All language subtitles for The Virginian S08E19 - A Time of Terror

Well, Clay,

I'm thinking of making a
little toast to celebrate my, uh...

Our campaign.

That gets me to
remembering the first time

we drank together.
You recall that situation?

Oh.

Yeah, I recall.

Sedalia, Texas. Sedalia.

I'd just finished reading the law and he'd
just hit town with a herd of longhorns.

Yeah. My first big drive.

Green kid, big in the head,
spoilin' for trouble.

Oh!

He was gonna do the town
with the big boys.

Decided he could lick any three
men in the place from another herd.

Dare I ask what happened?

Uh... Well...

I threw one punch and missed.

When they picked me up off of the
floor, they threw me out into the street...

right through an expensive
window, unfortunately.

Clay.

The owner said I had to
pay for the damage.

I didn't agree,
but the sheriff did.

Arrested me. Clay
became my first client.

- You defended him?
- Yes.

He convinced
the sheriff I wasn't

responsible for the
direction my body took...

when my feet left
the saloon floor.

The other three
had to pay for the damage.

Clay bought me a drink
to celebrate.

He raised his glass...

and passed out flat on his back.

I did it on purpose. I didn't have the
money to pay him for defending me.

We've covered a lot
of years since then.

Yes, we have.

Well, here.
I should be toasting you, Will.

You're going to make
a fine congressional delegate.

Hear! Hear!

This could be a tough fight,

but with a loving wife and
dear friends, we'll make it.

- Salud!
- Salud!

This is no good.
Let's get out of here.

Well, anybody crashes a party at
your house, Will, they do a job of it.

Promise you
I didn't order fireworks.

Oh, honey, it's all right.
It's over. They've gone now.

They'll come back.
You can count on it.

Now, darling, you
mustn't behave this way.

Come on. Our guests will
think you're a great big crybaby.

Well, I think she has a right.

Certainly scared me
out of five years' growth.

But it's over now.
It's all right, Mary.

No, it's not all right!

Those two are gonna keep on
until they kill you.

I take it
this has happened before.

Yes, it has.

Yesterday evening when Will was
coming home from Medicine Bow...

he told me two men
tried to stop him on the road.

He had to ride for his life!

Any idea who they were, Will?

It was too dark to see, and I
didn't hang around to ask questions.

You all right, Judge?
Everyone here all right?

Yeah. Just a little shaken up.

Did you see who they were?

No, I didn't. You want me to
get the men and go after 'em?

No, you'll never find them. Get some
sleep. Put Jeffers on guard till morning.

I think you should tell the
sheriff in Medicine Bow.

I think we all ought to get some
sleep and put it out of our minds.

I think that's a great idea.

We should go upstairs, have some
hot tea and gossip ourselves to sleep.

What a mess.

I could use that drink
we didn't get to finish.

Ah, here.

Don't be too concerned about it.

I've been a district
judge for 18 years.

I've sentenced a lot of men,

made a lot of enemies.

These are not
the first two that...

thought they had a grudge.

Well, I'm glad to see
you're so calm about it, Will.

Here's to a calm, rational
congressional delegate.

Thank you.

Ah.

Well, I think I could
use some sleep myself.

- Good night, Clay.
- Good night, Will.

Well, we ought to see each other once more
before you hit the campaign trail, Will.

Have to talk about
financing, you know.

How about the end
of the month? Fine.

Meanwhile, I'll stop in
Medicine Bow this morning...

and drop off the petition
at the cattlemen's office.

We get enough signatures, we'll have you
a blanket endorsement from the association.

It won't hurt a bit.

Thank you both.

Always good to see you,
Elizabeth.

Now, honey, you stop worrying.

This tough old bird
has survived this long,

he's not about to lose
his tail feathers now.

Well, Holly!

Well, good-bye.

Giddyup.

Well, all right.

Well?

Oh! Mighty pretty!
Mighty pretty.

You're going to spoil me.

Well, you thank the Virginian.

If he hadn't sent such a good-news
wire, I wouldn't be so generous.

Did he say when he and the
others would be coming back?

Well, since we got top dollar
for the herd,

I have a hunch the Virginian'll let the
boys cut loose for a couple of days...

before they head back.

- Probably be home by the end of the week.
- Giddap!

It'll be good to see them.

Shiloh's been like a ghost ranch
since they've been gone.

Nobody'll be happier
to see them than Jim.

He certainly hasn't enjoyed
being cooped up.

Well, he picked a bad time
to be sick.

Giddap! Git!

Ho!

Stay in the buggy.

You better come out of there
before I get nervous.

Don't shoot. Please.
I'll come out.

I'm not gonna hurt you, girl.
Come on out.

Who are you? What's your name?

Uh, Sally... Mason.

What's been going on
around here?

- You all right?
- Yes, I...

I-I guess. I...

You must have scared him off
when you came along.

He was threatening to kill me.

Why?

Figured I could tell him
something he wanted to know.

It takes a lot of explainin'.

- Do you know who he was?
- Yes.

His name is Frank Thurman.

I met him a few months
ago while I was working

as a typist for Judge
McMasters in Laramie.

McMasters?

Yes. Do you know him?

Yes. We just left his ranch
earlier this morning.

Well, then he did settle down
in Medicine Bow when he retired.

Yes. He has a ranch
three or four miles out of town.

Why don't you
come along home with us?

It's safer than around
here. We can talk about it.

Oh, well, uh...

I was hoping to get
into Medicine Bow today.

You see, I'm looking for a job.

Come along with us and give
yourself a chance to calm down.

You can ride
with Elizabeth and me.

My husband can bring your rig.

I... am kind of unsteady.

We all are.

What do you think?

We'll talk about it later.

Giddap.

Whoa.

Hi. Hello, Jim.

Hi. Hi.

Sally, this is Jim.

Jim, that's Sally. Hello.

Hi, Jim.

Oh, uh...

Excuse me. Shall we go inside?

Oh, hi, Mr. Grainger. Hi.

When you get your eyeballs straightened
out, you can stable these horses.

Yeah. Appears
you're feeling better.

Fine. Say, have you
heard anything?

Yeah. They're gonna
be here in a few days.

Well, now that is
good news. Yeah.

Milking cows and feeding chickens
just ain't my idea of ranch work.

Well, maybe if you have supper
with us tonight at the house...

it'll ease the pain.

Well, it just might.

And you say you first met this
Frank Thurman 10 months ago?

Yes.

Then about two weeks ago I
was in a restaurant in Laramie...

and he came up to me and
started asking me questions...

about what the judge did with
his official records when he retired.

His records? Yes.

I told him I didn't know,
but he wouldn't believe me.

He started to get rough.

Luckily there were some gentlemen in the
restaurant at the time and they helped me.

Hmm. Well, did he say what
he wanted with those records?

I didn't ask.

I do remember that
the Thurman family was

involved in a land
dispute with the railroad.

The judge ruled on the case.

This Frank Thurman...

Maybe he just wanted to finish the
conversation he started in the restaurant.

I guess you know
what I'm thinking.

Now, this thing that
happened to us on the road.

Maybe it's tied in with what
happened at the ranch last night...

and the day before.

I have a feeling the judge
may want to talk to you, Sally.

Yes, I-I guess he would.

Well, I could go over
there. No, no. Not you.

- I can drive back.
- Yes, you could.

And be back well before dark
too, if you started right away.

Well, I think Jim
should go with her.

I'll tell him to get ready.

Excuse me. I'll get my things.

I was wondering...

I-I'm kind of tired.

If I could take a little nap.

I think that's a good idea.

Come on. I'll show you
the guest room.

Thank you.

Hi, Mr. Grainger. How is, uh...
How is everything up at the house?

Fine. Fine. Good. Good.

Hitch a fresh team
to the surrey.

You're driving back
to the McMasters ranch.

She's not leaving, is she? I-I
mean, w-whatever her name is.

No, no, not her. You are.

Me? That's right.

I want you to leave right now.
Elizabeth'll explain on the way.

Sure.

Well, come on.

Back to the barn.

I'll get this all ready for you.

You can stretch out
and have a nice beauty nap.

Although, heaven knows
you certainly don't need one.

You're very kind, Mrs. Grainger.

Well, I can sympathize.

You know, this has been a
pretty hectic time for all of us.

Now,

cover up and...

I'll call you when Elizabeth
and Judge McMasters get here.

Thank you.

Good-bye, Uncle Clay.
See you before dark.

I'll get us a hot cup of
coffee and we can talk. Good.

Mr. Grainger.

Who are you?

It's always the way, ain't it? Trouble
comes when you least expect it.

What do you want?

Clay?

Get inside.

Clay, would you like...

Just sit down and relax,
Mrs. Grainger.

Clay, who are they?

What's happening?

They didn't bother
to introduce themselves.

Where is she?

She?

Go find her, Joe.

Sally! Look out!

Clay! Oh, Clay!

If you two wanna keep breathing,
tell the old man to forget the heroics.

Joe.

Help her.

He oughta know better
than to reach for a rifle!

Please, Joe.

Help her, Joe.
Go ahead, help her.

I'll help him.

All right!

I'm all right.

We don't want to hurt anyone,
Mr. Grainger, so please just sit still.

Sally... It's not
even Sally, is it?

That's right.

It's Emily. Emily Thurman.

These are my brothers,
Joe and Frank.

A hand they call Jim
left with the girl.

They gone for McMasters? Yes.

And the others are out on a
cattle drive, just like you said.

- What is it you want here?
- Just sit still. Be quiet!

You'll find out when we're ready
to tell you. Joe, be respectful.

I'll be respectful when and if he
proves he wasn't involved in it.

Involved in what?

Let me explain.

That was Frank that you saw on the road...
a little game we played for your benefit.

And the story about you
being McMasters's typist?

- I had to get you to send for him.
- Yeah.

You tried to kill him
at his ranch.

That doesn't work, so you
trick us into inviting him here.

Nobody's trying to kill him. Frank
and Joe just want to talk to him.

Nobody was doing
any talking last night.

- Frank?
- No, he's lying.

We tried to get close,
and they made a fight of it.

You were shooting at us!

- Emily, we didn't start the shooting.
- Why...

She's obviously going to believe
her brothers before she believes us.

Just tell me why
you picked us as bait.

Why?

Because you and McMasters
are such good friends.

We've been reading the paper
the last few days.

The Honorable Judge McMasters endorsed
by the big, important Clay Grainger...

for congressional delegate.

Well, last night me and
Joe got a chance to see

just how good friends
you are with McMasters.

So we figured we ought
to look into that as well.

As well as what?

Boy, will you listen to him!

Just sittin' there so
lily-white and innocent,

like he didn't know
what we're talkin' about.

Maybe it's because we don't
know what you're talking about.

You're lyin'! Joe.

We don't know if he was
involved with McMasters in it.

That's why we're here...
To find out.

Now, let's not accuse
until we get proof.

Just what are we
supposed to be involved in?

Stealing our land,

murdering our pa, and helping
our ma to an early grave.

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

but I do know Will McMasters,

so you'll pardon me if I don't
believe a word you're saying.

You'll believe it.

You'll believe it.

Are you going to bother to give us
all the details before you shoot us?

Nobody's going to be shot.

We just want to see
an injustice made right.

You've got a strange way
of doing it.

You reach for another gun, and
I'm gonna really lay you out. All right.

Let's not make it any
rougher than it has to be.

We'll talk more when
the judge gets here.

No, it's all right.
Well, I'm hungry.

You fix us some food.

You fix your own food.

Don't talk down to me, lady.

I know how to use this. I
don't want to, but I know how.

Joe, she may not be responsible for
whatever her husband might have done.

Maybe not, but she's not
gonna talk down to me!

Please. Maybe you'd
better do as he asks.

I'll watch her.

Your brother's got
a hair-trigger temper.

You lose both your folks in one year,
you might get a little nervous yourself.

Uh-huh.

Well, he hurts my wife, he'll
be a lot worse off than nervous.

You threatening
us? Stop it, Frank.

Mr. Grainger, I told you
we don't want to hurt anyone.

Now, just do as you're told.

Yeah, it's a puzzler,
that's for sure.

You can see why Uncle Clay
thought the judge would want to know.

That's one thing for certain...

That girl,
whatever her name was,

she needs
some sort of protection.

What was her name?

Mary.

You told me it was Sally.

Well, I just...

I just hate to see a young, poor
kid like that in trouble, that's all.

I understand.

Hyah!

Would you, uh, hand me
my apron, please?

Get it yourself.

How old are you?

What difference does it make?

No difference.

I was just curious.

Well, I can handle myself.

I guess you proved that.

I'm 19.

I thought you were older.

Yeah?

Yes.

I guess you've had
your share of living.

I'll get my share.

With a gun?

With anything I can.

Your mother's dead?

Yeah.

- I'm sorry.
- What?

I said, I'm sorry.

How could you be sorry?
You never knew my ma.

No, that's true. I didn't.

But I know you a little.

Women learn a lot about other
women... through their children.

I'm no child.

To women, their sons
are always children,

no matter how old they get.

Are you pokin' fun at me?

No, I'm not.

Well, I got the gun.
Remember that.

Yes, I'll remember that.

And I can use it too.

Yes, I guess that's true.

And that's a pity.

That's probably a part of you that your
mother didn't have anything to do with.

How could you know
a thing like that?

Maybe because I lost two sons.

A mother doesn't want to see
anger or violence in her boy.

You are a boy,

aren't you, Joe?

And you hurt inside, and that's
what makes you want to hurt back.

I guess that's normal.

But if... Just stop all this talk
and do what you came here to!

How do you feel?

I'll live.

Come on!
Hurry up with that food!

Oh!

Empty.

Would you take the tray
to your brother?

Wait a minute.

I'll take it.

Joe.

Thank you, Joe. I'll bring
the coffee when it's ready.

Liar!

Liar!

Frank! All that
talk was just lies!

Liar! Lies!

Lies! Lies!

No!

I said it before,
I say it again...

Tell the sheriff in Medicine
Bow! Tell him what?

That somebody's
annoying my ex-typist?

That two men I can't even
identify are bothering me?

Bothering you?
They tried to kill you.

And you do know who they are.
The Thurman boys.

Frank Thurman stopped Sally
on the road to Medicine Bow.

That doesn't prove
he was here last night.

That's true, Judge,
but it is a strong possibility.

It is. You're right. And Clay was
perfectly right to send you here.

Will, will you talk to the sheriff
in Medicine Bow, please?

Honey... For me,
if not for yourself?

As soon as I find out what this is all
about, I'll talk to the proper authorities.

All I know about the Thurmans is that
their father once appeared before me...

in a land dispute with the railroad,
and I ruled in favor of the railroad.

What could the Thurmans hope to
gain by getting ahold of your records?

I don't know.

I guess the boy... uh,
Frank... is angry, desperate.

Mrs. McMasters.

Don't worry.

I'll be back first thing in the
morning. Everything'll be settled.

Now, double the guard,
lock your door...

and please,
please stop worrying.

You've given 20 years of
loyal service to this territory.

You've gotten little for it.

Now you're about to get
the recognition your deserve.

Don't do anything foolish.

Don't worry.

Let's get it over with.

You'll be just fine.

It's all right, darling.

How do you feel, Mr. Grainger?

Bewildered.

Well, you'll hear it all
when the judge arrives.

Bewildered by you.

You're actually trying to
make reason out of this insanity.

I want some of this too.

Mmm.

I believe what
I'm doing is right.

McMasters worked with
a man named Felson.

They cheated.

Then they killed my pa.

Felson? Jake Felson?

Big surprise. Like he
never even heard the name.

Heard it? I know the man.

Clay, isn't that the one who...

Who built that spur to
the Central Pacific main line?

Yes.

Are you saying that spur
went across Thurman property?

- You saying you didn't know that?
- Yes.

You were head of the
cattlemen's association

and all in favor of
building that spur.

Were in favor? We still are!

That spur saves us thousands
of dollars a year in shipping costs.

The association
helped him finance it.

Then you helped him and the
judge kill our pa and take our land too.

I never heard the name Thurman before
a couple of hours ago on that road...

when "Sally" mentioned it.

Lyin'! He just sits there
and keeps lyin'!

Felson already had that land
when he came to the association.

The question of how he
acquired it never came up.

He acquired it by paying
the honorable judge

$5,000 to rule in his
favor against our pa.

Five thousand dollars?

Judge McMasters could no more
take a bribe than fly to the moon!

Grainger, either you're
the best bluffer I ever saw,

or you're a fool
about your friends.

Well, I know Will McMasters.

If you don't, you're gonna.

I want some more coffee.

Sit down over here...

where I can watch you.

And don't talk. Just sit there.

Don't talk.

Why do you keep staring at me?

You really believe you're
justified in doing all this, don't you?

Frank was telling the truth,
Mr. Grainger.

Now, if you are too...
If you really weren't involved...

Then you're in for a big surprise
when McMasters gets here.

All right, for the sake of argument
let's assume all you've said is true.

What you're doing here
is illegal.

You can't bring your father
back to life.

Can't bring our ma back either.

She died two weeks ago...

of a broken heart.

I should say she...

stopped breathing two weeks ago.

She really died 10 months ago...

the night that Felson and his men
came to the ranch and beat up our pa.

He crawled...

back into the house...

and he died in her arms.

Well, if all you say is true,
why didn't you go to the law?

The law?

The law.

Judge McMasters's law?

Ma spent 10 months
of scared dyin'...

not letting us do anything
to fight back,

afraid she'd lose us
just like she lost Pa.

So you're
fighting back now, hmm?

She knew Joe and Frank would
start the minute she died.

She made me promise
that I'd watch out for them.

I'm doing that
the best way I know how.

You're watching them
work themselves into prison.

You don't seem to understand,
Mr. Grainger.

Your friend, the judge,

is guilty.

You'll never make me
believe that.

You'll believe it.

You see, we have proof.

Written proof.

You almost had me believin'
that you cared about me.

All that talk about my ma.

I'd better clean this up.

Never mind.

We bought this china...

eight years ago
in San Francisco.

- Remember?
- Ain't that too bad.

All Ma ever had were...
tin cups.

Just a poor homesteader woman.

She never even... never even
had a cup like this.

Not even one.

Just tin.

All tin. It was ugly.

Thing about it, though...

She never lied.

She liked you,
well, then you knew it.

And if she didn't like you,
well, you knew it.

But she wouldn't talk sweet
to you one minute...

and then turn around
the next minute...

and try to stick a
carving knife in your back.

I never could either, Joe.

Never.

- Joe.
- You stay out of this!

Joe, it ain't her fault
Ma never had beautiful china.

It's everybody's fault!

All the cheats and the liars!

They live in their
big, fancy houses...

a-a-and think
they're better than us!

Her!

Him!

Everybody like them!
Just liars and cheats!

Now settle down, Joe.

Joe, we didn't come here
for this.

You fool!

I said settle down, Joe!

Tin cups to you, lady!

No!

That's enough, Joe!

If I wasn't so curious about you, old
man, I'd just as soon finish you now.

Put him back on the couch.

Give me the rifle. No.

You've done enough
hurting for the day.

Give it to me! Be quiet! Quiet.

You were so anxious
to see the truth, Grainger?

Well, you don't have to wait
any longer.

Everything's all right now.

Unlock the door.

Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Well, I'll go put the rig
away. See you at dinner.

About 8:00? Fine.

Uncle Clay, we're home!

We heard you the first time.

What are you two doing here?

We've been here waiting for
you, Judge. Give me the gun belt.

Oh.

All right, now get inside.
Come on, now, get in!

Uncle Clay, what's going on?

- Who are these two?
- Frank and Joe Thurman.

Sit down.

I told you to sit down.

You'd better do what they say.

I'm afraid we've been led up
the garden path. Very ingenious.

Pointless, but ingenious.

- I told you to sit down!
- All right.

Check on the other one.

I'm very curious to know just
what you two think you're up to.

You wanna do it the hard way, huh,
Judge? Bluff it out for your friends?

No bluff, Mr. Thurman,

as you will find out
when you go to jail for this.

The other one's
puttin' the rig away.

Clay!

Clay.

Sit down! I'm going to get
some medicine for my husband.

Shoot me if you don't like it.

Well, watch her!

You know what I want
with you, McMasters.

But I'm also a little curious
about him.

- What about him?
- Was he in it with you and Felson?

Look, your pa and Felson
were in a land dispute.

I sat on the case. That's all I
know about it. Clay knows even less.

Neither Clay nor
the cattlemen's association...

knows how Felson acquired
the land he built the spur on.

It's taken some doing
getting to you, Judge,

and I'm running short on
patience, so don't push your luck.

Joe and me found Felson
three days ago in Bodie.

We had a little talk, and he
decided to make a clean breast of it.

That's Felson's handwriting, his
signature on the bottom. A full confession.

Read it, Grainger. Learn all about
your friend, if you didn't already know.

You just keep foolin' around
in this old kitchen, don't you?

You just keep foolin' around, just
like it made a difference what you do.

It don't, you know.

Least not to your old man.

You're sure about that?

I'm sure.

And that makes you laugh?

I'm not laughing.

You were.

Here I've been feeling
sorry for you because

you lost your father
and your mother,

and now I see that dyin'
is just funny to you.

It's not funny to me, lady.

But I'll laugh when I want to.

Nobody tells me
when not to laugh.

I just... I just laugh when I'm...

When you're scared.
I'm not scared!

You should be.

You're about to do something that you're
going to regret for the rest of your life.

Talk, talk.
Don't you ever stop talking?

You're the one that
has to do all the talking.

Meaning what?

- You need to talk since your ma died.
- You leave my ma out of this!

That's what you'd like to do,
isn't it?

You'd like to forget
everything that she'd be

saying to you about
all this if she were here.

But she's not here!

She's not here.

Mr. Grainger?

Come on!

Unless you want that kid
to die, you get rid of him.

And no tricks, unless
you want to die with him.

Yes, Jim? I, uh... I
got the rig put away.

Oh. Thank you.

Well, I, uh...
I just stopped by, uh...

I was wondering if you maybe needed
some help in the house with anything.

No, we're...
We're fine, thank you.

Well, it was almost 8:00,

so I wanted to stop by a little
early, see if I could do anything.

Oh. Uh, no. Matter of fact, we're
gonna eat a little later. Oh, later?

Why don't you wait in the
bunkhouse. We'll give you a call.

Are you feeling all right, Mr. Grainger?
I got a little headache is all.

You don't look too steady.
Maybe I'd better give you a hand.

No, no, that's all right.
You just wait in the bunkhouse.

We'll call you. All
right. Whatever you say.

Thank you.

Finally getting smart,
old man. Come on.

Jim! Jim!

Jim!

Jim! Let go!

Don't!

Don't! Let me g...

No!

All right, come on. Get outside.
Come on. Come on! Let's go.

Joe! No!

All right, come on! Back
inside, all of you! Let's go!

- Bring him inside.
- You bring him in!

Come on, Joe! Get him in here!

Come on, Joe!

I'm all right. Never mind me.

It's Jim.

I got him.

Put him here.

Come here and sit
down. Get his boot off.

You try to leave this room
again, it'll be the last time.

Elizabeth, there are compresses
on the kitchen table, honey.

Did you finish reading this?

I read enough. You still
think we're lying about him?

Well, do ya?

I got several letters
from Felson...

when he first had the
idea for the rail spur.

It looks like his
handwriting, as I remember it.

I could check my files.

Will, tell me I'm wrong.

I can't.

I-I... I-I can't.

It's true.
What they're saying is true.

It's cold in here.

I can't stop the bleeding.

You able to make the
tourniquet a little tighter?

You got what you came for. You
proved what you wanted to prove.

Why go any further? We've
got to get him to a doctor.

Why, we're not finished
here yet, Mr. Grainger.

I told you,
there's a score to settle.

He's admitted what he did!

You're going to ruin your case
by letting him die!

He's right, Frank. We let
him die, we will go to prison.

Doesn't make any difference what
we do. We're all going to prison anyway.

That's not true.

That's not true, Frank.

We won. Can't you see
we've won? Not quite.

What do you mean?

The confession cost us, Emily.

What are you trying to say,
Frank?

Felson took
an awful lot of persuading.

We didn't plan it.

He died just after
he signed the confession.

Oh, no.

Oh, Frank, you promised me
no one was gonna get hurt.

It couldn't be helped.

Now there's a sheriff in Bodie
looking for Joe and me.

Why?

Why did we do all of this? Why didn't
you just shoot him when he got here?

That's what you tried to do
last night, wasn't it, Frank?

Yeah.

Yeah, and we almost did it too.

We saw him and McMasters
breakin' bread together,

so we decided, why not use him
to get McMasters into the open,

and while we're at it
find out if they were

both involved, both
ordered Felson to kill Pa?

Now wait a minute. Slow down.

I took a bribe. I had
nothing to do with any killing.

Don't you ever quit lying?

I didn't read that in there. Well,
then you didn't read far enough.

Felson bribed him, then killed
Pa on McMasters's orders!

This...

This isn't true.

This part is not true.

It is true. Yes, it is true
'cause it makes sense!

You had to get that land
for the rail spur...

so the cattlemen's association
would back your election.

When my pa wouldn't follow your
court order, you told Felson to kill him.

It says so right there!

Perhaps Felson thought it would
make it easier for him involving me.

I had nothing to do
with the killing.

We're going to Mexico now...
Me, Emily and Joe.

Once we're safe there, we're gonna
mail this back... to a newspaper, maybe...

Just in case anyone isn't quite
sure of the reason we killed you.

Frank.

We came here to set things straight
legally. It's too late for that now.

I'm not leaving this territory without
knowing he's paid for what's he's done.

Frank, you can't
just execute him!

We're the only ones who can!
Now, can't you see that?

Joe and me made a promise to ourselves...
to find the ones who killed our pa.

Frank, I had nothing to do
with the killing.

As God is my witness, I swear.

As God is your witness?
What would you know about God?

All right.

Think what you will,
do what you will.

Perhaps I deserve it
for accepting the bribe.

I tried to tell myself it
was the right thing to do,

it was justifiable.

I wanted to be better,

more important.

Congressional delegate.

I-I really thought I could
do this territory a lot of good.

I needed money to start.

It was a mistake.

One mistake...

in 20 years.

Twenty...

long, empty years.

You oughta be grateful, Judge.

You're gonna die
quick and clean.

And you.

Clay's not involved in this. His
name is not in that confession.

I'm not gonna spend
the next 30 years in Mexico...

thinkin' I let one of the
killers of my pa go free.

I told you,
Clay is not involved.

I'm gonna die anyway.
What reason would I have to lie?

You're a friend.
That's reason enough.

Ma said it once.

She... She was ashamed
of sayin' it,

and scared of sayin' it,

but she knew it was true.

You got too much
of your pa in you.

One mean streak, and it's...

made killers out of both of you.

You got no call to say that!

We got a right to revenge Pa!
A right, you hear? A right!

Joe!

Frank!

It's all over, Frank.

I don't understand you.

I'm sorry, Frank.

Elizabeth,
bring the surrey up front.

We'll get Jim to Doc Spaulding.

Clay.

You've got to believe I had
nothing to do with killing their pa.

I figured the end
justified the means.

Dispossess...

one homestead...

in exchange for
a good congressional delegate.

Seemed like a fair exchange
at the time, but...

doesn't seem so fair now,
does it?

No, Will.

It doesn't.

Whoa.

Mr. Grainger?

- Could I speak to her a minute, Mark?
- Sure, Clay.

How are you feeling?

A little scared. Mostly sorry.

I wanted you to know
how sorry I am.

I'm more concerned about what happens
to you. You're not like your brothers.

Well, I...

I guess they were too long poor.

I've spoken to the federal
marshal in your behalf.

After McMasters is
sentenced, your trial starts.

Mrs. Grainger and I will do
everything we can for you.

I don't deserve that.

We all make mistakes.

Some are bigger than others.

You walk in with us.