All language subtitles for The Virginian - 2x06 - It Takes a Big Man

[ theme music playing ]

Relax, Steve.
Let the driver
do the hurryin'.

I figure it's my turn.
He's been drivin' now
for 200 miles.

Just seems like 200.
140.

Still, that's a long way
to go just to buy a few
chickens.

Oh, I wouldn't
call these just
chickens, Trampas.

They're a new strain.

We're gettin' close
to Red Rock.

Developed back
in Rhode Island
someplace.

Double the eggs,
double the meat--

if you can take
Wade Anders'
word for it.

Can you take his word?

Anders?

[ chuckles ]
He'd skin your beard
off in a deal.

Oh, he's shifty,
devious,

devoid of principle...

and the best friend
I ever had.

[ laughs ]

TRAMPAS: Steve.

He said he'd meet us
at the stage.

Well, maybe he's
waitin' for us
in the waitin' room.

More likely in
the nearest saloon.

Come on.

Take a look in there.Yo.

[ whistles ]
Get up! Hey!

Haah!

[ laughing ]

Oh, man,
I'm sorry.

I didn't even
have a drink yet.

Sorry.
Here's your hat.

MAN:
Mangy half-breed...

My, I'm clumsy.

Ruin a man's hat
droppin' it on
the ground like that.

Pick it up.

You hear me,
dog-eater?
Pick up the hat.

You don't care what
happens to your hat,
do ya?

Come on.
Come and get it.

Somethin' wrong
with your ears, boy?
Maybe you don't need a hat.

Just a little bear fat
and a handful
of feathers, huh?

MAN:
Leave it be,
Indian lover.

Oof!

Hold it.
Hold it.

Pick that up.

Hand it back.

Here.

Get your hat cleaned.

Come on, now.
Let's have
no more trouble.

Ah...

I don't recall
seein' you
around here.

That's a way of askin'
you what you're doin'
in town.

JUDGE:
I brought him.

Henry Garth.

Henry Garth!

Well, you!
Oh!

Wade Anders!
Boy, it's been
some time!

It sure has.

It's 12, 13 years,
and you haven't changed
a bit.

Where did the time go?
How did we let it
get away from us, huh?

JUDGE:
That's something
even youcan't
do anything to stop,

but I'll bet you
gave it quite
a tussle, huh?

[ laughing ]

Henry Garth.

Well, come on.
Let's go out
to the ranch.

The wagon's
right over there.
Come on.

What's this?
Another one
of your boys?

JUDGE: Steve Hill.Hi.

And that one
answers to Trampas.

Howdy.

Who's this?

Well, that's my
oldest son.

ANDERS:
He's the one that's
named after you--
Hank.

Hank!

Hi.

Well...

Let's see this place
of yours.
Fine.

I can manage.

Hey.

You got somethin'
to keep you out of
trouble for a while?

I'll find somethin'.

Not the bay.

Why?

He'll make a good horse
when I get him broke.

Ifyou get him broke.
And if he don't break you.

Arms and legs ain't too
easy to come by, you know.

Now, you leave him alone,
you understand?

I understand.

You wouldn't be lookin'
for the cookhouse,
would you?

[ chuckles ]
I've been told it's
impolite to sniff.

Ah, you're a guest.
You'll eat in the house.

MAN: Pa?
Ah.

It's been so long,
I keep forgettin'.

This is Ben,
my youngest.

This is Judge Garth
you heard me talk about.

All my life.

Just so long
as you heard
the right things.

Mind if we help you
with the horses?

Yeah, it seems we're
used to workin' for
what we get to eat.

Well, I mighta known
you had 'em trained
good.

Okay, I'll, uh--
I'll call you as soon
as the grub's ready.

Yo.

Ben, my name's Trampas.

Howdy, Trampas.Howdy.

Nice spread
you got here.

Your pa must
be proud of it.

He's got the right.
Some years, we run
up to 5,000 head.

[ whistles ]
Well, that's enough
to get you up early.

You've got your
animals mixed.

It's the chickens
that get you up.

Hey, Jim?
Take care of these,
will ya?

Why don't we get out
the bay?

We gonna break
ourselves a horse.

Boy, I would never
have believed it.Rhode Island Reds.

They breed the straight
color like that.

Yeah, well,
I can see that.

Pa started with half a dozen.
Had 'em shipped out.

They're about the only ones
in the territory,
and that's no accident.

Pa wouldn't sell a Red
for love or money.

No, sir.

Not for love nor money.

But for you,
Henry... yes.

'Cause you're
my friend.

I have a feeling this little
sentiment's gonna cost me
more than the chickens will.

[ laughs ]

[ laughs ]
Well, I was just testin'.

I just wanted to see
if you still remembered.

Oh, yes, I remember, Wade.

I remember
a lot of things.

She's pretty, wasn't she?

And good.
Good as the day is long.

But...

But not like...?

No, some things come
to a man only once, I guess.

Do the boys know?

What, that they got
different mothers?
No.

No, somehow the right time
to tell 'em never came along.

Hey, you ain't finished.

I thought you wanted
to sell some Reds.

Oh, you wanna dicker
straight out,

just like that, huh?Just like that.

You don't wanna study
on them chickens at all?

You don't-- you don't care
about seein' what you're
buyin'?

I take your word.Oh-ho!

Then you got the short end
right to start.

[ laughs ]

Well, let the buyer beware.
I've been warned.

Let's get on with it.

[ clears throat ]
Well, Henry...

Truth to tell,
there issomethin' else.

Ah.

Well, I won't say
I'm surprised.

You know how it was
with us, Henry,
when we started.

The sweat runnin'
down our back by day,

and the cold squeezin'
us dry by night.

I remember.

Well, we made it,
Henry.

We scratched and clawed
and we dug out a life
for ourselves.

You know, right now
I got 30,000 acres,
free and clear.

Makes all those
hard times seem
worthwhile, doesn't it?

No.

Not unless I have someone
to leave 'em to.

Well, you have Hank
and Ben.

Well, Ben...

he don't care about the land.

Sometimes I don't think
he cares about anything.

He's a good boy, mind you.
I never had to raise
my hand to him,

but he just don't care.

And Hank?

You want them chickens,
don't you, Henry?

We were talkin'
about your boys.

Any ones you want,
all you want-- free.

As a gift from me to you.

Free except for one thing.

My boy Hank goes with 'em.

To Shiloh?

As a hand-- regular wages.
No favors asked or given.

Don't turn me down, Henry.

You're about the only hope
I got left.

If you walk away from me now,
I'm gonna lose my boy.

Well, it can't be thatbad.

Someday, he's gonna
bust wide open
and ride out.

I know it.

But why?
Well...

he's-- he's--
he's a walkin' powder keg,

just lookin' for a place
to explode.

And I'm the fuse!
Yeah!

We come within three feet
of each other,
and the sparks fly.

We can't even sit
at the same table
together.

And don't ask me why,
because I don't know.

I just can't talkto the boy.

Maybe it isn't a talking-to
he needs.

Oh, you mean a good beatin'.
[ chuckles ]

Who's gonna give it to him?
Me?

You think that's what I need?
A child?

A powder keg?

No, but don't you see?

Henry, thereit might be
different.

At Shiloh,
he won't be the boss's son.

In Medicine Bow, he won't
be Wade Anders' boy.

Maybe there
he'll calm down some.

And then later on,
when he's ready to come home,
why...

maybe I'll be different, too.

I don't know, Wade.
I'm sorry, but--Henry.

You owe me.

I've never said it to you
before and I take no pleasure
in sayin' it now,

but you do owe me.

And you owe his mother, too.

All right.

But I make
no guarantees--

I'm not running a training
school for wild boys...

and you can't break a man
the way you would a horse.

Nobody sets a horse
like Hank does.

He's good.

All right,
he's realgood.

[ horse neighs ]

He's got no call
to do that.

You learn anything?

How to ruin
a good horse.

Judge'd dock you
a month's pay

for yankin' on
a horse's mouth
like that.

Happens I ain't
hired out to the Judge.

So...

you went right ahead
and climbed up
on the bay.

Climbed up and stayed up.
He's just about broke now.

Then, you go on upstairs
and clean up.

See how it feels to climb up
on the afternoon stage.

You're goin' back
with Judge Garth.
You're gonna work for him.

No why or wherefore.
Not one lousy word.

Just ships me out
like a head of beef.

He was riled up
on account of the bay.

The horse had nothin'
to do with it!

He's been riled up
since the day I was born.

Well, now, what's that
supposed to mean?

All right.

I'm just the dumb
kid brother.

But I knowyou two
could get along.

If you only once
did somethin'
he asked you to.

Hank, you're stubborn.
That's the funny part.

I guess that's why
he loves you the way he does.

That's a lie and you know it.

I was just tryin--I ain't like him!

I never was
and I never want to be,
that plain enough?

I'm sorry.

Forget it.

Ben...

Don't let him sell the bay,
will ya?

He's gonna be a good horse.

You grab him, you hear?

You ready?

I've been ready
to leave here
for a long time.

I suppose you think
this is easy on me.
Well, it ain't.

It's-- it's for
your own good.

You never did anything for
my own good in your whole--Then I'm doin' it now!

I built somethin' here.

And now I'm gonna build a man
good enough to take charge
of it after I'm gone.

You wanna be that man,
don't you, Hank?

Nothin' I ever say
makes any sense to you,
does it?

You want me to go.
I'm goin'.

Anything else?

I guess not.

JUDGE: I've seen this
a thousand times,

but comin' back
from a trip like this,
it still seems new.

I'll admit silence
can be a virtue, but...

isn't there anything
you wanna know?

Wages.

A dollar a day and keep.

Time off?

You work one Sunday
out of four.
Saturday night included.

The rest?

Whatever you say.

Go into town?

If you want.

I'll want.

Well, you'll find
the bunkhouse comfortable.

Steve and Trampas'll
show you the ropes.

And if there's anything
you wanna know--
any problem--

you come to me.

The house
is always open.

Daddy!

Daddy!

Ho-ho!
[ giggles ]

Oh.

Hey, no chickens?Couldn't afford
the fare.

Mr. Anders is
gonna freight
'em down.

But he sent his son
here as a guarantee.
This is Hank Anders.

He's gonna work at Shiloh.

My daughter, Betsy.

It's a pleasure.

Um, I, uh-- have some cookies
in the oven.

That's a real pretty girl.

Uh... the boys'll get you
settled in the bunkhouse.

Come on.

Pick an empty bunk
and it's yours.

Thanks.

It's not much,
but it's home.

I've heard you call it
worse than that.

Well, now.
[ chuckles ]

Goin' somewhere?

Yep. Denver.

Hmm. Well, I think I can
keep things under control
while you're gone.

Gosh, that's a load
off my mind.

Oh, uh-- Hank?

This is the foreman.
Hank's the new hand.

Oh, I--

Nice shavin' mugs,
aren't they?

The Judge gives 'em to
every hand who's been
here at least a year.

Sort of an
anniversary
present.

You'll get one.

Wanna bet?

All right,
let's get 'em loaded.

How 'bout
a breather?
I'm beat.

From what?

I don't know
what's bitin' you,

but I'm just tryin'
to do a day's work.

I'm not in any
kind of race.
Neither am I.

The faster we get 'em loaded,
the sooner they get
in the ground.

Then what?

Then I'm my own boss
for the rest of the day

and I don't have to keep company
with anyone but myself.

That meet with
your approval?

Maybe you oughta
take it a little
easier.

You wouldn't wanna
make the rest of us
look bad, would ya?

I'm here to work,
remember?

I ain't takin' wages
to stand and jaw.

Hey!

Sorry.

Three to Sam.
Whitey?

Give me two.

Two.

And Jake's out.

Oh, yeah...

I'll just scrape
along with these.

Three dollars
to keep the rabbits out.

You can sit in
if you like.

I don't play
with strangers.

Suit yourself.

Thanks.

I didn't know I needed
your permission.

Well, isn't anyone
gonna keep me honest?

Sam?

Just three dollars,
Whitey, that's all.

If I was you, I'd raise.

I'll raise you three.

You saw my hand.

I did?

It's all yours.

Told ya
he was bluffin'.

It's gettin' very warm
in here, isn't it?

Can't you tell?
Why don't you go outside
and, uh-- cool off a little.

Deal me in.

JUDGE: Hank?

I'd like you to have
dinner with us tonight--
at the house.

7:30.Is that an order, boss?

It's an invitation...
from a friend of your father's.

Well, maybe you oughta
ask him.

I'm just a hired hand,
remember?

Hi, Trampas.
Betsy.

The Judge in?In the study.

Thank you.

[ knock on door ]

Come in.

The boys just
got in, Judge.

They say they're
scratchin' for grass
north of the river.

They wanna move
'em down.

All right.
First thing
in the morning.

Yo.
Trampas--

How are things
in the bunkhouse?

For now? Quiet.

Keep an eye on him.

I'll do that.

[ men hollering ]

[ cows moo ]

Whoa, whoa!

[ whistles ]
Haah!

Whoa!

Whoa, whoa!

[ whistles ]
Yaah!

Whoa, whoa!

[ whispers ]
Easy, boy.

Yaah!

Yaah!

Come on!

Hyaah!

Come on, get goin'!

Yaah!

Come on!

Yaah!

Let's go!

Oh!

What kinda way is that
to end a race?

Are you still
in one piece?
What'd you pull
me off for?

To keep you from
breakin' your neck.

You hadn't oughta ride
till you know how.

Till I know how?

I've been riding horses
since I was three years old.

My mistake.
Mistake?

All right.
I'm sorry.

Are you always so serious
and-- well, gruff?

I don't think I've ever
seen you smile.

You haven't seen
that much of me.

Well, Daddy invited you
over to the house
the other night for dinner.

Why didn't you come?

You sorry I didn't?

I only work
one Saturday night
out of four.

Maybe one of these--

[ horses approach ]

Here's your horse,
Betsy.

Thanks.

I picked him up
on the other side
of the rise.

You're not takin'
wages to stand
around and jaw.

I ain't a steer,
neither.

You don't have
to ride herd on me.

Looks like somebody should.

You rode off
and left the herd--

It was my fault.

He was only tryin'
to help.

I'm much obliged.

I had to pull her off.

He took the bit in his teeth.

She can ride as well
as any hand on the ranch.

Ben.

Did you get him?

You missed.

Well, it's hard
to see a weasel
in the dark, Pa.

Five nights runnin',
you wait out here
for him,

he comes back,
and you miss!

Pa--

I'm warnin' you straight out
and plain--

if that weasel gets another
one of my Reds,

I'm gonna boot you
from here to Laramie and back!

Now, you move outta here
before I get mad!

Yes, sir.

Well?

Nothin'.

I'm just wondering
who you're mad at--

me, the weasel, or Hank.

Ahh.I wouldn't worry
about him, Pa.

Most likely, the Judge
is workin' him
pretty hard.

Well, you know Hank never
did have much taste
for letter-writin'.

Let's get to bed.

There, this is the last.
We'll be done before dark.

[ chuckles ]
I know, it doesn't
make it clean any better,

but it sure makes it
smell better.

There's no reason
why soap should smell
so raw.

She keeps smellin' up that soap,
I'm gonna have to go courtin'
every night.

Startin' tonight.It is Saturday.

That's right, it is.

There, it's hardening now.
I think it should be fine
by morning.

You can get the rest
of it out now.

Hi!

Today's Saturday.
I know.

That means tonight's
Saturday night.

That means there's
a dance in town.

You can go around.

Little Fawn--

You could've moved.

For her?

I never heard of an Indian
makin' soap--

or usin' it, either.

I gotta admit,
it smells better
than most.

Flowers or somethin'?

Lilacs, huh?

That's real nice.

She a Blackfoot
or Crow?

Crow.
What difference
does that make?

If you'll excuse me,
I'm busy.

HANK: I didn't hear you
say about tonight.

I get a notion
to go to that dance,

I'm gonna need somebody
to dance--
You mean,
you want me to go.

Well, you see anybody else
I could dance with?

Just takes a yes
or no.

Little Fawn.

Right here.

You stinkin' fleabag!

It was my fault.Nah, her!
She did it!

HANK:
Sneaking and sly,
I never seen one
of her kind

that wasn't crooked
as a dog's hind leg!

TRAMPAS:
It was an accident.

I saw it.

The Judge wants
to see you, Betsy.

You knew I was waitin'
for an answer.

She's only 17.

You makin' the rules?

The Judge.

You don't believe me,
ask him yourself.

He doesn't let her go out
on Saturday night.

With anybody,
or just with me?

You spell it out real plain,
don't ya?

You read it any way you like.

Or you show me another way.

All right, you learned me--
I ain't good enough to talk
to her,

but a stinkin' Indian like--Hold your tongue.

I saw what I like!

Garth's a Squaw lover
and his whelp's just like him.

I'm gonna wash that
dirty mouth of yours,
cowboy.

Come on!

Hey, Anders.

Judge Garth
wants you and me to--

Hey, Anders.

Come on!

You all right?
Yeah. Is he?

Your Honor.

Well, looks like
you had your
Saturday night early.

I had my Saturday
afternoon.

After I sober up,
thenI'm gonna have
my Saturday night.

I don't think so.

You rode outta here
when you still
had work to do.

The man who did your work--
he'll have your night off.

You get inside
and soak your head.

When you sober up,
I want to see you.
Yes, sir.

[ shot fires,
dishes shatter ]

[ shot fires ]

[ clicks ]

You're not as drunk
as you pretend to be.

I ain't drunk at all.

You-- then what?

Just mean?
Just plain, crazy,
ornery mean?

Just spite?

You don't have to spite me, boy.
I'm not your father.

Then stop actin' like him.

Stop tryin' to tell me
how to run my life.

Do this, do that.
Stand up, boy, sit down,
come to dinner!

I'm trying--To do his work for him,
ain't ya?

To try to make a man
outta me, huh?

Well, I'll tell you
something, mister.

I was twice the man
when I was 12
than he'll ever be.

Your father and I--Oh, cut it out, Judge.

I've heard it all before.

Wade Anders,
buffalo hunter,
Indian fighter,

rancher, logger!

Wade Anders,
the bravest
of the brave.

Wade Anders,
empire builder...

who didn't have the guts
to tell a six-year-old boy
his mother was a Crow Squaw.

All right, Judge--
you and me,
we don't get along.

Now, I don't wanna be here,
and you don't want me here
either.

Should I quit, or would
you rather fire me?

How long have you known
about your mother?

Depends upon how
you count time.

Yesterday, or...

a thousand years.

My whole life.

I knew it before I ever
broke my first horse.

Know who told me?

He didn't,
I'll guarantee you that.
He never said one word to me.

He just hid it like the dirty
thing he thought it was--
like the dirty thing it is!

He loved your mother
more than anything
in this world.

Just not enough to marry her.

He wantedto.

They were waiting
for the Circuit Judge
to come through, but...

There was a lot of cholera
that year.

All of a sudden,
she was gone.

I'll bet there was
a celebration that day.

I'm sorry, boy.

For what?

For showin' me how you
really feel--

how the old man really feels?

Hank, he loves you.

Well, tell me again
on the fourth of July
and I'll send up a rocket.

We were prospecting,
your father and I.

Got caught
in an early snow.

Just blew up
outta nowhere.

When we stumbled
into that Crow winter camp,

I was just about gone.

Your mother sat up with me
six days and six nights.

She pulled me through.

And they fell in love.

And we stayed on
at the camp till
the next summer,

because she wanted to be
with her own people
when you were born.

Not because he was
ashamed of her--
or of you.

That's the whole story.

Doesn't change anything.

Doesn't make me
somebody else.

Do you haveto be
somebody else?

I'll send for my things.

You've got some wages
coming.

Give 'em to the Squaw.

And I said to myself,
"They can think
what they want to.

"These are not
the middle ages.
This is the 19th century,

and women just don't live
behind bars anymore."

Thanks.

Get up.

When's the first stage?

Where to?

Pick a town.

Tomorrow morning.

Well, save me a seat.

[ music playing ]

And that's just the way
I feel about it.

It's like I told Amy--

there's just too much gossip
in this town.

If I decide to go
to the dance with Trampas,

it doesn't necessarily
mean that, um--

Trampas?
Huh?

What kinda horse
is it?

Uh, what horse?

[ chuckles ]

If I thought for a minute
that you were looking
at another girl--

I'm not.

I gotta go see
a man.

Oh, yeah, all right.
Well, you go ahead.

What are you
gonna do?

Uh--
I'll find something.

Well, I was wondering.

Wondering what?

How long a lady might
have to wait before
you asked her to dance.

Just long enough
for a gentleman
to be a gentleman.

Here.

That's good.

Puts a nice,
fresh taste
on the world.

Look, I know it's
gonna be money
out of my pocket,

but ain't you takin' it
a little fast?

Mister, I just got rid
of one watchdog.

I ain't lookin'
to pick up another.

BARTENDER:
I'm just sayin',
you got the whole night.

I'm just sayin'
I'm gonna need it.

Barney.Oh, hiya, Trampas.

Fill it up.

Long as I
keep payin',
you keep fillin'.

No more for him.
I'm talkin'
for the Judge.

Trouble with that,
you can't talk for me--

account of I don't work
for the Judge anymore.

Can't say I'm gonna
miss him, either.

I'm gonna miss you.

A fella kinda gets used
to someone stickin'
so close like that--

practically like
ridin' in the same
saddle.

Practically like you got
your foot in his stirrup.
[ laughs ]

That's plain comfortin'
to know you got someone
around like that--

someone tellin' you
what you can say
and what you can't,

and what you can do,
and what you better skip.

Who you can take to a dance
and who you ain't even
allowed to ask!

It doesn't matter
that the girl
wants to go--

it only matters
that she's the
Judge's daughter.

Shut up.

Man, that's a funny--
that's a realfunny
thing.

The Judge's daughter!

That don't make
a girl different.

That whiskey hasn't
cleaned up your mouth any.

I was just drinkin'
for the taste.
It's really very good.

[ chuckles ]
Why don't you try it?

Not in here, now, please!

I don't think I can wait.

I'm not lookin'
for a gunfight.

You found one,
just the same.

That's fire water talkin'.

Oh, boy,
you just killed yourself.

You wanna die,
you find somebody else.

I'm not gonna do it.

BARNEY: Trampas!

[ music stops,
crowd murmurs ]

What are you doin'?

Uh-- just
passing time, Pa.

Oh.

You could find a better way
to pass it.

Like figurin' out what to do
with that new breedin' stock
of ours.

Well, we have a foreman
for that.

That foreman isn't gonna
own this ranch someday.

Well, it's your time.
Pass it as you want.

Only,
while you're passin' it,
tell him for me that--

Tell who, Pa?

Tell him he was right
about the bay.

Turned out to be
a good horse.

[ horse neighs ]

I'll see.

Well?

You got a telegram, Pa.

From Medicine Bow.From Hank, huh?

[ chuckles ]
It figures.

Don't write letters, no--
throw away your wages
on telegrams.

Well, what's he say?

What?

What's the matter?
Is he in trouble again?

I'm askin' you, boy!

We'll be needin'
two horses.

Pa--
Now, Ben.

Pa, you can't mean it.

That's a murderous ride
from here to Medicine Bow.

Well, maybe you're right.

Maybe it is too hard.

Maybe I oughta just
go it alone.

I'll--
I'll saddle two horses.

[ knock on door ]

Come in.

You wanted to see me,
Judge?

I'm sending 1,000 head
up to Laramie.

The Virginian can't
make it back in time.
You be trail boss.

Me? Trail boss?

Don't you want the job?

[ sighs ] No--

No.

Well, you got it.

I wanna stay, Judge.

Sooner or later,
somebody's gotta
tell 'em how it happened.

Nobody knows that
better than me.

Doyou know how it happened?

Well, I was there.

I wasn't there,
but I should've been.

No, Trampas,
you pulled the trigger,
but the responsibility is mine.

[ sighs ]
I'll have to wait
on that drive, Judge.

I gotta be at the hearin',

and the sheriff won't
get back from Cooper Lake
till Tuesday.

Yeah, I know.

When's the funeral?

Tomorrow afternoon.

Aren't you gonna wait
on his pa?

I wired for instructions.
I never got any.

He could never make it in time,
anyway-- even if he took
the first stage.

You're gonna kill
the horses.

We'll buy more.You're gonna
kill yourself...

if you don't stop
and rest awhile.

Your brother lyin' dead
and you talk to me of rest.

And I don't know why,

or where, or how.

If I thought it would
do him any good.

It'll do megood.

All them... years.
Wasted years.

You work and you sweat
and you think you're
building somethin' solid.

Then a little piece of paper
knocks it all over.

Pa...Little yellow piece of paper
with black marks on it.

Rest a while.
An hour or so.

Here, hand me up.

You heard me.
I said hand me up.

Nice afternoon.

Don't you usually
visit with your
friends?

Marcy, mostly,
but she's in
St. Louis.

Oh.
I forgot.

You know...

I've been thinking...
about St. Louis.

I might
have to go there
in the fall.

I suppose I could
arrange to take you
along...

if you screamed,
and beat your
little heels--

acted up.

I thought you
wanted to go.

[ sighs ]

I just keep thinking
if I'd been nicer to him...

No, darling,
you're wrong.

But, Dad, if he wanted
to take me to the dance--

He wanted
a lot of things.

He just didn't know
how to reach for them.

I've got the buggy
hitched up.

I'll be right out.

Howdy.
Can I help you gents?

All outside rooms,
fresh linen
twice a week,

and we're the only
hotel in town anyway.

We ain't lookin'
for rooms.

Oh.We're lookin'
for Henry Garth.

Judge Garth?
Yeah.

His spread is due north.
But you won't find him
there.

Well, then where?

The church--
at the funeral.

[ grunts ]

Tie 'em up.

Henry Anders wasn't
known to me personally,
of course.

But he was a man...
and men have faults.

But there's good in them,
also.

There's good in every man...
if we know where to look.

There's good
in every thing.

There hasto be,

or else there isn't
any sense to life...

or death.

And there's a lesson
to be learned from
the death of any man.

Just as the cloud burst
that washes away roads
and bridges

appears to be doing
nothing but harm,

The death of any man always
appears to be futile...

and cruel.

But after the harshest rain,
the bridges are always rebuilt.

The roads, reinforced.

Plant life flourishes where
once before there might've
been only barren soil.

So might it be with the death
of this man we mourn today.

And, to that end,
let us pray.

Amen.

Wasn't expecting you.
I didn't think you
could possibly make it.

What happened?

I couldn't put it all
in the telegram. What happened?

He got in a gunfight.

With who?

Who killed him?

I'm askin' you who!

Mr. Anders...

I didn't want to kill him.

He pushed me into it.

There were witnesses.
They all said the same thing.

Why not?
This is your town,
ain't it, Henry?

Wade, this isn't the time
or the place--

I trusted you.
I took your word.

I'm sorry--
deeply sorry.

Sorry don't do me no good.

Sorry don't hand him
back to me.

Sorry don't make him
anything but dead!

I never claimed to
perform miracles, Wade.
You knew that.

What I know
is I never saw him again.

What I know
is somebody gunned him down!

Mr. Anders...

please try to understand--

Oh, I understand.
You're standin' there,
ain't ya?

You can see and hear
and laugh and hurt and...

you're alive!
I understand that.

Pa...

Come on,
we left the horses.

JUDGE: Wade.

You ought to get yourself
some rest.

Come over to Shiloh.
We've got the room.

I'd be pleased if you'd
leave us to ourselves.

If you wish.

I'll ride out to see you
in about a month or so.
It'll... be easier.

You think it'll ever be easy?

He hurts.

He wants to hurt
somebody else.

They'll be clearin' outta town.

Keep outta their way.

How long you
figure to stay?

Hard to say.

Well, you just...
let me know.

Why's it hard to say,
Pa?

I thought you just
wanted a night's rest.

What else?

You have to ask
a thing like that?

Yeah, I'm askin'.

Your brother's fresh
in his grave.

Because he forced a fight.

Oh, and that's all
there is to it, huh?

Don't you have anyfeelings?

Sure, I got feelings, Pa.

I got plenty of feelings.

But that don't change
the fact that Hank is dead.

And he's gonna stay dead
from now until the world
turns blue,

and there is nothin'--
nothin'-- that you or I--

Yeah, yeah,
just go on talkin'.

Go on talkin'.
Have a nice
little conversation.

Stay up here while
the men that killed
your brother--

What do you want, Pa?!Nothin'!

From you... nothin'.

'Cause that's what
you've given me
all your life.

Oh, God,
just for 10 minutes,
give me a good right hand.

Yeah, and a gun?
And a straight aim?

That's what you're
driving at, isn't it?
Another killing.

I've thought a lot
of things about you.

I never thought
you were a coward.

You never thought
I was anything--

one way or another.

You never even thought.Oh, Ben.

The truth, Pa.

For once in our lives,
let's have the truth
between us.

Since the day I was born,

you never thought
about me at all.
Ah...

All right, all right.
You want a killing.

That's exactly what
you're gonna get.

[ door slams ]

Whoa.

Whoa, sir.

Whoa.

You'll be starting
that drive tomorrow?

Yes, sir.

[ horse approaches ]

Still got that
1,000 head cut out.

Anytime you're through
with the sheriff.

I'm through.

All over?

All over.

[ horse approaches ]

Go strap on your gun.

What for?Just do it, Trampas.

It was him.

Now, there's a dozen men
you can ask.

It was him.

I didn't wanna do it.
I tried to walk away.

He wouldn't let me.

That killing's done with.

Let's talk about the one
that's comin' up.

Oh, Ben, come on!

Will you listen?Steve.

Stay out of it.

Look, Ben,
I know how you feel,

but you're wrong.

You got no reason!Don't I?

Stay inside.

Ben, what's the matter with you?
You're not provin' anything!

Are you outta your mind?
Huh?

You're gonna have
to fight.

Sooner or later,
you're gonna have
to fight me,

because every time
I see you,

you gonna get the
same treatment till
you strap on a gun!

You don't put on a gun,
you better stay clear of town,

because I'll beat you down
one side of the street
and up the other.

See that he doesn't
leave the ranch.

Well.

You look real, uh--
fancy.

That's a good-fittin' coat--
with or without the gun belt.

I still think that tailor
saw you coming.

$14 for a coat
and a pair of pants.
That's expensive...

to be laid out in.

Well, I said
everything I could.

[ sighs ]

Oh, one thing.

You gonna make me
do it again?

Maybe you been
thinkin' about it.

Maybe you changed your mind
about goin' into town.

Hey...

you wouldn't think
that just one good--

Oof!

You're makin'
a bad situation worse.

You think it'd be worse?

Another funeral?
That'dbe worse.

What'll be gained?Suppose you ask Pa.

Wade Anders isn't
a vengeful man.

Not vengeful-- empty.

A man feels that
deep about his son
and he loses him?

He's got nothin' left!

He's got you.Nothin'! Nobody!

I never was.

You're his son!

He doesn't
want you dead!

Wade Anders,
you're a fool.

You lost one boy,
now you're tossin'
the other away.

I didn't ask your
opinion.

Haven't you been
hit hard enough?

Hank's gone!

There's nothing
on God's Earth
you can do about it.

Don't lose Ben, too.Ben is his own boss.

He'll do anything
you tell him.

Hank couldn't do--Leave him out of this!

You're a stupid man, Wade.

You don't know why
Hank got himself killed.

You don't wantto know
about Ben.

There's only one reason
why he's pushin' for
this fight--

'cause he wants to be
important to you.

And if he can't,
he'd just as soon be dead.

They thought alike,
your two boys.

They just went about it
in different ways.

My Hank didn't want to die.

Well, he didn't want to live!
That's for sure!

Not as a half-breed whose
father's ashamed of him!

W-- what are you sayin'--

That's what he thought.

'Cause you never told him
about his mother.

Hank knew?
How?

What difference
does that make now?

You didn't tell him,
and he thought it was
'cause you're ashamed!

Only it wasn't shame,
was it, Wade?

It was plain, ordinary,
simple fear.

Fear of what he'd say
and how he'd act.

Get outta here, Henry.

Now that same fear
is showing through
again.

You're just too scared
to take Ben and tell him
you love him.

Get outta here, I said!

You tell me you're gonna stop
the killing that's gonna
take place out there!

Wade, a few days ago,
you had two live boys...

but you didn't have
any sons.

You can still save Ben.

Ben.

Trampas,
get back!

Don't do it,
boy.

Ben, don't do it.
Come on, now.

Don't do it.
I don't want you to.

Ben, I don't wanna kill him!

Listen, boy,
I can't lose
anything more.

If I lose you,
I lose everything
I got.

Now, you stop,
you hear me?

If I have to whip
the livin' daylights
out of you--

you listen to me,
I'm your pa!

All right!

Maybe they're not much good,

but at least I still
got a pair of hands.

No, I'm-- I'm not gonna
let you do it, boy.

I want you to come home--
with me.

Ow!

Oh.

[ sobs ]

I-- I'm glad you didn't
take me up, son.

It'd take a bigger man
than me to whip
a full-grown Anders,

stubborn as this family is.

Come on, son, let's go home.

[ horse approaches ]

Did you kill him?

There was no killing.

Did Ben fight?

He fought...

and won.

[ theme music playing ]