All language subtitles for The Virginian S07E16 - Last Grave at Socorro Creek

Just one.
He's got a spyglass too.

Just one who shows, you mean.

See who he is? No.

We could angle off
and make him show his hand.

This is open range.

We go straight ahead. If he
gives us the fish-eye, he's dead.

Hey, hey, hey!

I see it,
but I don't believe it.

Put 'em away, boys.
I know this man.

Ho, ho! Well, man alive.

Ho, ho! If you ain't the
rankest thing I ever seen.

Hello there, Bill. How are
you? I'm just fine. Fine.

What are you doing? Just
passing through, or what?

No, I live about 15 miles
from here at Shiloh Ranch.

You mean you're still
pushing beef?

Still pushin' beef,
but now I'm the foreman.

Hey. Foreman. Hey, that's great.

Hey, come on. I want
you to meet the boys.

Boys, this here's the
foreman of the Shiloh ranch.

He's an old friend of mine.
Dave Owens and Sam Blount.

Howdy.

- Howdy.
- Shiloh?

- Isn't that near Medicine Bow?
- That's the one.

We used to ride together
years ago. Those were the days.

It was a long time ago, Bill.

- You expecting trouble?
- Oh, old Dave's been puttin' a bead...

on every rabbit between
here and Socorro Creek.

$20,000, and he thinks
the world's tryin' to rob him.

Burden, why don't you just take out
an advertisement in the newspapers?

Aw, come on, Sam.

This is the last fella in the world
that's likely to try and rob us.

And, if he did, you and Dave
wouldn't be the men to stop him.

You talk too much
for anybody, Burden.

We sold a combined herd
at the railhead,

and a lot of the Socorro Creek
ranchers are depending on this money.

Some of this money
yours, Bill? Sure is.

That and the money I get for selling
my spread, I'm gonna be a new man.

- Selling out, huh?
- Well, horses are the future.

Find good mustang country, and I'm
on my way. Well, you're standing on it.

That's what I'm doin' out here...
Scouting herds for Shiloh.

Say, can I ride along
with you and have a look?

- Right now?
- Hey, we gotta be getting back.

You want to take him along,
you're welcome.

I won't be needing him
between here and Socorro Creek.

You mean you hope
you won't be needing me.

Burden, you have a way
of trying a man's patience.

- Aw, you'll find you get used to it.
- I doubt it.

Truth of the matter is,

Sam and I can get there
quicker without you.

Well, old, uh...
Old Dave's all right.

He's just a trifle overbearing.
You could've fooled me.

You remember that foreman
at the Bar "C"? Oh, yeah.

Had all the rank, and
always wanted to show it?

Well, that's Dave Owens. He
the big man in Socorro Creek?

Well, he's one of them. The
other's the name of Luther.

The two of 'em
are runnin' a contest...

to see who can be the
richest man in the territory.

Both of 'em are bidding
on my spread. Mm-hmm.

Well, listen, how far are you gonna
make me ride to see those mustangs?

Oh, it's about an hour. Wouldn't
take too long to look 'em over.

You can probably catch up
with those fellas by midnight.

Catch up with 'em,
pass 'em and forget 'em.

You know, when I get
my hands on that money,

things are gonna be
a lot better.

What do you think?

Are those just for the taking,

or, uh, you got them earmarked
for the Shiloh ranch?

There's plenty for anyone who'll
work hard enough to catch 'em.

Isn't any man that'll
stand in your way,

but the mustangs may give
you a bit of an argument.

Well, let 'em try.

I'll run after 'em so hard that
by the time I catch up with 'em,

why, they'll be so tired
they'll just follow me home.

I'll tell you what. Let me
know when you're comin' back.

Maybe you can go on a drive
with some of the Shiloh hands.

You'll probably get
more horses that way.

I don't mean to put you out any.

You know, Danny's gonna be so
glad to be free of Socorro Creek...

that he'll give me two
days' work every 24 hours.

How is the boy? Boy nothing.

Wait till you see him. Why,
he's near as big as you are.

And Kate?

Pretty as ever.

Wait till I tell her about you.
You know, all those years...

We never knew
what happened to you.

Well, I always meant
to look you up.

Just with one thing and another,
I never got around to it.

Funny, our livin' so close
and not even knowin' it.

We've been in Socorro Creek
for four years now.

You stayed that long
in Dodge City? No, no.

We, uh... We moved on
a little while after you left.

We, uh... Abilene, Tucson.

Even as far north as Laramie.

Kate got a little annoyed with all that
movin' around, but you know how it is.

A man's gotta... Well, he's
gotta look for his fortune.

It ain't gonna just come up
and bite him on the rump.

Yeah. I guess I sound like a
man feelin' sorry for himself.

No, I've been there too.
But this country...

It's good for a man.
Leastways, it has been for me.

Yeah, it's gonna be good
for me too.

You bein' here and all...
I feel it in my bones.

Then you'll be coming back
this way for sure?

Nothin' known to man
could stop me.

Well, uh, give my regards
to Danny and Kate.

Sure, I will,
but you could do it yourself...

when we come back this way in a couple
of weeks. In a couple of weeks then.

Good to see you,
Bill. Good to see you.

Come in.

Evenin'.

Thought I might try and get some of
your money at the poker table tonight.

You interested? No, not tonight.

You sure? I'm sure.

You should have come
into town with me tonight.

There was a lot
of action at the saloon.

Hey, you know that
pretty little redhead...

that started workin' there about
two weeks ago? Oh, she's pretty.

Well, Zeb Carlson...
He's been chasin' her around...

since the first night
he laid eyes on her. Mmm!

And she hasn't been
discouragin' him any either.

But, uh, she forgot
to tell him one little thing.

She's married. Yeah.

Guess she thought
she might get herself fired.

Well, anyway, tonight her
husband came in from St. Louis.

I tell you...

I have never heard
such hollerin' and shoutin'...

since the last time I
asked you for a day off.

Is that a fact?

Am I interfering with
anything? Not at all.

Evenin'. Evening, Trampas.

Care for a drink? Thank you.

Well, I was just leaving.
No, stay for a minute.

I need to talk to both of you.

You get a final tally
on the herd? Yes, sir.

Tally a little over 1,200 head.

How do they look?

Not bad. We've seen better.

I know we'd hoped
to sell over a month ago.

Grazing's gotten kinda thin.
So's the beef.

Well, hopefully,
we sell tomorrow.

Got a couple
of buyers coming down.

We hold on to that herd much longer,
we're gonna have to start feedin' them.

I know. I'm not too anxious
to deal with these fellas,

but I don't think
we have much choice.

They drive a tough bargain?

Well, tougher than most.
Mattuck and Richards.

- From Chicago?
- Yeah. You've dealt with 'em before?

A few years back.
Two or three times.

I got to know them pretty well.

It's like playing poker
with a man.

Enough times, and
you know when he's

bluffing or whether
he's holding a pat hand.

- That so?
- Sure.

Like Richards, for instance.

When he needs to buy
as much as you need to sell,

he has a habit
of clearing his throat.

Not much. Just a little.

If he does that,
you can pretty well bet...

he'll come up
if you play it smart.

Well, that's the only way
we can play it.

Margin of profit's mighty thin.

- I want you to be there.
- I'll be there.

Good. Well, then I'll
see you in the morning.

Good night. Night.

Night.

All right. I know
what's troubling him.

You, uh... You want to tell
me what's on your mind?

I... ran into an old friend
of mine today.

Over on the open range.

Fella named Bill Burden.

Lives over near Socorro Creek.

Got a small cattle spread.

Talkin' about movin'
over here to Medicine Bow.

We rode together nine,
10 years back.

One big drive after another.

Bill finally got tired
and pulled out.

He missed his son. Boy
was livin' with kinfolks.

His first wife
died giving birth.

He left, and what'd you do?

Well, I was...

I was kind of restless then. I...

I didn't really know
what I wanted to do.

All I knew was
what I didn't want...

To be workin' for somebody crazy
about givin' orders just to be givin' 'em.

Maybe I was just tired.

Anyway, we wrote back and forth.

He'd moved back home
and married again.

Moved out to Dodge City, Kansas.

Asked me to visit them.

Well...

I got there in the middle of a
snowstorm with a nickel in my jeans.

They put me up
and put up with me.

His second wife, Kate, was...

very kind.

Nice boy they had too... Danny.

I caught him a baby rabbit
for that Christmas.

At first...

Seein' him again today,
I... I was glad, but...

then I got to thinkin',

rememberin'.

Why'd you leave Dodge?

Couldn't go on
just living off them.

Did he know
how you felt about her?

Sometimes you see
an awful lot, Trampas.

No. Not really.

You just don't hide it too well.
Well, there's nothin' to hide.

It's not that anything happened.

But you're afraid it might
if you see her again.

Yeah.

Maybe if I didn't know you so well, I
could give you all kinds of advice, but...

Well, for your
own peace of mind,

it, uh, might be best
if you stay clear of them.

Oh, well, he... He may
not even come up this way.

What if he does?

Then like you say,

I'll try to steer clear.

Owens?

Owens?

You...

Just supposed to hit him
over the head.

Not my fault he woke up.

Where's Burden?

We left him back a
ways. He said he'd catch up.

What do we do now?

Well, we got the money.

Only thing left
is to make it look good.

It'll hurt like fire for a bit.

Just a crease,
but it had to be done.

Withers, tie him up so
he don't bleed to death...

and can make it back to
town to tell the whole story.

You do know what to say,
don't you, Sam?

Yeah. I know what to say.

I'm only suggesting to you gentlemen
that we should do what's right.

All right. All right. Hold it.

There's no need for you people
to stay around here.

Judge'll be here on Tuesday.
We'll settle it then.

I don't see why we have to wait.

Blount told us what happened...
How Burden killed Dave Owens.

Telling us about it
isn't enough, Withers.

Before anybody passes sentence,
it'll be heard in a court of law.

A lot of people in Socorro Creek
were fond of Dave Owens.

That's all the more reason
for us to settle it the right way.

Lynching Burden
won't help any of us.

So drop it... now.

Let's go.

All right, listen. Move.
Move out. Go on.

Mr. Luther, where's my pa?

He's inside, safe and sound. Yeah,
well, now, you can't lock him up.

He couldn't have shot Mr. Owens.
I don't care what Sam Blount says.

We'll see at the trial. Till
then, your father'll be all right.

Who's gonna protect him?

I'll send a couple of my men
out here to stand guard.

Now you go home and stay
with your ma. It's better that way.

Pa? Danny... It's
good you got here.

- Pa, what are we gonna do?
- You've got to go fetch the Virginian.

- At Shiloh Ranch, near Medicine Bow.
- Virginian?

We were together. Now, Blount
says the shooting was about 8:00.

He can tell them I couldn't have possibly
caught up with Owens and Blount that soon.

You've got some
hard riding ahead,

but, once he gets here,
everything'll be all right.

- Pa, you sure he'll come?
- Sure as I'm standin' here.

Now don't fret yourself.
He'll get me out of this.

Danny, I won't be able to leave
till tomorrow morning.

You gotta come right away. You
said the trial wasn't till Tuesday.

Well, why not come now?

The men are gettin' the
rest of the fall herd together.

Buyer's comin' out this
afternoon to settle the deal.

I've got to be here
to talk about the price.

There's gotta be somebody else
who can do that.

Not this time. What
about the owner?

He asked me to be here,
and I will be.

You mean to tell me that his profit is
worth more than my father's life, huh?

I'll still be in Socorro Creek
in plenty of time.

Now you get on back and tell your ma
and pa I'm on my way in the morning.

It must feel so good
to be so sure about everything.

I'll see you day after tomorrow.

Yeah.

Four Eyes.

Think that's the fella
Burden was tellin' us about?

Got to be.

Can we help you, mister?

This here is Withers.
You can call me Four Eyes.

Most people do. Guess it's
because of my eyeglasses.

Where's your jail?

He's looking for the jail.

Jail is the most useless place
we got in Socorro Creek.

Nothin' but bedbugs, spiders...

Don't even have a marshal.
We get along just fine without one.

Where's your courthouse then?
There's a trial due to start today.

- You have trial business here?
- I've got a friend named Bill Burden.

I'm here as a witness for him.
Then you'll want to see him.

- That's right.
- I'll take you to him. Be my pleasure.

When? Late last night.

Nobody took note of the time.

Cut him down.

Withers? No knife.

Anybody want to cut him down?

Nobody wants to put their hands
on a murdering thief.

He didn't murder anybody.

We buried Dave Owens yesterday.

And the man his boy
told me about?

The man who was wounded...
Sam Blount.

There's no need for you
to talk to him.

I'll decide that.

Come on, partner. We can be
in the shade with a cool drink.

Bill Burden is going
to get a right burial,

and then I'm going to find
the man who did this.

- And then you'll kill him?
- If it comes to that.

- Might be tougher doin' than sayin'.
- I'll take my chances.

What if he wants a trial?

How could he?
He doesn't believe in them.

- What you think about that?
- I don't think about it at all.

I don't do trick shooting.

Neither do I.

I'm so glad you're here.

Danny. He's here.

He was worried.
You know how boys are.

He was afraid you weren't gonna
come. Does Bill know you're here?

- Kate, can I come in?
- Oh! Of course.

I'll see if there's some coffee.

I'm so glad you're here.

We don't have many friends
around here, and...

You know, Bill...

Anyway, having you to testify...

At first, it sounded bad,
but I think now that trial...

Kate, Bill's dead.

He was lynched last night.

I don't know why... I thought someone from
town would have come out and let you know.

No.

Nobody.

- How did it happen?
- I don't know.

I'm sorry, Danny.

Yeah, well that doesn't
help very much right now.

- Danny, that's no way to talk.
- Kate, let him have his say.

I asked you...

No, I begged you to come here, and you
had something more important to do, huh?

He said Tuesday. It's Tuesday.

Most men would
have come right away.

Danny. Danny! Kate.

He doesn't want you
to see him cry.

You're right.

He's got that
coming to him, at least.

You too.

You cry, it means
you care about something.

Well, I'll be in town
if you need anything.

You staying?

Until this is settled.

Until what's settled?
Bill's dead. That ends it.

Last night, some folks tried,
convicted and executed him.

I'm questioning that verdict.

Well, I think it would be
better if you just leave it alone.

Be pretty rough on the boy,
growing up with people...

thinking his father
was a thief and a killer.

Yeah, thinking, but
nobody knows. Not for sure.

Now, just leave us that.
That's all we have left.

No, Kate. I can't.

I can't.

I'll see you tomorrow.

It's a bad time, Danny...
For all of us.

You, your mother.

And me too.

Well, it isn't exactly the
same for you, now is it?

See, I'm grieving for my pa,

and that's gonna end.

But you got a sorrow
for bein' responsible.

I think that would take
a long time to ease up,

if you feel anything at all.

I think maybe
you forgot about my pa.

Or maybe you, uh... you thought
you'd let him stew for a while, huh?

And then come down here
and play big man.

Oh, you would have
liked that, huh?

Ma and Pa bein' grateful.

Pa talkin' about old times... about
how good you are at ropin' and shootin'.

He used to like to tell
stories about you.

Ten years... you ever tell
any stories about him?

Huh? You ever even think
about him in 10 years?

A whole lot.

The time I had with all of you...

It never got any better
for me than that.

I've always hoped that...

sometime,
something or somebody...

would make a place for me
like you had.

Yeah.

Yeah, it's over now...
For everyone.

Danny, a man does some things...

He thinks they're right
when he does 'em.

He may not even have a choice.

He just sees things
a certain way.

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

What I mean is...

Maybe if I'd come sooner,

maybe your father
would be alive.

I don't know.

Well, I sure do.

Either way, I've got
to live with that.

Maybe I'll find the answer when
I find the man who lynched him.

No chance.

That was my father,
and I'm gonna take care of that.

Danny, don't be a fool.
All you'll get is dead.

There's a lot worse things
that can happen to somebody.

I guess maybe you're
finding that out, huh?

Listen to me.
Now you listen to me.

Your mother's going
to need you very, very much.

Look, you're so concerned
about my mother,

why don't you just take
care of her yourself?

Don't push it, son.

I may be the only friend
you've got left...

in the whole town
of Socorro Creek.

Mister, I don't need you.

I don't care what you do.
You just stay out of my way.

Why'd you have to drag me
all the way out here for?

You wanted to talk,
we could have talked in town.

Oh, town's gettin' a little
crowded. What do you mean?

The foreman from Shiloh
arrived today.

So what?
Ain't nothing he can do.

No, not if you stick
to your story.

Which is just what
I'm plannin' on doin'.

What if he leans on you?

He's actin' as if
he's gonna play rough.

Well, maybe it would be better
if I was long gone.

Yeah.

I'll take my share. I'm gonna
need something to live on.

- You won't need anything.
- I can't starve.

A man can't starve
if he don't need to eat.

Hotel's all full up.

I just took the last room.

If you were friendly, you'd
help me find another one.

Friendly is one thing I ain't.

- How about smart?
- Enough.

Enough to know that, uh... that I
don't stay around where I'm not wanted.

I might get hurt, you know?

You might. I won't.

I think you're wrong.

I'd like to be
the one to prove it.

You turn out to be the man who led that
lynchin', you'll get a chance soon enough.

- And if I'm not?
- I might oblige you anyhow.

Staying a while?
Soon as I get a room.

If you're not careful, you'll be
moving in alongside Burden.

Nothing wrong with a man
wanting a room, Withers.

I just told him
I took the last one.

Then let him
find out for himself.

Don't push him. If there's
going to be a play, let him start it.

Otherwise, we're gonna
have more law in this

town than you or me
want. You understand?

Room.

- With a bath?
- Mm-hmm.

- Don't have any.
- Any one of those'll do.

Reserved. Have a big
convention next week.

Cattlemen from miles around.

With bath.

Get it for him, Withers.

Clumsy, ain't I?

I'll kill you.

All right, Withers. That's
enough of that kind of talk. Get up.

Carl Luther.

My ranch is right next
to Bill Burden's place.

Socorro Creek is not proud
of its hotel accommodations.

I don't plan to be here
beyond tomorrow.

I tend to agree. You'll find out
soon enough Burden was guilty.

We got an eyewitness.

Oh, not anymore we don't.
Sam's dead.

Sam Blount?

Found him in the canyon.
Must've got feverish and wandered.

The only witness dead. The whole
town acting like I've got smallpox.

I can understand people
not even wanting to

think about lynching
an innocent man, but...

You're forgetting something.
The money hasn't been found.

Now, when a half a dozen
ranchers are staring at bankruptcy,

how do you think they feel when
you come here and take Burden's side?

I don't care how they feel.
Bill Burden was...

A dreamer, mister.
A loser. A drinker.

And we still think he switched
brands on some cattle three years ago.

I didn't know that.

Well, you sure enough do now.

A man can change...

Better himself or go downhill.

Either way, I owed Burden.

Men who lynched him are
gonna help me pay that debt.

I could have
helped you with that.

You didn't hear me
ask you, did you?

The undertaker said everything
would be taken care of.

Well, I'm gonna bury him myself.

And I'm gonna pay for it.

Here's the money
you gave that undertaker.

Have it your way. My way
is for you to stay out of this.

Danny...

Look, I'm gonna find the
man who lynched my father.

And then what are you gonna do?

Then, if I get a chance, I'm
gonna shoot him in the back.

And you'll be
no better than he is.

Hyah!

Private party? Help yourself.

Whiskey.

Start every day like that, and
you'll be stone-blind in a year.

Probably right.

Halfway there already.

Now, that all you're having?

I work best on an
empty stomach. Not me.

I take a full breakfast.

Oh, listening to that kid out
there made me lose my appetite.

You don't like the idea the boy
wants to find out who framed his father?

Oh, mister,
Burden wasn't framed.

Now, think about this. Who else
knew that sale had gone through?

Not counting yourself,
naturally.

You know so much, you tell me.

All right.

Owens, Sam Blount and Burden.

Now, old Bill bets
that the deal goes through,

and fixes it with someone in town
here to ambush Owens and Blount.

Then why did he go
ridin' off with me?

You were gonna look at mustangs.

He was interested.

He still had time to get to
the camp and kill Owens.

That's just like old Bill.

Plannin' on killin' two men, and
still takin' time to look at horses.

All right, while we're
making up stories,

who was in with
him? Withers, Luther.

Take your pick.

Sam Blount. Maybe even me.

And Blount was the one who said
he, uh, saw Bill kill Owens, wasn't he?

Sure. Because Burden
double-crossed him.

Tried to get it all for himself.

Shot Blount
and left him for dead.

Sounds logical enough,

but I don't buy any of it.

I'm just tryin' to tell you
what you're likely to prove.

Truth is,
I feel kinda sorry for you.

Tryin' to clear a man's name, and
you're just gonna make it blacker.

I'm so worried about you.

Well, don't be.

I'll find the man,
and I'll take care of 'im.

I just don't want you to...

What, get killed?

What difference would that make?

You got a foreman
to take care of you.

You know, I'd say things
worked out pretty good for you.

Pa gets lynched.

Somebody else comes in
to take care of you.

- Doesn't have a kid to force on you.
- No, that's just not true.

You know, it really doesn't matter,
because when this whole thing is over,

you'll be rid of both of us,
'cause I'll be leaving.

That's your
decision. That's right.

Just like it's your decision
to go get yourself killed.

I can't stop you. Danny...

Leave if you want to,
but don't get killed.

I'd rather never be able
to see you again than...

to have to bury you.

Whoa.

Danny, uh, thinks I
ought to cry for his father.

He's angry at me
because I can't.

I don't know.
You'd think after 10 years...

I would look at his grave
and I would feel something.

It's like I'd grown an
inch or gained a pound.

It's a change, but it's
hardly worth thinking about.

There must have been more
between you than that.

No.

Not anymore.

We just went from day to day.

Yesterday, I noticed two things.

He was dead,

and 10 years' worth
of days had gone by.

When we met, he spoke of you.

He... He was proud.

Proud of his dreams maybe.

I didn't share them with him.

They were just for him.

And now? What will you do now?

Sell the spread.

Leave Socorro Creek, I guess.

And take Danny with you?

I hope so.

He's not gonna leave
the lynching unsettled.

He will if you leave.

Let it end, huh?
Danny will get over it.

He's not gonna
get over anything.

I'm not just doing this
for Danny.

I'm doing it for Bill
and for you too.

Gimme a glass of whiskey.

I can't do it, Danny.

My money's as good
as anybody else's.

Your money's fine. You're
just lacking a few years.

Besides,

the last thing we want is for you
to get drunk and make a mistake.

I'm not makin' any mistakes.

Uh, a lot of us...

didn't like what happened
the other night.

No, but you didn't try
and stop it either.

No.

No, we didn't.

That's why we'd like to try to
make it up to you and your ma.

Mister, I don't want
your charity.

And I sure don't want
your advice.

I just want a drink.
I told you, no.

And that'll go for
any other place in town.

Where were you when
my father was lynched, huh?

Were you under your beds?

Maybe you put the rope
around his neck, huh?

All of you!

All of you. You know you
put that rope around his neck.

Why didn't you have the
guts to try and stop it, huh?

Why didn't anybody
try and stop it?

Afternoon.

Hmm. Didn't hear you.

Anybody I know?

Dead man.

I hope so.

Sam Blount... heard he
died of, uh, complications.

I'm no doctor.

You saw where he was shot.

Mister, he didn't have no
family, so I just put him in,

and now I'm nailing him up.

I'll finish the job,
after I open it up.

Or you tell me where
he was wounded.

In the arm.

Why didn't a doctor treat
him? It's none of my business.

He just went off and
died. That's all. Look.

Since your little town is so
law-abiding it doesn't even have a sheriff,

you wouldn't have anybody to
run to if I made you open it up.

Now, where else was he shot?

In the heart.

One more thing.

What was there
about Dave Owens...

that made people want to go out and
lynch the man they thought had killed him?

Dave Owens was a good man.

Tough on the outside,

but just let anybody have a
bad year, some kind of trouble...

Dave was always there
to help him.

He was a lot better than
the man who shot him.

If he shot him.

You're tryin' to tie me
in with that lynch mob.

Not yet.

Anybody'll tell you how it was.

Blount told us the whole story.
Then why was Blount killed?

I don't know.
It's not my concern.

It is if you were
part of that lynch mob.

Maybe even if you weren't.

Yeah, he's headed
for Luther's place.

I don't much like that.

Well, come on. I want
to keep an eye on him...

in case he gets
too close to the truth.

You sure do a lot of
riding back and forth.

Say what you have to say.

Well, I was just wondering if you had a
nice conversation with that undertaker.

Found out a few things.

I don't suppose
he'd tell us what.

Do you, Withers?

Why don't you come along and
find out? I'm headed for Luther's.

Well, uh, what'd you talk about?

I told you. I want to
talk it over with Luther.

Why him? Well, Owens is dead.

I guess that makes Luther the
leading citizen of Socorro Creek,

for whatever that's worth.

I was talkin' about Blount.

Were we?

I suppose
now you're gonna accuse me...

of havin' somethin'
to do with killin' him.

Shut your mouth, Withers.

Never entered my mind.
He wasn't shot in the back.

Mister?

Mister!

I've had just about
all I'm gonna take of you.

You've had all
you're gonna take...

when I told you you've had
all you're gonna take.

Now shut you mouth, Withers.

You'd better listen to
the head man, Withers.

I would have expected you to
get a little better help than that.

Too bad.

The undertaker had
your size all picked out.

I told him not to make a move.

He should have listened to you.

Withers?

You've lost your
usefulness to me.

Get on your horse and clear out.

I ever see you around again,

same thing might happen to you
happened to Sam Blount.

Ah. I've been waiting
for you to drop by.

Come on inside. Have
a drink. No, thanks.

I just need some answers.

Happy to oblige.

Uh, you're planning on
buying Burden's place, are you?

Well, he didn't leave his family
anything. The bank would have foreclosed.

I know.

If I took a loss on the robbery,
where did I get the money?

- Not a bad question.
- I saved it.

I figured you
for the nest-egg kind.

And it always helps to have the
other buyer out of the way, doesn't it?

What other buyer?

Burden told me you and Owens
were both bidding on his place.

Nothing unusual about that.
He was in between us.

A man generally tries to buy the land
adjacent to his, if he wants to get ahead.

Now, the last man I'd want to beat
out of anything would have been Dave.

I owed him...
Like a lot of people did.

Seems to me Owens would be
the last man a fella would pick to kill.

- You're not wrong.
- So Burden had to be pretty stupid.

First, to kill Owens,

then to come riding back into
town like nothing had ever happened.

Mister, I knew Bill Burden.
He wasn't stupid.

Now, mister, I don't think we'll
ever get the whole truth or the money.

Now, we went over
where it happened...

Every bush, every rock.

We even took a fine-tooth comb
to Burden's ranch.

Yeah, we were counting
on that money.

Oh, we'll make it, all right.

Cinch our belts, ride it out
like a blizzard, a drought.

Anyway, another year...
The whole thing will be history.

This whole thing won't be
history till I find the guilty man.

Burden was guilty,
and there's no arguing it.

Then why was Blount killed,

and why were you afraid
to give Burden a trial?

I resent being associated
with that mob.

I was home when
they broke into the jail.

I'd just sent some of my men to
guard the jail. I got there too late.

And nobody was afraid of a
trial. Some men just got drunk.

Like Withers? Four Eyes?
All right, blame them.

But you'll have to blame
about 20 others.

Blame me for not
being there to stop it.

Blame the town itself
for not having a marshal.

But while you're blaming
everybody else,

you ought to know what
people are saying about you...

Because of his widow and boy
you're so interested in helping.

It's what people say to me,
not about me, that matters.

Then I'll say it to you.

Even the people who had nothing to do
with the lynching feel guilty about it...

That none of them
tried to stop it.

But Danny Burden, he believes
his father'd still be alive...

if you'd have come
when he asked,

and he blames you, in part.

Oh, not that he'd try
and kill you.

But he's not about to let you take
away what he feels is his responsibility...

Especially you.

And the longer you stay, the more
you're prodding him to get himself killed.

Nice little town, Socorro Creek.

Quiet.

Doesn't even need
a marshal or a sheriff.

But there's been a big robbery.

Three men have died.

There's some gun slicks
pushing me real hard...

So hard one of 'em
made a mistake.

And now everybody's telling me to leave
town, before there's any more killing.

Well, I'll tell you
something, Mr. Luther.

The last thing in the world
I want is more killing.

I want the man who killed Owens
to stand trial.

He's probably the same man that
killed Blount and had Bill Burden lynched.

And when I find him,

he can stand trial,
or he make a play.

And if he does,

there'll be one more killing.

I never thought
the day would come...

when I wouldn't be
glad to see you.

Well, that'll pass, I hope.

Kate, I want Danny out of this.

Well, so do I. But it was
his father that was lynched.

I don't need to be
reminded of that.

Well, then, come with me,
and you talk to him...

and see if you can
get him to understand.

I tried that.
I didn't have much luck.

I don't see why
I'd do any better now.

Would you try?

Thank you.

I'll take you to him.

I saw you here over an hour ago.

- What'd you bring him for?
- 'Cause I was hoping you'd listen to him.

To what he has to say.

He's got nothing to
say that I want to hear.

An hour, huh?
You hit the bottle yet?

I wouldn't count
on getting three shots.

No, I'll only need one.

This morning, you
said something about...

shooting him in the back.

That the way you plan
to do it? No, this way.

Man's gonna be a lot bigger
than a bottle.

All right.

You want everybody to see
what a big man you are,

so, uh, you'll do it
in the center of town.

Call him out around sundown.

The sun to your back
and the light in his eye.

Of course, he'll see the
rifle, so it won't be a surprise,

and neither will shooting
from a crouch instead of the hip.

A rifle's got a lot more range,

but since all your admirers'll
be watching, you can't shoot first.

So you'll just keep coming
and he'll keep coming,

getting nervous
because of the rifle.

And finally he'll make the
mistake of shooting from his range.

Naturally he'll miss...
Being so scared...

And with the sun
in his eyes and all.

And then you'll just take
the next man, and the next.

Before you know it, they'll ask you
to run for marshal of San Francisco.

- Danny, he's trying to help you.
- That's a laugh.

Go on. Laugh.

I was hoping he'd listen to me.

I guess I'll just have
to beat him to it.

And I suppose you think
that'll mean something...

That'll prove something.

It'll mean something
if our friendship does.

What's between us
is more than just friendship.

You're wrong, Kate.

It never was more.
It never will be.

Well, you're part right.

All those years, it never
was more than friendship.

You wouldn't let it be.
And I wouldn't either.

But I wanted to.

Maybe not now, next week...

Maybe not even next month.

But never?

The only way you can stop it
now is by getting yourself killed.

And I don't want that.

Kate, this... This isn't right.

Maybe it... it could be.

This other thing
has got to be settled first.

With more killing?

I don't like it, but some
men force things that way.

And after it's all settled,

will there be anything
left for us?

I don't know.

I just don't know.

We could leave just as soon
as I get my debts paid off.

Luther didn't pay as much as Bill said
he was going to, but I had no choice.

It's enough to pay off
the debts. Then we could go.

Bill told you he was
selling to Luther? Yes.

Just before he left
on the drive.

That's strange. He told me
Luther and Owens were still bidding.

Well, why would he say that?
That wasn't the truth.

And why to Luther?

Bill admitted he liked Owens.

Everything else being equal,
why would he sell to Luther?

I say get out of town.

Not a little bitty chance.

In a week, this whole thing
will blow over.

I give the orders. You're getting
a little confused, aren't you?

All right.

But so far as
the town is concerned,

I'm the one buying the property.

That's the way you wanted it.

The way I wanted it?

There you were,
biddin' against Owens,

probably gonna lose,

and I come to you with my idea...

To kill Owens,
pin it on Burden...

and we wind up with everything.

I'd have done it alone, except
I needed some respectability.

Nobody would have sold to me.

And I was that respectability.

Fair trade.

Your fine standing
for my stomach.

And you probably
got the best of the deal.

Still, it all worked out
the way you planned.

Burden, then Owens.

And a parcel of money to boot.

The money's not important.

What counts is the land.

And everything was workin'
just fine...

till now.

I just never figured
on you getting so nervous.

Well, that-that... That
cow-puncher means business.

He means trouble.

And I'll take him,
and that'll be an end to it.

You said you were looking
to be done with killing.

I was,

and I am.

But in my own time, not yours.

Mr. Luther,

for the first time,

I think we understand
each other.

Stop right there.

- Mrs. Owens?
- I told the bank...

they wasn't to put up
the notice till tomorrow.

- What notice?
- Don't play dumb, mister.

I ain't making any deals beforehand.
Everybody bids the same day.

You're auctioning the house too?

Who are you?

Somebody trying to find out
who killed your husband.

Burden did it.

Mrs. Owens, how much of that
$20,000 belonged to your husband?

Too much. He organized the sale,
but most of the money was his.

A lot more than I got for sell...

- Than you got?
- I ain't got no more to say.

But you have already sold?

Yes, I've already sold.

And it ain't none
of your business to who.

What is this?

I know about
the land grab, Luther.

What land grab?
You said it yourself.

A man buys the land adjacent
to his if he wants to get ahead.

First Burden, then Owens.

If you know so much,
why bother to ask?

I don't have
all the answers yet.

Give me the information...
You may live to stand trial.

I know you're behind
the land buying.

- What I need to know is who's with you?
- You can't prove a thing.

I get the idea a man doesn't need
a whole lot of proof around here.

All right, mister, why don't you
just go ahead and get it over with?

The next one
will take out an eye.

All right. It was Four Eyes.

It was all his idea. He knew about
Owens and me bidding on Burden's place.

Four Eyes had it worked out so
him and me got the whole thing...

Burden's place,
Owens spread and the money...

Once we talked Burden into it.

- Talked Burden into what?
- Going along with the robbery.

That's what you offered
him for his place? Sure.

Neither of us... Owens or me...
could afford to pay that much.

The place wasn't worth it.

By the time Burden paid
whatever he owed,

there wouldn't be enough
for any kind of a start.

But with a share of the money...

Then why? Why lynch him?

He didn't know anything
about killing Owens.

He thought it would
just be a... a robbery.

But he got there too late.

Four Eyes and Withers
showed up ahead of schedule.

When Burden found Owens's body,
he came to Four Eyes.

Said he didn't want any part
of it. Told us to keep the money.

Four Eyes was afraid,
sooner or later, he'd talk.

And Blount was killed
for the same reason?

Yes. All right, get up.

Where are we going?

Into town.

A lot of people are gonna
want to hear about this.

And we'll see
if you make it to trial.

Luther been in here?
What do you want with him?

Now, that's my business.

The way you shoot
your mouth off, son,

they ain't much of your business
everybody in town don't know about.

Take it easy on the boy.

Luther left here
over an hour ago.

He moves around
pretty good, doesn't he?

Like getting my mother to sell
the ranch while I wasn't there.

Now, hold on. Your pa was
gonna sell to him anyhow.

Or would you rather
the bank foreclose?

- Where'd he get the money?
- I loaned it to him.

Then you'll be next...
After I call him out.

For what? You gonna
throw rocks at him?

My gun's outside.

I'll be waiting.

Danny.

Luther couldn't have
had anything to do with it.

Oh, now, I'm sick
and tired of hearing...

about how nobody
had anything to do with it.

Now, I'm going to go through this
rotten town from one end to the other.

I can save you
a whole lot of time.

I'm the one put the rope
around his neck.

Then you.

I'll buy you a drink first.

I'll buy my own... afterwards.

That'll be a pretty good trick.

All right, you go out there
and get all set.

I'll be out there
in just a minute.

You don't have
to go do that now.

I don't need to back-shoot you.

You can't kill that boy.

Watch me.

Well, there he is.
Middle of the street.

Sun to his back.

Sure looks like he knows what
he's doin'. Better watch myself.

Rifle or pistol,

you're only gonna get one shot.

You want to come
a little closer, boy.

- This is between the kid and me.
- Not anymore.

Your partner here
cleared things up...

Just like he's gonna do
in front of all these people.

You heard him, mister.
It's between him and me.

No, it's not.

You here to talk or fight, boy?

We're gonna talk.

Go on, mister. Tell the people.

All right.

I was in on it along
with Withers and Burden.

But not the killing.
That was him.

Now you stay there.
I'll be back for you.

Danny, get outta here!

It's all right.

You know what Luther said
about my pa...

Danny,

your pa wasn't
as strong as some wanted.

But he wasn't
as weak as some said.

Not the best man in the world,

but a long ways from the worst.

Just like the rest of us.

Doctor says that leg
will heal just fine.

It's more than his leg
needs healing,

and it'll take time.

I'm going back to Shiloh, Kate.

Why?

I think...

Uh, I think it's just too soon.

And Danny needs you now.

Well, maybe another time.

Maybe... another time.

He's going, huh? Oh, he's gone.

Didn't mean a lot
of the things I said to him.

We all say things
that we don't mean.

Even him.