

Well, ma'am, I'd be proud to,
but first of all,

do you think it'd be possible
for me to take a bath?

I'll heat the water.

[ piano playing ]

[ men laughing and shouting ]

15! I never lose
on 15.

What are you betting--
your age, Wesley?

Saloon's getting
awful crowded.

There's three
cattle outfits in town.

You can sure tell
it's an end of a drive.

Well, I'm glad
I found you here.

Oh, Mr. Morgan.
This is Trampas, my top hand.

How do you do?Please sit down.

Thank you, thank you.

I understand that
one of the buyers
offered you 17.

That's right. I told him
the same thing I told you--
18 is our lowest price.

Yes. Well, I drove out
and had a talk
with Dave Yancy.

Tasker's bluffing
when he said he had
Yancy in line.

Oh? What will
Yancy sell for?

I told Yancy that
you had good beef at 18,

and he said he could make
a profit at that price, too.

So since that seems to be
the bottom price,

you're both honest men--
I'll come up.

Is it a deal?What about Tasker?

Tasker could make
a profit at 18, too,

but knowing him,
he'll try for more.

Well, I guess
that's his business.

We have a deal,
Mr. Morgan.Fine, fine.

You stop by my room
later this evening

and we'll sign
the papers.I'll be there.

Hallelujah.
That calls for a celebration.

WES: Yahoo!

Looks like our boy Wesley's
already celebrating.

You must have a relative
turning that wheel
for you, Wesley.

Now, let's see.
I want my lucky 15

plus 27, 5,

and 9.

Why don't you bet
all the low numbers,
Yankee?

We hear your outfit deals
in nothing but low numbers.What's that supposed to mean?

It means we drive cattle
a far piece and we ask
a big price for 'em.

Then you carpetbaggers
come along and undercut us.

Hold on there, cowboy.
We just drive the cattle,
we don't sell 'em.

Now wait a minute.
I don't like nobody
calling me no carpetbagger.

Especially no man that
most likely can't
back it up.

You talk tough,
youngster.I do more than talk, mister.

If your fist were
as big as your mouth,
I'd believe you.

I can hold my own.

Let's see.

Take it easy!

Step aside.

He's not fighting.

Come on, Wesley, let's go.

I don't like this at all--
trouble, real trouble.

Yeah. Want me to send
the hands home a little early?

I guess you'd better.Yo.

Well, now all the people
on the street

can look in and see
how the Porters are doing.

Well, let them look.

By tomorrow, all they'll
be able to see

is an empty room.

Hey, listen, by the way,
did you arrange with George
to pick up this furniture?

Yes, I did.
He can't freight it
until the first,

but he'll--he'll
hold it for us till then.

Okay.

[ knock on door ]

I'll get it.

Hey.

Hello, Dan. I thought
maybe I'd find you here.Hello, Frank.

Can I come in
and talk a minute?Of course, come on in.

Hello, Emily.

Evening, Frank.

It's good to see
both of you
back here again.

Yeah, well, I, uh,
I wish we were staying longer.

Yeah, so do I.

Dan, this isn't easy to say.

I've been talking
to some of the townspeople
and the mayor.

Well, all of us,
we'd like to ask you
to take your old job back.

Now, they'd be willing
to raise the pay.

Oh, Frank, it's never been
a matter of pay.

You look to be doing
a good job.

Well, it's just
too big for me, Dan.

I found that out
this last month.

Now with these three
outfits in town...

Well, I'm a good deputy,
but I'm afraid that's it.

Frank.

You know why Dan left,
don't you?

Well, yes, ma'am,
but he's back now,

and I figured with me
and another deputy, if he
figured he needed one--

In other words,
you'd guarantee his safety?

Dan?

Frank, I've decided
on a new life.

Yeah, well, I owed it
to the town to try.

Well, look, why don't you
hire more men?

There aren't that many around
that want the job,

at least not the ones
that measure up.

Dan, could you give me
a hand temporarily?

I mean, with this mob
in town, I'm...

I'm sorry, Frank.

I mean, we got
a lot more to do here

and we're leaving tomorrow.

I'd like to help you.
Believe me, I really would.
But...

I have a suggestion
for you.

Whenever there's more
than one outfit in town,

I used to insist that the men
leave their guns back in camp.

Well, maybe that's
the difference
between us, Dan.

You could insist.
I can only ask.

Good night.

Good night, Frank.

[ door opens and closes ]

Dan.

Thank you.

[ knock on door ]

Come in.

Oh, papers are
all ready.

Well, good.Please, sit down.

I imagine your men are
having a good time in town.

They were, but we
sent them back
to camp early.

Oh. Well, perhaps
that's wise.

I hope your boss
considers this a good deal.

A fair deal.

Well, I'm a businessman,
but an honest one.

I'll have the bank draft
ready for you in the morning.

Medicine Bow.

You know, I have
a few friends up in your
neck of the woods.

Is that right?

Where's your boss?
Where's Yancy?

I don't know.
Back at the camp,
more than likely.

Are you sure?

Leave me alone, Tasker.
I don't know where Yancy is.

Trouble, boss?Nothing I can't handle.

You know what
this chicken-livered
Yancy bunch did?

They threw in
with that Shiloh crowd
and sold out to Morgan.

There's nothing chicken
about Mr. Yancy.

He made a deal,
and it was a fair one.

And I say Yancy
is a double-dealing polecat.

Like any man
who rides for him!

He married
an Eastern girl, he did.

Sold his ranch, packed up,
and moved to Philadelphia.

I'll be. That's quite
a ranch he sold.

That was one
of the best--[ saloon fight noises ]

I wonder if Frank
needs any help.

I'll go down
and find out.I'll go with you.

Hey, break it up!
Break it up!

I said--
I said break it up!

You and your stinking town.
You want some more?!

No, this has gone far enough.
I want you--

He's hurt bad.
Who did it?

Who can say?

We was fighting,
and all of a sudden--

Get him up to his office.
I'll go for the doc.

You always leave
by the back door?

Doctor's out of town.

I stopped by
Dan Porter's house
and told him, though.

He's on his way.

Even if the doc was here,
I doubt if he could save him.

Frank.

Frank.

Can you hear me?
Who did this?

Who was it, Frank?

Ramrod.

Which ramrod?

Tasker's.

All right, Frank,
now you just take it easy.

You always told me
to have my gun out

before I went into trouble.

I should've
been with you, Frank.

No.

No. You taught me.

I just didn't listen
good enough.

Frank. Frank...

He was always there
to back me up when I needed him.

But tonight...

I'll go with you.

Never mind.
I can handle it alone.

Frank's dead.

I found this fella
trying to sneak

out the back door
of the saloon
after the shooting.

You Ed Tasker's ramrod?Yeah, and you--

I wish he'd never
brought you in.

I'd like to have
hunted you down

and put both barrels
of a scatter gun
right in your stomach.

Lock him up, will ya?

Are Ed Tasker and his men
still in that saloon?

They were when I left.

You men stay here
till I get back.Dan?

Tasker's a rough one.

Well, I guess I'd
better go get a drink.

Good idea.

Well, well, look who's
back in business.

I heard you was
long gone, Porter.

Well, I'm back,
and so are the old rules.

Take off those gun belts.

Do as he says, boys.

Old Dan's a stickler
for the rules.

I thought I might
have a drink.

It's all right, everything's
under control here.

Hey, what about him,
Porter?

Don't the rules go
for him, too?

Nobody carries a gun
in town except the law.

No problem.

Be sure you tell
the Yancy outfit, too.

If you ask me, it was
probably one of them
who shot young Frank.

You think that, do you?

Well, they sure
lit out of here fast.

What about your ramrod?
He's not here.

Well, he had to leave.
He had to check on the herd.

He didn't make it.
He's locked up and he's in jail

and he's gonna
stand trial for murder.

You can't hold Barney.

I can and I will.

Now you take your outfit
back to camp,
and don't you ever

come in this town
wearing guns again.

Listen, Porter, I ain't
standing still for you
holding my man.

All right.

All right, he did shoot Frank.

But Frank was
going for his gun.
It was self-defense!

Frank was a lawman!
He had every right
to pull that gun

to try to stop that brawl!

But Barney thought
he was going for me!

That's Barney's mistake.
You can tell all about it
at the trial.

There ain't gonna
be a trial.

When a man looks out for me,
I don't let him rot in no cell.

You better think twice, Porter.

We got other guns in camp.

Any of your men come
into this town wearing guns,

they're gonna land
right beside your ramrod.

You pay 'em
that much, Tasker?I'm warning you, Porter!

It's 11:00.
I'm giving you 12 hours

to think about
turning my man loose.

But if you don't,

then I'll be in at 11:00
tomorrow morning.

Move out.

Come on!

Gimme a drink, Charlie.

Think he means it
about tomorrow?

He means it.

But I'll fight.

Most of his men know that.

I don't think he can
get more than a couple
of 'em to risk it.

That still makes it
uneven odds.

Maybe a couple
of my boys could--No, no, no, thank you.

You can't make a rule
for one bunch of drovers

and use other drovers
to enforce it.

No, thank you.

You can have your gun back,
though, if you don't
wear it in town. Charlie.

I, uh, I guess you
won't be coming back with us.

No, I guess not.

I belong here.

I know things that
Frank could never learn.

Like he should have
pulled that pistol

before he ever
got into that brawl.

He should have
fired a warning shot
standing at the door.

Frank never learned
the whole job.

Any more than I
could ever learn yours.

[ tries to turn doorknob ]

Em?

[ crying ]

Emily.

[ knock on door ]

[ knocking ]

Please, Em.

Looks awful quiet,
don't it?

Yeah. What time is it?

Must be after 10:00.

Folks must really be
expecting that shootout.

Well, there could
be one.

Dan said most of Tasker's men
wouldn't risk that.

Well, most wouldn't.

All he needs
is two or three.Yeah.

You give that envelope
to Dan, right?Sure thing.

I'll wait for you.

[ knocks on door ]

Come in, Freddie.

Can you give me a hand
with this, please?

Sure.

I thought it was the boy
from the stage line.

I just wondered
if your husband was here.

No, he's not.

I stopped by his office.
He wasn't there, either.

He's probably out
making his rounds.

Uh...

Well, I just wanted
to give him this money.

Maybe you could
give it to him for me.Money?

Yes, he has some wages
coming from the ranch.

Foreman wanted to make sure
that he gets it.

Well, I'm afraid
I can't help you.

I'm going to be
on the 11:00 stagecoach.

You won't be seeing him
before you leave?

Just didn't work out,
that's all.

Mrs. Porter, your husband
tried very hard.

Oh, I know that.
I saw how tired he was.

Well, it just wasn't
from the work.

Well, it's hard to see
someone who's half his age

do a job better
than he can.

That fight you had didn't make
thing any easier for him.That's right.

Well, the trouble
between us, we...

we were able
to straighten that out.Well, I'm very glad.

I wish he had as much success
with the trouble between us.

We were able
to straighten things out

because we understood
each other.

Oh, I suppose you think
I don't understand.

I suppose he told you
it was all my fault!

No, no, no.
No, ma'am. He just--

No, he just said
he quit the law, and that
was all there was to it.

He wasn't looking back
and he wasn't griping.

Well, he never does.

He just goes out
and does his job,

and nothing else interferes.That's right!

He goes out and does
a lousy, thankless job

that he doesn't get paid
enough money for,

and nobody cares if he
gets killed or not.

And to top it all off,
his wife decides
she can't take it

and so she
walks out on him.

And he gives up the only
other thing that meant
anything to him

just to get you back.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Porter.
It wasn't any of my business.

But I can see
why he picked a job over you.

You'd do the same thing.
You and him.

Neither of you could realize
what it's like for me.

No, maybe I never could.

But I know
Dan thought about it,
or he wouldn't have left.

No, I think the trouble is...

you never once thought
what it was like for him.

You see Dan?No.

But I left his money
on his desk with a note.

I sure wish he would
have let us give him
a hand with Tasker.

Yeah.

Well, he's made
arrests before.

This one may give him
a little more trouble.

That's one
of Tasker's men.Yeah.

That's a mighty long
bedroll.

Long enough
to hold a rifle.

Why don't you see
what room he checks into?

Right. I'd feel a lot better
if I was packing a gun.

You want one that bad,
take his.

Thanks.

It's 11:00, Porter.

I know what time it is.

I usually meet the stage
about this time.

You know what I mean.

You had time
to think it over.

I want my man
out of your jail.

I didn't need any time
to think it over.

He stays put.

You're making
a big mistake, Porter.

You're the one that
made the mistake, Tasker,

by wearing that
sidearm into town.

Now I'm gonna
lock you up.Is that a fact?

That's a fact.

Sure is hot.

That's right,
it sure is hot here.

I think it's gonna be
real nice and cool inside.

Now come on,
get down off that horse.

You ain't locking me up!

There's a fella up
over the general store
with a hurting head.

I'd guess one
at the hotel, too.

We can gather those fellas
up for you if you'd like.

Thanks.