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- Bad news? - Something I hadn't expected.

Aren't the ponies gonna be waitin' for us in Wellington?

They'll be waiting, but we won't be there.

Mr. Grainger says those eight hands we were promised from Durgin never showed up.

Why? What happened?

That's what he wants me to ride on down there and find out about.

Says he needs those eight hands or eight others, and he needs 'em fast.

What I'm wondering is how long Captain Cornish will wait for us in Wellington.

That's another problem. I could wire ahead to Cornish,

but arrangements have already been made to ship those ponies.

Hard tellin' how long it'd take the railroad to make other arrangements.

Well, I could go to Wellington... while you ride to Durgin.

I could meet Cornish, get those ponies and meet that shipping schedule.

Unless you think I couldn't handle it?

There's a lot of money in here. I know.

When you get to Wellington, check in at the hotel. There's only one.

If Cornish is already there, go out and inspect the ponies.

Make sure they're the right number and there aren't any sick ones.

Then get on down to the freight office.

The freight agent should have the transportation requisition by now.

Three cars, maybe four. Make all the arrangements with him.

Payment's to be made at the other end, but it's all in the wire he'll be holding.

Got that? Got it.

All right. Anybody asks you any questions,

just say you're acting on the authority of Shiloh Ranch.

As soon as I find out what happened in Durgin,

I'll ride on down to Wellington and try to catch up with you before you're done.

Either that or meet you on the way home. Think you can handle all that?

If you think so.

One more thing.

There's $4,000 of Shiloh money in that pouch,

and I want it to end up in Captain Cornish's back pocket and no place else.

Right.

And what can we do for you, young man?

Guess I'll be needin' a room for the night. All right.

Just sign the register, if you will.

Has Captain Cornish got here yet? Cornish? Cornish?

I don't believe so.

No. We do not, I'm sorry to say, have a Cornish registered.

Well, he oughta be comin' in pretty soon. And when he gets here,

I'd appreciate it if you'd tell him that the

man from Shiloh Ranch is waitin' for him.

The man from Shiloh. I'll be very happy to give him that message.

Hi, boys.

Thank you.

Number 34.

That's right on the second floor all the way at the end.

Thank you. You're quite welcome.

Would you mind telling me where the depot is?

The depot? It's right where you might expect to find the depot, young man.

Next to the railway tracks.

Oh, uh, yeah. Thanks again.

You're welcome.

♪♪

♪ Walkin' by the river with me ♪

♪ Walkin' by the river Aw, gee ♪

♪ Walkin' by the river can be fun ♪

♪ If you do it... do it with the right one ♪

♪ Sitting in the moonlight a she ♪

♪ Sitting in the moonlight a he ♪

♪ Sitting in the moonlight can be fun ♪

♪ If you do it... do it with the right one ♪

♪ The moon on high is saying why be shy ♪

♪ Tonight's the night to have a lark ♪

♪ Why be shy I think we oughta try ♪

♪ Kissin' in the dark ♪

♪ Walkin' in the river with me ♪

♪ You will see that we can agree ♪

♪ Anything you think of can be done ♪

♪ If you do it... do it with the right one ♪

♪ The moon on high She's saying why be shy ♪

♪ Tonight's the night to have a lark ♪

♪ Why be shy I think we oughta try ♪

♪ Kissing in the dark ♪

♪ Walkin' by the river with me ♪

♪ You will see that we can agree ♪

♪ Anything you think of can be done ♪

♪ If you do it... do it with the right one ♪

♪ If you do it... do it with the right... ♪

♪ With me ♪♪

My love.

Let's get out of here now, Orrey.

We've only been here a few days.

I can't stand this place. Why did we ever come here?

It's ideal for our purposes.

It's close to the Canadian border.

Fur traders, horse traders.

This little hole-in-the-wall does a thriving business.

Well, I'm sick of it.

I know, sweet Karen.

It's not to my liking either.

But we've been in worse places together, and we've always come through it.

Now, that pout is not attractive.

Men like to see their women with pretty smiles.

I am not their woman.

I like a pretty smile too.

Now, you'd better circulate.

Just hold the thought in your pretty little head that we'll be moving on soon.

How soon, Orrey?

Well, now, that's... that's sort of up to you, isn't it?

I beg your pardon.

But is this where I come to find out about some cattle cars on order?

You mind, uh, telling me that again, sonny?

Don't know as I got it right. You're askin' for cars... cattle cars?

That's right. Three of 'em. Maybe four even.

You ought to have a telegraph message there telling ya.

- What do you want 'em fer? - It's for the transportation of ponies.

"The transportation of ponies"?

What ponies?

I don't see no ponies anywhere.

Well, they ain't here yet.

They ain't here yet.

Well, youngster,

looks to me like you put the cars before the ponies.

Just when are you expectin' this great influx of livestock?

Oh, well, as soon as Captain Cornish drives them in from Port Arthur.

Now, that's up in Canada.

Well, that's the good Lord's truth, is it, sonny?

- Port Arthur is in "Canadee"? - Yes, sir.

Well, I'm mighty grateful to you for comin' around here and givin' me that information.

Mister, if you just look in those papers you got there.

I've been sent here to arrange... Sent by whom?

- By Shiloh Ranch! - Shiloh Ranch?

- That's right. - It bein' what and where?

It bein' about the biggest spread in the whole of Wyoming.

Well, well, well, as big as that, huh?

Well, how comes it then, if you don't mind my askin',

that the biggest spread in the whole of Wyoming...

can't send nobody better than a wet-eared kid?

Now, look, mister, it doesn't matter who I am, what I am, or how old I am!

You got a telegraph message right here on your desk telling you the whole thing,

and all you gotta do is stop trying to be funny for five minutes and read it!

Boy, you'd better take your hands off them papers.

Them are official communications!

If you'd state your business when you first come in here...

instead of goin' on and... Mister, the first thing I said when I come in here...

Quiet now... so's a man could read.

How 'bout that?

Signed by Clay Grainger.

You Clay Grainger?

No. Clay Grainger owns Shiloh.

Says here he's sendin' his foreman down to take care of things.

- You're the foreman then? - No, I'm not the foreman!

Look, he had to go somewheres else. So he sent me along instead.

Then who are ya?

My name is Horn. Jim Horn.

Don't say anything about anybody by the name of Jim Horn in this telegram.

I know that! Look.

When the Virginian had to go to Durgin, he sent me along ahead.

With money enough to pay for makin' up the train and routin' it through Medicine Bow?

Doesn't it say in there the payment's being made at the other end?

What it don't say is that anybody by the name of Jim Horn...

has the authority to come down here and order up a string of cattle cars!

My foreman told me...

Why don't you ride on back to Shiloh Ranch...

and tell your foreman, or Mr. Clay Grainger,

that as soon as they send someone down here with authority...

Ride back to Shiloh?

Mister, Shiloh Ranch is 700 miles from here!

Sonny, I've had just about all the geographical lessons I want for today.

School is out!

Has Captain Cornish showed up yet?

No, I'm sorry to say he hasn't. Thank you.

I'd like a beer.

Thanks. Ride back to Shiloh, huh?

Just my luck to get a funny freight engineer.

May I? Ma'am.

Or is this a private conversation?

Perhaps you're getting ready to say some things a lady shouldn't be listening to.

No, ma'am. No. I... I guess I was just a little riled up...

and talking to myself 'cause there wasn't anybody else to talk to.

Why don't you talk to me? Then I won't have

to sit and talk to somebody I don't want to.

Why, it'd be a pleasure.

Oh, just one thing.

You have to buy me a drink.

You see, I have to make a living.

I'm supposed to get the customers to buy me drinks and themselves too.

I get a penny for each beer and a nickel for each whiskey.

That doesn't sound like much of a way to get rich.

Oh, well, once in a while,

a big spender will come into town and order champagne.

How much do you get for champagne?

Fifty cents.

But all of them are mostly old and practically always drunk.

And they figure they're always gonna get some extra rights along with the champagne.

- A beer will be okay. - Is that so?

Well, it just so happens... Bartender! Champagne!

Well, well, well.

Can I help you? Howdy? Um...

Could you please tell me if a young fella checked in here recent-like?

Cowboy-lookin', you know. Kinda wet behind the ears?

- Mr. Horn. - Horn? Shiloh Ranch?

Wyoming. Captain Cornish.

What did you say, mister?

Are you Captain Cornish? Because if you are...

Captain Cornish... the horse breeder from Port Arthur?

I have no idea. I simply was asked by Mr. Horn...

to tell Captain Cornish, when he arrived...

Well, I'm not Captain Cornish, but, uh,

obliged to you just the same.

And so my foreman had to turn back at

Bishop's Landing and hightail it for Durgin,

leaving me to come here and finish up the deal with Captain Cornish...

whenever he gets here.

Meanwhile, I got nothin' to do but hang around this town and wait.

And something else. And what is that?

Making sure nobody gets that money away from you.

You don't even know my name, and you've

already told me how much money you're carrying.

Now, do you think that's sensible? Now, don't you worry about that.

By the way, what is your name?

Karen. Karen Mallory.

Well, my name is Jim. Jim Horn.

And... This bottle is empty. Bartender!

Save your money. It's not even good champagne.

- Anybody using this other chair? - No.

Wrong. Well, now...

- Hang on, mister! - Oh, Hills. Orrey Hills.

And what's the little lady drinking?

Huh? Oh, champagne.

Well, now... Bartender!

- Just a second, mister! - Oh, are you still here, sonny?

Now, look, why don't you and me just step outside?

- Jim! - You keep talking that way, sonny,

and somebody's liable to whale the tar out of you.

Jim, please, stop! Please, I'll get into trouble. Now stop it!

Stop it! Please!

Thank you.

I was only trying to buy this lady and myself a drink.

Isn't that what this lady is working here

for, sonny... so that I can buy her a drink?

That's exactly what I've been doing, mister.

Now why don't you and me just step outside,

and we'll see who whales the tar out of who!

Come here!

Now, look, they are gonna fire me, and I cannot afford to lose my job.

Well, it's no job for a lady anyhow. It's the only job I can get.

Now when they come in here, I've gotta drink with them. Don't you understand that?

You were drinking with me. I'm just as much a customer as he is.

Much more, as far as I'm concerned.

Now you mustn't drink, and I have got to.

Now, look, I want you to take a walk and walk this champagne off.

And I want you to come back here later.

All right? Please?

All right. But I bet he buys you beer.

Jim, you take care of yourself. I don't want anything happening to you.

Don't worry about me.

♪♪

Lady love, I don't know how you do it.

I wouldn't have wasted a nickel of time on a kid looking like that,

but I saw you take a bead on him the minute he walked in here.

- How did you know he had a roll on him? - I didn't... till he told me.

You went straight to him.

He had a friendly face.

Looked like somebody who wouldn't paw me right off.

Courage, love.

This is but a brief stop on the way to getting what we both want.

We'll start with our young friend's bankroll.

I don't see how it helped much you rilin' him that way.

Well, now, that gave you a chance to be concerned...

and us a chance to talk.

- What are the stakes? - $4,000.

Well, well, well, well.

And where does he keep it, may I ask?

On him, in a wallet.

Naturally. He's the type who would.

Well, now, let me see.

Just one thing.

He's not used to it, and the champagne's making him talk too much.

Now, we had better get to him before somebody else does.

I believe, if I were that lad,

I could be convinced to put that money in a nice, safe place.

- What do you think, Karen sweet? - I'll do my part.

And I'll make the necessary arrangements.

♪♪

Yes. If it's, uh, not too much trouble to ask,

I'd like for you to tuck this out of sight for me under lock and key.

You'd like to put it in our safe?

That's it, friend. I, um...

I got an urge to play a little cards tonight, and when the urge gets bad enough,

I've been known to gamble away everything I've got.

I sure would hate for anything to happen to that fine old family heirloom.

Of course. Well, here.

Just sign along that top line right along there.

You, uh, can write, can't you?

Oh, fairish, friend. Fairish.

"Orrey Hills." All right, Mr. Hills,

now what we do is attach this tag to your watch.

Then later, when you wish to reclaim it, you simply sign along the bottom line.

A little system of my own invention.

Ingenious!

Of course, it's not much good if someone holds you up and dynamites the safe, is it?

Mr. Hills, I have been manager of International House for seven years,

and that safe has never been robbed, not once.

Never been robbed?

I just changed my mind. I'll take my watch back. Thank you very much.

I don't quite understand.

Well, I'm a poker player, mister. Now, I know about averages.

Now, if that safe of yours hasn't been cracked in seven years,

it's just about ready.

Thanks for your trouble.

Whiskey, friend.

♪♪

♪♪

Go on, lady.

Could I have my key, please? Yes. It was number...

Thirty-four. Thirty-four. There you are.

Thank you. You're welcome.

Are you all right? Yes, ma'am, I'm fine.

Let's sit and talk a while. I'm not really very thirsty.

Oh, come on. This is my time off.

Come on.

Hey, you have every right to be upset with me.

I'm not upset. You mean 'cause I acted like a fool in there?

Heck, I do that all the time.

Well, the truth is, I was relieved to find a reason to get you out of there.

Oh, I suppose you think I couldn't have handled that fella.

Oh, him. He's just a customer.

Oh, Jim, I hate this place.

I really hate it.

You know, I would give anything if I could just pack up and go.

Well, why don't you then?

Oh. The money. Mmm.

The root of all evil. It really is too.

Do you know that there are men in there that would slit your throat for a dime?

I mean, that's why I was glad that you got out of there.

I mean, you having that money and all.

It just isn't safe.

I won't have to worry about it after Captain Cornish gets here.

Ah. But until he gets here, anything could happen.

Believe me. You don't know the people like I know them here.

You're awful unhappy, aren't ya?

Yeah, I am, for a fact.

I have seen more nice, decent cowboys come walking into that saloon,

and they get cheated and robbed and...

It just makes me sick to think about it.

Honestly, Jim,

I would feel so much better if you would do something about that money on you.

I mean, I've got enough troubles without worrying about that, right?

- I don't want you to worry. - Oh, I can't help it.

Jim, if anything were to happen to you, I would blame myself for the rest of my life.

I know what I'd do if I had to take care of all that money.

What? I would walk straight up to that desk...

and I'd tell that hotel manager to put it in the safe.

Yeah, that's what I'd do.

And then I would be able to enjoy myself, get to know people better.

And I wouldn't have to worry about it anymore.

Will you excuse me, please, ma'am? I'll be right back.

I'd like to put this money in the hotel safe. Surely.

Take good care of that money now.

Here's your card. Wait. The ink is still wet.

Crooks! Swindlers! Bottom-dealers!

I've had enough! I demand satisfaction!

What happened in there? He tried to slip triple aces through the cellar door.

- But I was too smart for him. - Keep your voice down, sir.

I will not lower my voice. I'll shout the roof down!

You cardsharpers! Crooks! Cheats!

Somebody get Sheriff Quartermine! I'll get him.

- What about your money? - Lou, go get the sheriff!

You'd better lock this up right now. Where's the little ticket?

Here it is. Thank you, Karen.

Every cent I had was in that pot. I tell you, I was cheated!

Keep a good hold on him.

All right, what's all this ruckus about?

This gentleman seems to have had a little too much.

I had three queens. That's what I had.

Then this robber bottom-dealt three aces.

Sheriff, I demand you close this entire establishment.

Shut up and come with me. A night in jail will quiet you down.

Come on. Get moving. Come on! Let's go!

All right, gentlemen, everybody back inside.

Everything is all over and under control. Next drink is on the house.

♪♪

Did you recognize that fella? He was the guy who tried to horn in on us.

I believe it was. He didn't get that way on beer either.

You know, you were right, Jim. He did buy me beer.

Well, I gotta get back to work. I'm not off till midnight.

Guess I'll come in and have a few drinks with you. Aw, no. Don't, Jim, please.

The money's in the safe. I know it is, but I...

Well, I want us to be friends, you know.

A different kind of friend than the others.

I don't want you buying me drinks.

All right, I won't buy you any drinks.

Then someone else will, and I won't be able to talk to you.

You know what I mean? Yeah, I guess.

What a life. I sure wish you could get out of it.

Well, maybe I will pretty soon.

Good night.

See you later?

How'd you get out so quick?

Oh, it's you. You know, I've just been thinkin'.

Now, you know that town I was telling you about... Medicine Bow, Wyoming.

Well, it's a fine place, and you couldn't ask for better folks.

There's the Graingers. And I work for Mr. Grainger.

And then Trampas, he's the top hand.

And the ramrod, well, that's the Virginian.

Well, I mean they're all great people.

I, uh, beg your pardon. It's been a long day.

Maybe you should go back to your room and go to bed.

What was I saying?

Oh, yeah, Medicine Bow.

Well, I was thinking about Medicine Bow. Then I started thinking about you.

And I got this great idea, and I just had to tell ya.

I'm listening. Well, here it is.

Why don't you come back to Medicine Bow with me?

With you?

I'm going back on the train with the ponies. You could come along.

Oh. With you and the ponies.

Well, sure. You could ride up front with the passengers.

But it doesn't matter how you get to Medicine Bow, as long as you get there.

What would I do when I got to Medicine Bow?

I didn't tell ya, but I'm almost a hundred percent sure...

Mr. Naughton would give you a job at the emporium.

Oh. Is that the local saloon?

Ah, no. No, that's the dry-goods store.

I know how you hate working in saloons.

That's why I figured, if you come back to Medicine Bow and started fresh,

you could make a whole new life for yourself.

- You think so? - I could just about guarantee it.

You'd never even have to set foot in a saloon again.

- Just like that, huh? - That's right.

Why don't you relax, and I'll fix you a drink.

I still got the taste of that champagne in my mouth. It's kind of sourish.

Doesn't surprise me. More than half of it's apple cider.

I've got something that will wash that taste out for you.

Anything you say.

So you came to my room in the middle of the night...

just to tell me how I could make a decent woman of myself.

That was very thoughtful of you.

Oh, a lot of men are thoughtful that way.

Most of them are older than you, but, uh, the idea's about the same.

Yeah, they come knocking on my door in the middle of the night...

telling me how they want to change the terrible life I live.

And then they start telling me their troubles.

You know, I don't think there's a man alive whose wife understands him.

I gotta hand it to you though, Jim.

You're probably not married, and Medicine Bow does sound like a nice place to live.

I once lived in a place like that not long ago.

Nice people. Real nice.

The trouble is, you see, once you get started in one direction,

those nice people, they don't let you change your course.

And that's why I need money, all I can get.

'Cause I'm gonna go back.

I'm gonna show those nice people up for what they are.

Well, let's have our drink and let the future take care of itself.

Good morning, Sheriff.

I'm so sorry. I, uh...

I hope I didn't cause you any undue trouble last night.

Trouble enough. You was drunk as a goat...

and you were yelling your fool head off.

Was I really? I don't know what in the world got into me.

- Rotgut mostly. - I just hope that...

I didn't say anything, uh, offensive.

I don't know about that. But you claimed that somebody cheated you at draw poker.

Did I for a fact? Well, now, isn't that the strangest thing?

I never play cards. It must have been the drink.

Well, you don't have to stand there thinking about it. You can go.

Does this mean you're setting me free?

It means that somebody paid your bail. She's waiting in my office.

Oh, my dear, mere words cannot express my gratitude...

for being rescued from this unspeakable place.

Are you ready? Yes.

Then let's do it and go.

I know I'm unworthy, but I swear I'll turn over a new leaf.

Take me back, dearest, and I promise never to go near a poker table again.

And, uh, keep him away from the hard drink. He can't handle it.

Thank you, Sheriff. Those words have changed my life.

Come, dearest. Let us go into the sunshine.

No sign of that horse breeder our young cowboy is waiting for?

Not yet. So far, so good.

Where is sonny boy... In his room?

Upstairs in the hotel.

Better and better. And the hotel manager?

Home asleep. The night clerk's on duty.

Perfect. There's nothing to stand in our way, huh?

Orrey, do we need this money?

You know we do.

No, I mean this money in particular.

It's no different than any other.

It belongs to some rich cattle rancher who deserves to lose it.

What is it, Karen... the boy?

No. No, you're right, Orrey.

This money's just crying to be taken.

Well, then, sweet, let's answer the cry without delay.

Oh, um, yes, sir?

You the night clerk? Um, uh, yes, sir.

Then I'd like my goods. Uh, goods?

Yes. In your safe, you'll find a small packet with my name.

Hills. Orrey Hills.

And I am in a hurry, friend.

Yes, Mr. Hills.

Yeah. Now, if you'll just countersign that, please?

Well, yes, yes. That's you all right.

Yes. It always has been.

Karen?

Karen?

Take them on through to the railhead. Make arrangements for the others.

See that they're well watered, and I'll join

you as soon as I've seen the Shiloh foreman.

Mmm. Yes, sir? Are you the manager of this hostelry?

Oh. No, sir, I'm, uh, just the night clerk.

The manager will be in later on in the morning.

Well, no matter.

My name is Captain Cornish.

I have an appointment here with the foreman of Shiloh Ranch.

- Would you please fetch him here at once? - Foreman of... What'd you say?

I'm the man you're looking for. Captain Cornish, I'm Jim Horn.

Are you the foreman of Shiloh Ranch?

No, sir. My foreman got called back on an emergency.

But he's probably on his way here right now.

And how long am I supposed to wait for his arrival?

Oh, you don't have to wait at all. I've been told exactly what to do.

Oh? And, uh, just what is it you've been told to do?

Well, first, I'm supposed to inspect the ponies.

"Inspect the ponies"?

Well, just to see if they're up to standard.

Young man, I have bred ponies since early childhood...

in Australia, New Zealand, Argentina, Yorkshire and Ontario.

And am I now given to understand...

that after having driven these ponies here from Port Arthur,

that a question has arisen concerning their standard?

No, no, no. Nobody meant that, sir.

Well, I just... Well, you know.

No, sir, I do not know.

Well, if they all got here all right, that's all I meant.

- None of 'em got lame or anything. - Oh, I see.

The quality of the breed is not being called into question.

Just my ability to drive them here the required distance safely.

No, I'm sorry. Look, I'm just kinda new at this.

Mr. Horn, when you have finished apologizing,

I would very much appreciate the opportunity...

to inspect your payment for this delivery.

You, uh, did bring the money?

Yes, sir. $4,000. I'll get it for you right away.

I'd like my wallet out of the safe now, please.

Oh, uh, yes, sir.

Yeah.

Funny. Don't seem to be here.

It has to be!

Well, it ain't.

Mr. Horn, can we please get on with this transaction?

Look, it's a leather wallet about this big with a leather thong around it.

Oh, uh...

I didn't know, sir.

He said it was his wallet. And his name was on the card.

Whose name on what card?

The gentleman who picked up the wallet.

Mr. Hills. Orrey Hills.

- Well, where is he? Where'd he go? - I don't know, sir.

He and the saloon girl left... together.

Oh, no.

Yeah, with that much money, there's only one place they'd go... Scathelock.

All right, Sheriff, then saddle up and come along with me to get it back.

That's across the border, boy. I can't go into Canada.

Then exactly what and where is this Scathelock?

Well, it's a kind of a ranch run by a fella who calls himself the Frenchman.

You rob a bank on this side of the line, kill somebody, hold up a stage,

the Frenchman will hide you out... for a cut of whatever you stole.

I've been after Ottawa for years...

Now look, Sheriff, all I'm caring about is getting that money back.

Boy, all I can do is wire Ottawa.

Then tell me how to get there.

You cross into Scathelock, you ain't gonna come out alive.

All right. Then I'll find it myself.

Now look, young man, you just can't...

Tom, no! No!

Come back.

Come back!

Karen. Karen, wake up. Wake up. They killed him. They killed him.

Look at me, Karen. It's Orrey. Look at me, Karen. It's Orrey. Tom's dead.

They killed him... Tom. I know.

It's okay now. It's just a bad dream.

We were on the farm and... And... and they came...

and they killed him.

I know. But it's all right now.

Oh. It was so real.

You know, he...

Tommy had that smile on his face.

You know how he used to smile?

And then they came and-and killed him.

And I was there. And it was so real, Orrey.

Karen.

Karen, we still got a ways to go.

You need to rest, and so do I.

Let's go. Let's go right now.

In the middle of the night? We'd never get there.

It's this place. That's it. We should have slept outside.

It's this place. It reminds me of the farm.

This old trapper's cabin? It's nothing like your farm.

Look, you had a real good place with Tom.

Let's go, Orrey, please. No.

Frenchman's not expecting us until morning.

Even if I could find a way in the dark, I...

I hate to think of the reception we'd get when we got there.

The Frenchman doesn't take kindly to strangers.

Oh, now, you...

You just lie back there, sweet.

Attagirl.

Close your eyes.

Think beautiful thoughts about what was...

and... what's gonna be someday.

We pulled a real good job, love.

Got us a real fine stake.

$4,000 in good American money.

Now, that ought to buy a lot of good dreams...

for both of us.

Hyah! Giddap!

Ho! Ho! Hooh! Hyah! Hyah!

Do not move!

Turn now. Slowly.

Disabuse yourself of your weapons.

Now you will say what you are doing in Saskatchewan.

I, uh, guess you might say I was looking for the Frenchman.

Were you?

Well, my friend, you have found him.

How could you be so stupid?

I guess it just comes natural to some people, like lying does to others.

Hey. I would be the stupid one...

if I did not begin to suspect that you know one another, huh?

Oh, we know each other.

I wanna thank you for the pillow and the blanket. But now I want my money back.

- What money is that, monsieur? - The money she stole from me.

- This is the one from whom you... - That's the person.

Hey, mon ami, at first glance,

I would not have taken you to be the owner of $4,000.

- It wasn't my money. - That's right. It wasn't.

Now, why would you risk your life to get it back? What have you lost, you personally?

You mean besides my job?

Your job? A ranch hand? You can get a job anyplace.

- Anyplace isn't Shiloh. - Shiloh, it's no different than anyplace.

What do you think... your friends are gonna thank you for being such a big hero?

Now look, ma'am, I'm not interested in arguing with you.

Just hand over that money and tell the Frenchman here to take that rifle off me,

and we'll just pretend that none of this ever happened.

Oh, that's impossible, my friend.

400 of that $4,000 is now payable to me.

For services rendered. You understand?

Hey. I'm beginning to wonder about those "services rendered,"

seeing our young visitor here.

Seems the thieves you're trying to protect aren't even safe from their own victims.

I will take care of that, too, my friend. Do not worry yourself.

What are you gonna do with him?

I have ways of discouraging uninvited guests.

Tomorrow, when you are safely on your way, I will escort him to the border.

What, are you gonna turn him loose?

Not exactly. Many terrible things could happen...

to a young man alone in the wilderness.

But for the present, come with me.

Move!

I apologize for the room, my friend.

But my better accommodations are reserved for my paying guests.

Inside.

A small disturbance. Think nothing of it.

It's funny. You know, I can't remember...

how many cowboys we've relieved of their pokes.

But this is the first one that ever took the trouble to follow us.

Cussedly stubborn, isn't he?

Yeah. Just plain stupid, I'd say.

Or maybe you just made too good an impression.

Just couldn't live without you.

Coming, Karen, my love?

How can anyone be so stupid?

Beautiful country, isn't it?

Air is crisp and clear.

I might even get that saloon atmosphere out of my lungs.

He must have been out of his mind to come after us that way.

You do have a way with men, Karen.

Practice makes perfect, dear. Well, then you should be just about perfect.

I think I'll take a little stroll and get some fresh air.

Orrey, don't we have enough money now?

Is there enough? To do what we said we're gonna do.

Not quite.

Patience, love. We'll get there.

You just stick with old Orrey.

Merci, mademoiselle.

You are worried about our prisoner, huh?

Worried? No. Concerned?

Why should I be? He's nothing to me.

That's true. But he is a young man,

and, in some eyes, handsome.

And you yourself, you are a very desirable woman.

You can forget about that.

But still, it is there.

Or did you slip away from Monsieur Hill just to see the Frenchman?

Orrey's taking a walk someplace.

I want to talk to him a minute, alone.

How do I know he won't try to make the escape?

Well, if you have to, you can always shoot him.

If I have to, I will shoot the both of you, huh?

Call me, huh, when you have talked enough.

How could you do it? How could you waltz into a mess like this?

You know what you've done? You've gotten yourself killed. And for what?

Oh, my. I just might be able to get you out of here.

But you've gotta run and keep running. Just go.

All right.

"All right"... That means you will.

You're darn right I will.

All you gotta do is hand over that money, and you bet your life I'll go.

I don't... I don't understand you.

That's the first thing you've said since we met up that's probably the truth.

I never lied to you. Never lied?

What about all that guff about the saloon being full of thieves?

Well, that sure was no lie. And making me put my money in the safe...

because I felt sorry for you worrying about me.

And the terrible, sad life you lead...

and how you hate working in a saloon for nickels and dimes.

That wasn't a lie either. I hate it. I hate it all.

Even stealing money from poor, stupid cowboys.

I don't steal from poor cowboys. I steal from rich cattlemen.

Then you'd better give my money back, ma'am,

'cause you made an awful mistake in my case.

Don't you understand? That is not your money. It's your boss's money.

How can I get that through your stubborn pig head?

Did my boss come to your room last night?

Did you put a pillow under his head and cover him with a blanket...

when he was dumb enough to fall asleep?

No, lady, that was me.

Look, I didn't steal from you. Not from you. Now you listen to me and listen good.

Before I got to be...

whatever you think I am, I lived on a farm.

A real nice place with a creek running through it. Good bottomland.

We were very happy there.

"We"? Yes. I was married.

Tom, my husband, was a good man too.

And he loved that place. He really loved it.

And we lived next to a... a big ranch... cattle ranch...

Owned by a man called Luther Cole.

And he wanted our place so much, he just took it.

He drove his cattle through our crops, smashed everything.

And... And then he showed me some sort of...

legal piece of paper I didn't understand.

There was nothing I could do.

Where was your husband?

Away.

When he came back and...

he saw what Luther Cole had done, he...

He took his gun and he went to Luther Cole's house and he killed him.

They drove Tom to kill.

And then they hounded him and shot him down.

And that's why I hate ranchers like Mr. Grainger!

They don't care about us. They don't care about people.

You're wrong.

No, I am not wrong. And I'm gonna pay them back for Tom.

- I don't know what to say. - You don't say anything.

When you get your chance, you run.

You understand?

We're not murderers.

You have a little fight, huh?

No.

It sound like maybe a lovers' quarrel.

I said no.

I'm just about starved.

I thought the food was supposed to be so good around here.

Good? It is superb, mademoiselle.

Then why don't you try and find me some before I keel over on the spot?

I could make for you a mushroom omelet...

that would have you groveling at my feet.

But, alas, I have other duties.

Well, um,

if you can break away from your duties,

why don't you bring the omelet to my cabin.

We'll share it.

Hey, cowboy.

You are a wise one maybe, huh?

You won't try any tricks?

I won't be far from here, you can bet on that.

I'm talking to you!

Hey, cowboy.

Wake up in there.

It's a good thing I saw you. I almost went to your cabin.

I'm staying away from there. I'm expecting a visitor.

Well, he won't be comin'. And now I want my money.

I'll take my money now!

You dumb cowboy. After what I've done for you?

Look, there's no time to go into that. Just hand over my money.

Take your stupid money and get out of here.

- Come on. - "Come on"?

Well, you can't stay here. The Frenchman knows you left the door open.

You'll be better off with me. Now come on.

Let me out of here!

Let me out, I tell you!

All right, what happened? The cowboy and your woman, my friend.

And the $4,000? You were gonna take care of him tomorrow, right?

We've got to stop them before they reach the border.

What's wrong? Why are we stopping? See those trees ahead?

The border lies just beyond.

So what? They're on their way back to

Wellington. If we hurry, we can cut them off.

No, monsieur. This is as far as I go.

One step across the border and this Frenchman's

in big trouble. I cannot take the risk.

You can for your share of $4,000.

Ah, no, my friend.

I will not put my head in the noose for a small $400.

I would rather be at home eating an omelet and a little red wine and some cheese, eh?

Adieu!

Whoa, whoa.

Well, what now?

We stay here in the trees till it's dark. That

way, it'll make it harder for him to track us.

All of a sudden, you're so sure of yourself.

No, ma'am, I'm not. I'm just trying to remember what the Virginian taught me.

- And I'm hoping for the best. - They'll kill you for sure.

They're gonna have to if they want to get this money back.

Why don't you sit down while I water the horses?

- You're gonna leave me here alone? - That's right.

How do I know you're coming back?

Well, let's see now. Uh... I could give you my word.

I guess you'll just have to trust me.

Well, hurry. I don't like to be left alone.

You're not, Karen, my love.

Not a whisper, pet.

I wouldn't want this to be the end of a beautiful partnership.

How did you get here so fast?

The Frenchman knew all the shortcuts.

Oh, he turned tail.

There's such a thing as being too careful.

Apparently, I wasn't careful enough.

Where did you plan this, Karen, back at the hotel in Wellington?

Orrey, don't be a fool. He made me come here with him.

And did he make you unlock the door for him too?

I just didn't want the Frenchman to kill him. That's all.

Tsk, tsk, tsk. Dear, kindhearted Karen.

I suppose he has the money too.

Yes.

Well, then, we'll just have to get it back, won't we?

Call him. Get him over here.

Orrey, don't.

Unless you want him to get away with all that money. You need it, Karen.

If you're ever gonna set Tom's good name right,

you need that money.

Call him.

Jim! Jim, hurry!

What's the matter? What happened? Well, can't you talk?

She can, but I told her not to. Drop it, sonny. Drop it hard.

Get it, love.

Well, get it!

- Now the money. - It's in his jacket.

Well, get it out of his jacket. He won't bite.

Not a move, sonny. Not even your hair.

Thanks, love. We're still an unbeatable team.

Orrey, what are you gonna do with him?

Oh, nothing.

Nothing at all.

After I kill him.

Orrey, what's the sense in that? We've got the money!

We had it once before too. This time, we'll keep it.

Now go get your horse, Karen.

I'll take care of things here.

Yeah, that's right, Karen. You go get your horse.

That way, you can say you never had nothin' to do with killin' me.

After a while, you might even begin to believe it.

Go on, Karen!

- Orrey, we're not killers! - Shut up, Karen!

Tom killed once because he had to!

If you do this, we'll never clear Tom's name!

Shut up!

They murdered him, and we've gotta prove it.

That's all we have to do, Orrey, just prove that he was a good man!

Oh, come on. Tom was a good man? Tom was a killer.

He was a killer before you married him. He killed a man to steal that farm.

No. You're...

Where do you think he was when they came to take that farm away from you?

He was with me, love, robbing a bank!

No, Orrey, you're a liar.

You knew what he was. You just put it out of your mind.

No.

Telling yourself that you were working with me to clear Tom's good name.

Tom was killed by a deputy sheriff after robbing a stagecoach.

So don't ever tell me what a good and wonderful

man he was. I knew him, and so did you!

No! No! No!

No!

All right, don't move, mister. Leave it on the ground.

Don't move a muscle, and don't say a word.

That's my one failing, sonny.

I talk too much.

Well, you got one minute, and that's all.

Why, even that's against regulations.

Hi.

One minute, and that's all.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I am now.

I thought you'd be gone a long time ago.

Well, I... I got some unfinished business.

And I thought I might stick around town for a while...

till the circuit judge gets here.

Oh, the trial.

I thought you might be needing a character witness.

Well, I don't know if I have any character to witness.

Now don't say that. You saved my life twice. That ought to count for somethin'.

As for the rest of that stuff, well, you didn't know what you were doin' exactly.

I didn't want to know exactly.

No, I made myself believe in a dream.

And all the time, I was just what you thought I was... a thief and worse.

Now don't... No.

It's all right. I'm much better now. I can face it.

I just wish things had been different... the way we met.

Oh, chances are we wouldn't have met at all.

No, this is the way it is.

And whatever happens, I can face that too.

Maybe after all this is over, you can come to Medicine Bow, make a new start.

Well, we'll see.

You got a girl back in Medicine Bow?

Well, I... I know a couple of kids back there.

Well, you be nice to them, you hear?

Don't go around breaking any hearts.

Your minute's up.

Good-bye, Karen. Good-bye, Jim.

Howdy. Howdy. When did you get into town?

Little while ago.

Look, I'd like to stick around town till the trial.

And I'll be needing a couple of days off.

The sheriff told me all about it. Take as much time as you need.

You deserve some kind of a reward for saving that $4,000.

No. No, I don't deserve it.

Well, I see you found the errant cub.

I daresay you've given his ears a good blistering...

Captain Cornish!

Seeing how your ponies look to be up to standard,

here's your money.

Would you care to count it?

Thank you, Captain.