All language subtitles for The Virginian - 2x08 - A Portrait of Marie Valonne

[ theme music playing ]

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Whoa.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Whoa, whoa.

[ whistles ]
Yaah!

MAN:
405, 6, 7, 8...

9, 10, 11, 12, 13...

14... 15...

16! You missed one.

When they bunch up,
it's hard to count.

Don't apologize, count.
You missed another one.

18, 19, and don't forget
that trail calf.

20... 21... 22.

That's the bunch.

Well, that's 422
at $40 a head.

Right.

How much you think
we could bring
in Rio?

Purebreds?
85, 90 a head.

Why didn't we go
all the way with 'em?

You wanna play nursemaid
to a bunch of seasick cows,
you go right ahead.

Will you gentlemen
step over here
for a minute, please?

That comes
to $16,880 even.
How will you have it?

In a draft, but I
could use a couple
hundred for expenses.

There you are.Thanks.

All right, sir.

Thank you.
Come on, Steve.

Hey, mister!

MAN:
Let's get outta here!

Stop!

Stop!

You all right?
Oh, yeah.

It's only
a fractured skull,
that's all.

Whoa, oh.

Much obliged.

I don't know how it is
where you come from,
but in New Orleans,

it's not very smart
to knock a policeman's gun
out of his hand.

There's 400 head of beef
in those pens back there.

Start shootin',
there's gonna be
some busted legs.

I brought 'em
too far for that.

Like I said, much obliged.

Gonna be here long?

We leave tomorrow.
Why?

You're in the big city now,
so watch your step.

We'll make a note of that.

You do that, cowboy,

'cause I might not
be around to wipe
your noses next time.

Nice, friendly fella
for ya.

Come on,
I could use a bath.

STEVE:
Listen to this junk.

"Alderman Todd dies
without naming killer."

"Time for reform
in New Orleans."

"Todd case rocks city."

They call this
a newspaper?

Not one word
about Medicine Bow.

Kindly go mess up
your own room.

'Bout time for
honky-tonkin',
anyway.

Why don't you
change your mind
and go with me?

Bright lights,
pretty girls, and a sip
of drinkin' whiskey.

Huh?
Let's go see
this town, boy.

I've seen it.See it again.

No.

It's a short walk
and a quiet supper
for this cowboy.

Short walk
and a quiet supper.

Uh-huh.

I hope when I'm dead
and gone, they don't
forget to bury me.

You missed.

[ bell chimes ]

Pardon me, ma'am,
I've lost my way.

Could you tell me how
to get to Robaire's?

Zaffaire caritt ca pas
zaffaire mouton.

[ piano plays ]

[ music gets louder ]

[ music stops ]

[ claps ]

You're late.

[ chuckles ]
I am?

Mm-hmm.

Well, I guess I am,
at that.

Sorry.
I lost my way.

Have you been waiting long?

All my life.

Maybe it just
seems that way.

Would you like to come in,
or shall we go?

Whatever you say.

I'm a little hungry,
if you are.

I'm starved.

How 'bout Robaire's?

Robaire's it is.

It's pretty expensive.

I think
I can handle it.

Good.

VIRGINIAN: Cabby!

Robaire's, please,
driver.

Uh... ca pas
zaffaire mouton.

No, what she said was,
"Zaffaire caritt ca pas
zaffaire mouton."

That's Creole patois for,
"The goat's business is none
of the sheep's concern."

Or, don't tell me
your troubles, right?
Mmm.

That's New Orleans for you.
Nobody wants to hear
your troubles.

MAN: Marie.

Marie Valonne.Robaire.

It is good
to see you again.

It's good to see you.

You may as well know,
Robaire's the one
great love of my life.

Youth, beauty,
and exquisite taste.

What more can a man ask?

I was wonderin'
that same thing
myself.

Now, let's see,
our specialties, uh--

Oh, I know-- Peche Flambeau.

Wait a minute.
Ihave an idea
for dessert.

There's a Chinese
restaurant on Gallatin
near the French Market.

They have almond cookies
and ginger candies
and lychee nuts.

Incredible.

I offer her Peche Flambeau
and she wants lychee nuts.

ROBAIRE:
I give up.

I never had
a grain of sense.
You know that.

What's the matter?
Don't you like
lychee nuts?

You weren't waiting
for anyone tonight...

or were you?

I already told you.
I was waiting for you.

Can't things just happen?

Do there have to be reasons
and explanations for everything?

You were searching in the night
and you found me.

I was waiting and you appeared.

Isn't that enough?

Always sit around
the house dressed
that way?

No.

But I have a theory.

When there are no more doors
to go through,

no more locks to lock,
put on your prettiest dress
and wait.

Not sure I get that.

Neither do I.

To you.

To us...

and tonight.

There's a mist
coming in from
the river.

Let me put the robe
over you.

Thank you.

I like warm things--

furs and fireplaces
and teapots that sing.

And big, warm
feathery beds
with comforters.

Tell me some more.

About what?

That place you're
going to build
someday.

Oh, that's mostly
just bunkhouse talk,
I guess.

No.
You'll build it
someday, I know.

You read the future?Sometimes.

Please tell me.

Well, it's...
in Wyoming country.

A river runs through there,
called the Sweetwater.

Snows some in the winter.

But in the spring,
the whole valley
comes up green.

A man could get
a couple sections pretty cheap.

Start a herd...
even a family, maybe.

In that order?

Well, that all depends.

You start a herd
all by yourself.

It's my understanding that
a family takes a certain amount
of cooperation.

Seems to me I've heard that
myself.

Tell you this,
though--

it'd be a fine place
to watch a bunch of kids
grow up.

I can see it.

A big, low house on a hill,

and beams in the living room,

and a great stone fireplace
with a bearskin rug
in front of it.

And trees--
oak trees all around.

That's funny.

I didkinda have a spot
picked out for the house.

It's on a hill.

There's a good stand
of oak up there, too.
How'd you guess that?

I told you.
I read the future sometimes.

Listen...

what I'm gonna say to you
doesn't make too much sense,

but did you ever...
walk into a strange place

and all of a sudden
get the feeling that
you'd been there before?

Yes.

Well, tonight, when I saw you
for the first time, I--

I don't know.

Told you it wouldn't
make much sense.

It does to me.

Look, I'm supposed
to go back to Wyoming
tomorrow,

but I could stay over--No, don't, please.

Why not?

Because we're just
too people that met
one night.

That's all there is to it
and that's all there can be.

You wanna tell me why?

Because it's too late,
that's all.

Um, I don't wanna seem
stubborn or dense,

but I've been taught
to think--
Please.

All right.

But I think it's only fair
to warn you, ma'am--

this discussion
is a long way
from being closed.

Thank you.
Thanks.

You know what
they have here?
Huh?

Eggs 100 years old.

Thanks just the same.

They're quite a delicacy.

I'll stick to lychee nuts.

Oh, boy.

You handle it, will you?

All right.

No, you stay
where you are.

I just wanna talk
to the cook.

I'm trusting you completely.
No elderly eggs.

You have my word.

That was very nice.
What's the occasion?

That's so you won't
forget me.

Well, I've got a mighty poor
memory, ma'am.

Mighty poor.

You like to order
now, please?

I was waiting for the lady.
She went to talk to the cook.

Maybe you'd like to see
what's keeping her.
Why, yes.

Cook says
the lady went...
out back door.

I'm sorry.

Marie?

VIRGINIAN:
Marie?

What is it now?

Is it against the law
to get hit on the head
in this town?

Not this week.

Well, then,
what are you
holdin' me for?

Well, well,
if it isn't
the cowboy.

You know him?Yeah.
What's his problem?

My problemis
I don't like gettin'
pushed around by policemen.

Patrolman Cane saw
a couple of boys
dragging him to the river.

They cut and ran.

He was out cold.
I thought maybe
you wanna talk to him.

Have you any idea
who they were?

I didn't even see 'em.

He says that he was
calling on a young lady.

Here's his statement.

Well, you're not much
for takin' advice,
are ya?

Oh, Marie Valonne.
Very neat.

Very neat and we can't
even tie her into it.

Look, mister, I'm tired--Sergeant.

Sergeant Bohannon.

All right.
Sergeant.

I been trying
to get through to your
thick-headed friend here--

Thick-headed?
Sit down.

You were saying?

I think something
may have happened
to that girl.

OFFICER: Yeah,
she had a financial
disappointment.

They didn't get his wallet.

Well, go on, cowboy.
You've got the floor.

You think something
happened to her.
Why?

The way she
was acting.
Actingis right.

She was settin' you up
for a mark.

No, there was something
hanging over her head
all evening.

She was afraid.
I can see that now.

Well, would you like
to spell it out?

It's nothin' you could
put your finger on--

it was just the way
she looked and talked
sometimes.

Like there wasn't
any future for her.

Well, I doubt that.

As long as there are
guys like you walkin'
the streets,

the Marie Valonnes
of this world are
gonna do all right.

You think she had
somethin' to do with
me gettin' jumped?

Look, you picked her up,
she gave you some sad story
and left you sittin' there.

When you went lookin' for her,
her friends were waiting.

Waiting?
What for? Why?

Well,
first they take your money,
and then your clothes.

Then they sell what's left
of you to the captain
of an outgoing ship.

$20 a head
and the technical term
is shanghai.

Go on home, cowboy.
You're a very lucky
fella.

You could be on
a four-master
for Rio right now.

You couldn't
be wrong,
could you?

About Marie Valonne?That's right.

You wanna see her record?

Record?Her criminal record.

Get me the Valonne
file.

Valonne.
Here we are.

There you are.
See for yourself.

No thanks.

Gonna start packin'?

12:00 train to catch.

Yeah.
Yeah, sure.

Boy, I'll sure be glad
to get outta this town,
you know that?

Know what it is?
Dull.

Yeah. Dull.

Wandered around
this town for six hours--

six hours,
and you know what happened?

Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.

Compared to this town,

Medicine Bow is like
the fleshpots of Babylon.

[ music plays ]

There I was,
all primed,
dressed to kill,

ready for a fine time.

STEVE:
You know where I end up?

In the park...
looking at statues.

And after a while, they
started lookin' back at me,
so I figured I had enough.

You don't really
appreciate your
own hometown

until you--[ door closes ]

Hey.

Hey!

OFFICER: All right,
take her to the back.

Is the old man in?Yeah. He's been
askin' for you.

Uh-oh...

[ laughing ]
[ knock on door ]

Johnson said
you wanted to see me.

Yeah.

You know Mr. Madrid?

Sure we do.

Since the old days
on the river front,
right, Danny?

It's been a while.

What have you got on
the Todd killing, Sergeant?

In front of him?

Oh, maybe
you haven't heard.

Mr. Madrid is the new chairman
of the Crescent City
Political Club.

Well, I knew you'd
come up in the world.

I just didn't know
how far.

Danny, I'm here on behalf
of Mayor DeLacy and the
whole administration.

Now, between old friends,

I'm supposed to light
a small fire under you boys.

Did you see
the Itemtoday?

No, I've been a little busy.

Here.

"Still no arrest
in Todd murder."

That happened 36 hours ago.
What do they want?

Well, this new editor, uh--
Lafcadio...

What's his name?
Lafcadio Hern.

He's tryin' to use
the Todd killing to shake up
the whole administration.

That's bad.

Now, what we need
are some results--

quick results.

Look, somebody walks
into the hotel and
shoots Jim Todd.

Now, nobody sees
the killer go in.
Nobody sees him come out.

That's yourproblem.

And there's only one way
to solve it-- information.

I've got 20 leads out.
Somebody's bound to talk.

Until that happens, we wait.

Would a reward help any?

Wouldn't hurt.

MADRID:
This is my own check
for $1,000.

I'd like to keep it...
anonymous.

That's a lot of money,
Mr. Madrid.

With me, this is
a personal matter.

Jim Todd was as much
a father to me
as I ever knew.

Ask Danny.

I was a wharf-rat--

10 years old,
still eatin'
out of garbage cans.

Jim Todd found me
and raised me like
I was his own son.

What I'd really like in this
world is five minutes alone
with the man who killed him.

Well, gentlemen,
I won't keep you.

Nice to see you, Captain.
You too, Danny.

You see much
of Marie Valonne
lately?

No, not for a long time.
Why?

Never mind.
I said, why?

Oh, nothing.
There was some trouble at
her place the other night.

I thought somebody oughta
have a little talk with her--
a word to the wise.

Danny, I'm gonna
give youa word
to the wise--

You worry about
the Todd case,
you hear?

Because I want an
arrest, and soon.
I want it realsoon.

MADRID: If not...If not, what?

You heard about
the Russians
in the sled?

Hmm?

You see, there was this
pack of wolves chasin'
after them.

Whenever the pack of wolves
got a little bit too close,

they'd throw somebody
to the wolves.

Good day, gentlemen.

You'd better
get busy, Sergeant.

You think you'll ever
get used to it?

What?

Takin' orders from two-bit
politicians like Madrid?

If it wasn't him,
it'd be somebody else.

You know how this town works.

You know every payoff,
and so do I.

But you can't buck the system.

You go along or you go under,
and that's all there is to it.

Captain, what if you could
get one of 'em cold?

One of the big boys,
with proof-- what would
you do then?

The same as you would.

I'd nail him so hard
he'd bounce.

But it isn't likely to happen.

Now go on, get outta here.
I've got work to do
and so have you.

What do you want?

Who are you?

I own this place.
I ask the questions.

I'm looking for
Marie Valonne.

Who?

Marie Valonne.
She lives here.

Well, if she does,
I'm being cheated
out of the rent!

I never heard of her.

You sure you're
in the right place?

Now, one more time.
Where is she?

Now, listen, mister--

Are you beginnin'
to get the picture,
mister?

Now, just a minute.

When was the last time
you saw this...
whatever her name is?

Last night.

Well, this apartment's
been vacant for months.

You probably just
got twisted around.

All these streets
look alike.

I oughta...

BOHANNON: You're fated.

What are you doin' here?

Same thing you are, Sergeant.
Lookin' for Marie Valonne.

What do you make of this?

Well, right offhand,
I'd say she's gone.

Well, now that's what
I call police work.

Doesn't really have
to mean anything.

A girl just up and
disappears in the
middle of the night

and it doesn't have
to mean anything, huh?

Girls like her are on
the move all the time.

The landlord
lied to me--

said he'd never
heard of her.

Well, maybe he didn't.

Maybe you're not
even talking about
the same girl.

You know,
she gave you her name,
not her birth certificate.

I could call myself
George Washington, but that
wouldn't make it true.

Oh, you've got a reason
for everything, don't you?

Sure.

Do you wanna hear
another one?

Maybe she's trying
to avoid somebody.

Maybe it's you.

And maybe she's in trouble
like I told you last night.

Trouble?

A gal that works
in a waterfront saloon
for five years?

They have trouble
for breakfast down there.

Look, I don't know
if you're stupid,
or lazy, or both.

A girl is missing.
You're a policeman.

Isn't it your job
to do somethin'
about it?

If it is,
why don't you let me
worry about it?

Because you don't
seem too worried
to me.

Where're you goin'?To do yourjob,
Sergeant.

Sir Galahad
in a tin suit.

A typical mark.

You can't even
believe that you
were taken, can ya?

She's too honest,

too wholesome,
too fine for
that kinda hustle.

Come on, cowboy,
don't you know
what Marie Valonne is?

She's any man's dog.

You've got a gun,
she'll hunt with ya.

She's a plain, ordinary--

Cowboy, you're lookin'
for about a million
years in jail.

It might be worth it.

Come on.

No thanks.

I don't get a nickel extra
for fightin' you.

Then, if you'll excuse me,
Sergeant.

All right,
I'll check it out.

What?

Marie Valonne!
That's what we're
talkin' about, isn't it?

Oh.
Are you gonna
go look for her?

Well, I guess if
it's worth your
goin' to jail for,

it's worth me puttin' in
a little time.

But I don't want
any amateur help.

Well, you got it, mister,
whether you want it or not.

[ laughing ]

What's your pleasure,
handsome?

And don't answer that.
I blush easy.

I'll take a beer.

One beer.

Be five cents.

Keep it.

What do you figure
that'll get you?

That's hard to say.

I been droppin' 'em
all over the waterfront.

So far, all they've
got me is beer.

What else
are you lookin' for?

A girl...

name of Marie Valonne.

Used to Work down here
someplace.

Never heard of her.

Yeah.

There's a lot of that
goin' around.

Do us both a favor--

shove off.

Well, I think I'll
finish my beer.

You know, it's not the place
I like so much--

it's the warm,
friendly atmosphere.

Hey, mister.

Yes?

I heard you asking
about Marie Valonne.

That's right.

Sit down
if you want to.

Thanks.

Is she in some
kinda trouble?

That's what I'm trying
to find out.

It'd be nice
if they'd
leave her alone.

Who?Everybody, mister.

Just everybody.

She's a giver in
a world full of takers.
That ain't easy.

Well, I'm trying to find her.
Any idea where she'd be?

Hmm.
I'm sorry.

I just don't know.
I'd like to help you.

Been a long time
since I've seen her.

Anything you could tell me
might help.

What she did, who she knew,
any kind of trouble
she might be in.

Trouble?

Some people are
just born to it,
I guess.

Hers started
the first night she
walked in this place.

It was five, six years ago.
I was a singer here then.

A fella named Johnny Madrid
owned the place.

Hazel,
who's that?

Beats me, honey.

What do you want?

My name's Marie--
Marie Valonne.
I'm a singer.

[ chuckles ]
Sorry.
Look, lady--

I just gotta have a job.

We came down-river
with a medicine show.

We didn't even get
a cent of pay.

The sheriff closed us--Nope.

We don't need
another singer.

If you'll just listen
to me sing.

Sorry.

For this place, you gotta
have a little meat on the bones.

Hey, hey, hey,
come on, now.
You don't wanna do that.

Hazel, what's
the trouble here?

What've you been
sayin' to her?

She didn't say anything,
mister, honest.

She wants to sing.
[ chuckles ]
Look at her.

A good sneeze'd blow her
to Bayou Barataria.

[ laughs ]

What is this, the opera?
You gotta weigh 400 pounds?

MADRID: You wanna sing,
honey, you sing.

You mean it?

Sure I do.
Go on, help yourself.

Oh... gee, mister...

This is Jimmy--
Jimmy Raker.
He plays for me.

I'm pleased
to meet you.

Oh, you're a team,
huh?

We're engaged.
We're going
to get married.

Maybe that changes things,
huh, mister?

No, not at all.

Go on.
Let's see what
you sound like.

Come on, Jimmy.

Go on.

[ cheers, applause ]

Quiet! Quiet!

Quiet!

Introducing
the one and only...

[ whispers ]
What's your name?

Marie Valonne.

Marie Valonne.

Hey!Yeah!

That's mine!
That's mine.

[ laughing ]

[ music starts ]

[ sings in French ]

[ laughter ]

♪ One, two, three

♪ That's the lesson
Mother taught to me ♪

♪ One, two, three

♪ Strong and silent,
pass on casually ♪

♪ One, two, three

♪ Let him hold you close
with propriety ♪

Hey, mister, please.
I'm trying to get a job.

You got a job
right here, honey.

Go back about
your business, boys.
The singing's finished.

Jimmy! Jimmy!

[ men laugh ]

Put that back.

Oh, Johnny.
Johnny.

I'm sorry, Johnny.

I didn't know
she was yours.

Now, you get outta here.

OAF: Sure, Johnny, sure.
No hard feelings.

Get out.

Thanks, mister.

It was my pleasure.

All right, no use in stoppin'
all the fun, is there?

Set up a round!

Step right over, gents.
You're drinkin' with
Johnny Madrid.

Yeah!Hey!Wow!

You want me
to finish the song?

I sure do.

You're workin' for me.

The whole team.

Oh, I knew it!
I knew this was gonna
be our lucky night.

Annie,
get your stuff packed.
You're finished.

MARIE: Wait a minute.

I didn't wanna
take her job.

That's all there is--

just the one job.

Come on, Jimmy,
we'll look someplace else.

Now, wait a minute.
Wait just a minute.

Show me the law that says
one singer's all we need.

Well,
it's your place.

That's right,
so we'll have
two singers, won't we?

Oh!

Mister, I'll love you
till the day I die.

I consider that a promise.

I gotta warn you, young fella,
I got an eye on your girlfriend.

Come on,
this calls for a drink.

If you don't mind.

Don't you drink?We haven't eaten
since yesterday.

Since yesterday?

MADRID: Hazel,
go on, fix 'em
somethin' to eat.

I will!
I'd like to.

Come on.

Marie, let's
get outta here
right now.

Don't be silly.
We finally
got a job.

I don't like him.
I don't like the way
he looks at you.

Now, nothing's
going to happen.

Well, it better not,
honey.

It just better not.

That's all he said--
"It just better not."

But if you knew Jimmy,
how jealous he was of her,

you'd know what he meant.What?

Well, he meant he'd kill her
before he'd let Johnny Madrid
have her.

I heard him say as much later.

And the thing is,
Johnny Madrid got her.

I don't know how he did it,
but somehow he broke them up.

If she's in any kind
of trouble, mister,

the man you're looking for
is Jimmy Raker.

Where do I find him?

I don't know.

I heard he was sick up at
the infirmary on Prytania,

and then I heard
he got out just lately.

Annie...

come here.

[ inaudible ]

Are you gonna clear
outta here, or do I
have to get some help?

It's Bohannon.

Come on in, Dan.

Want a drink, Dan?

Oh, no, thanks.

What's the trouble,
Captain?

Mmm.

There's somethin'
I wanna straighten out,
Dan.

Remember our little talk
this morning--

when Mr. Madrid
was in the office?

Yes, sir.

Remember how he pointed out
how important it was

to make an arrest
on the Todd case?

Yes, sir.

So, what've you been doin'
about it?

Well, I'll tell
you the truth--
No, I'll tell
youthe truth.

You've been out lookin'
for Marie Valonne!

I'm sorry, Dan.
It's my fault.

You, uh, got me
a little worried
this morning,

so I sent a man out
to check on her.

CAPTAIN:
It's a funny thing,
Sergeant.

Every place he went,
you'd been there first.

What's the matter with you,
Bohannon?

Don't you like being
a policeman?

You know, I could
suspend you for this,

and I willthe next time
it happens.

Now, look, Captain,
there could be a tie-in

between Marie Valonne
and the Todd killing.

What's that?What makes you think so?

When I went down to her place
this morning, she was gone--
cleared out.

[ laughs ]
Is that all?

A man gets killed
and a girl disappears.

Now, there could
be a connection.

No, not this time.

What do you mean?

I guess my man
was a little
more successful

at getting information
than you were.

Now, according to him,

she got a little nervous
about that business with
the cowboy last night,

so she just
moved out.

That's another thing--
that cowboy.What about him?

He's positiveshe's in
some sort of trouble.

So she took the time
to pack all her furniture,

and thenshe left?

She took her furniture?

Yes, sir.

Forget about Marie Valonne.

Any woman in trouble
doesn't stop to pack
her knick-knacks.

You're back on the Todd killing.
You understand me, Sergeant?

Yes, sir.

Well, get busy-- right now!

Yes, sir.

Danny,
one more thing.

You know that cowboy
from last night.

What about him?

He was down
at the Birdcage.

Well, you know how Hazel is
about strangers askin'
a lot of questions.

I told him
to stay out of it.

Yeah, well, if you happen
to run into him,

you might just mention
to him how close he came
to gettin' roughed up again.

Yeah, sure.

Thanks for comin'
down, Captain.

I, uh, didn't
wanna bother you,

but I thought
it was important.

My pleasure,
Mr. Madrid.

That's all of it.
I'm sorry you missed
your train.

That's all right.
Just next time,
tell a guy, that's all.

I didn't know what
I was gonna do.

I just knew I couldn't
leave the way things were.

So we'll catch it tomorrow.

Steve... I'm not goin' home
till I find Marie.

Fair enough.

But if you stay, then...

Come here.

That's the fella
that jumped us in the
train yard yesterday.

I think I'll go down
and talk to him.

I think you won't.

[ knock on door ]

Come in.

Well,
Sergeant Bohannon.

Just the man
I wanted to see.

Come here.

We seem to have
picked up a watchdog.

You recognize him
from the train yard?

That's Joe Turk.

He probably figures
to make up for what
he missed yesterday.

Well, you've got a badge.
Why don't you use it?

I can't touch him.
He'd be out before
they got the door locked.

What do you mean?

He's one of the troops.

Muscle for the man.

STEVE:
What man?

It's no big secret.

Thieves run this town,
and the man--

well, he runs the thieves.

From the mayor on down.

Why?

BOHANNON:
Simple.

He controls the vote.

You see, this is a town
where anything goes.

Hop, women, gambling,
anything--

just so long as the man
gets his slice of the pie.

Then he passes it around
to all the right people,

and the right guys
get nice and fat.

Me, I don'ttake--

just in case
you were wondering.

What doyou do?

Stand around and watch?

I do what I can.

Maybe I can stop a guy
from getting shanghaied,

or save a working stiff's
paycheck.

Who knows,
I might even manage

to save a couple
of cowhands from
taking a beating.

I don't say it's right,
but that's the way it is.

Hey, Turk!
Get outta here!

He got.

Well, it's like I said.
I do what I can.

Is that what you
came up here to tell us?

No, it's about
Marie Valonne.

She's all right.
She just moved,
that's all.

Where is she?

Well, she's all right.
Take my word for it.

Thanks just the same.

Is that by way
of calling me a liar?

You call it anything
you want, Sergeant,

but until I get the word
from Marie Valonne, I'm gonna
keep right on lookin'.

All right, cowboy.
I tried.

You believe him?

Not enough to quit
lookin', I don't.

All right,
you want me
to go with ya?

Want me to go
by myself?
What do you want?

You might try locating
Jimmy Raker.

Where do I start?

Well,
he's a piano player,

and the girl at
the Birdcage said
he'd been sick.

Try the hospitals,
bar rooms, whatever.

And if I find anything,
where you gonna be?

I'll be at
the Cafe Robaire
on Dauphine Street.

Steve.
What?

Be careful.

That's a specialty
of mine.

What can I tell you?

Anything that might
help me to find her,

or a man named
Jimmy Raker.

Jimmy Raker,
of course.
I knew him well.

Strange young man.
Moody.

Perhaps even
dangerous.

They worked here
for a while.

When?
After the Birdcage?

Yes, he made her
leave there,

because he was
jealous of a man
called Johnny Madrid.

Was she afraid
of Jimmy Raker?

Did she have
any reason to be?

Uh-- let me tell you
what I know,

and you--
you judge for yourself.

Please, sit down.

They had worked here
for almost a year

when they decided
to get married.

They had planned
a midnight ceremony.

Then, on that
particular night,

something happened.

It was during
their final number.

She was singing a song
that Jimmy Raker had
written for her.

♪ Memories

♪ For me to treasure

♪ Memories

♪ For me to keep

♪ I close my eyes,
and I can see you ♪

♪ For I can dream

♪ While not asleep

♪ Memories

♪ Should give me pleasure

Ladies and
gentlemen,

we're honored.
Charles.

Number one.

♪ Thoughts of you

♪ I'll try to keep
my whole life through ♪

Now, that's what
I call nice--

very nice.

You comin'?

I'll be right with you.

♪♪

Tonight is quite
an occasion...

or had you heard?

Yeah, I, uh--
I heard.

[ music ends ]

What's he doin' here?

I don't know.

Does it matter?Does it matter?

I think you like
the way he looks
at you!

This is our wedding night,
or had you forgotten?

Please, Jimmy,
don't spoil it.

Me spoil it?
I didn't send for him!

You think I did?How do I know?

How do I know?

Jimmy, I love you.
Don't you know that?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.
I say things
I don't mean.

You just don't know
how much I need you.

That's very important,
Jimmy.

What?
To be needed.

When I was a little girl,
I lived with some people,

and they were nice people,
but they were cold.

And sometimes I'd wake up
in the morning and I'd
be bursting with love.

Nobody ever really
wanted it.

Well, I want it.
All you've got.

And you won't be sorry,
ever.

I'm going to give you
all the things you
ever dreamed of.

A beautiful house,
clothes, money.

I don't need those things,
Jimmy.

I want you to have them.

I could-- I could
be a concert pianist,
do you know that?

Everybody said so.

All I needed was
a reason to work.

Marie,
you're my reason.

Oh, Jimmy, we are
going to be happy,
aren't we?

Oh, I am sorry.

I guess
I shoulda knocked.

What do you want?

I came to offer
my congratulations--

We can get along
without them!

Now, Jimmy boy,
that's not very nice.

I'm sorry, it's just
that we're a little
nervous--

Don't apologize.

Now, what's this
foolishness?

Nothing.
It's just nerves.Is it?

I'm not so sure!

That's enough
of this nonsense.

It's time I took you
home to change.

We'll see you
in half hour at
church, young man--

in a better mood,
I trust.

Half an hour,
Jimmy.

I don't guess there ever
was such a nitwit in the
history of the world.

I don't guess
there ever was.

Now, that's
a great deal better.

Maybe you'd like
to clear out, too.

I've got a wedding
to go to.

Jimmy boy, I've got
some bad news for you--

there isn't gonna
beany wedding.

Who's going to stop it?

I am.
Get out, Madrid.

I'm not afraid
of you.

How 'bout me, boy?

What do you think
we better do with
this boy, Johnny?

Well, I'd say that
depends on how bright
this boy's gonna be.

What do you want?

I want a note from you,

and you put it
the best way you know how,

but what you say
is this--

"Dear Marie...

I am sorry.
I don't love you,
and I cannot marry you."

Then you just
sign your name.

You really think I'm
going to write that?

If you don't,

I'm gonna break them
pretty piano-filletin'
fingers of yours,

one by one.

Now, what's it gonna be,
Jimmy boy?

Marie...
or those hands of yours?

You just nod your head
when you change your mind.

You'll feel this one
goin' in a minute.

Now, you write it.

ROBAIRE:
We waited at the church.

Finally, Johnny Madrid
arrived with the note.

She was alone...
with so much love to give.

So, she gave it to the next
man who asked for it--

Johnny Madrid.

Can you think of any place
she might've gone--

where she'd feel safe?

Ah, now, wait a moment.

Yes, there-- there was a place
across the river in Algiers.

She used to go there
when she wanted to be alone.

I think I have the address.

What do you want,
Bohannon?

What is it, Bohannon?

They found her in the river...
a little while ago.

ROBAIRE:
No. Oh, no.

Yes?

Marie Valonne.

Yes.

Oh, yes.

Sorry.

I believe that body's
been claimed.

Who claimed it?

A man named Raker--

James Raker.

Raker?
What's the address?

Oh.
Got it right here.

[ piano plays ]

[ stops playing ]Hello, Jimmy.

What do you want?

Who killed
Marie Valonne?

Johnny Madrid, last year.

I saw her alive
last night.

How did he kill her
last year if she was
alive last night?

It was easy.

How?

Marie was running the Birdcage
for J-- Johnny Madrid.

He'd gone way up by then.

Important.
Second to the man.

I was playing the piano there.

I needed a job.
She gave me one.

Johnny Madrid didn't mind.

He had nothing to worry about.
He was sure of her by then.

There was nothing he could ask
that she wouldn't give him.

♪ While not asleep

♪ Memories

♪ Should give me pleasure

♪ Memories

♪ Of boundless love

♪ Thoughts of you

♪ I'll try to keep
my whole life through ♪

♪ My empty arms

♪ Would rather hold you

♪ Than just have memories

♪ Of you

[ music ends, applause ]

Who's my girl?
Me.

[ chuckles ]

Bring a drink for my girl.
Champagne.

A whole bottle
of champagne!

Not too bad
for a wharf-rat, huh?

[ chuckles ]

Johnny boy.

[ plays ]

All right, drink you drinks,
folks-- we're closin' up.

That's all for tonight.
Let's go, please.

Come on, out, please.

Let's go.

What's the matter?

The man's outside.
Big Jay. He wants
to see me.

Why?
I don't know.

Well, you're not
in any trouble,
are you?

I told you,
I don't know.

Out-- everybody...

but you... and you.

Nice place, Johnny.

I should
get down here
more often.

Yeah.

Jay, I'd like you
to meet Marie.
Marie Valonne.

I've seen
Miss Valonne
several times.

I've always enjoyed
your singing.

Thank you.

Honey, why don't you
go and wait for me?
I'll bring the champagne.

All right.

Now, don't keep him
too long, you hear me?

I won't.

All right.

Jay, is, uh--
something the matter?

You're out, Johnny.

[ chuckles nervously ]
You're joking.

Out.
Starting now.

Well, you gotta
be joking, Jay,
I mean--

you just don't
come in here and
tell me I'm out.

For what?
Why?

Say a man found a kitten.

He took it home
and he loved it and he fed it.

It grew and grew...
and grew right into a lion.

What would he do then?

He'd get rid of it, Johnny.

Kittens-- lions--
now, what's that got to do
with me?

I've been hearing
things about you.
Things I don't like.

You're getting too big.

In a year or so,
you might even...
make a move to take over.

That's why I have
to stop you now
before it's too late.

You're riding too high.

You've lost all that
nice humility.

Sin of pride, Johnny.
Sin of pride.

I have worked all my life
for you-- for this.

All my life.

You forget where it comes from.

You're not my boy anymore,
and it scares me.

What do you mean,
not your boy?

Why, I'd cut off
my right arm for you!

That's talk.

There's nothing I wouldn't do.
Nothing.

Now, how can I prove it to you?

You really mean that,
Johnny?

I do, I swear it.
Anything.

My arm.

Now, I mean it!

I can't use it.

But I'll take that champagne.

Cham--?

And those glasses.

Get them, Johnny.

RAKER: Johnny Madrid
killed her that night,

as sure as if he'd
taken a gun to her.

From then on,
she was Big Jay's girl.

Big Jay's girl.

Anybody's girl.
She was dead.

And the dead don't care
what happens to what's
left of them!

Who was Big Jay?

I told you.
The man.

What was his name?

Jim Todd.

Jim Todd?

The alderman?
The one that got killed?

He didn't getkilled.
Johnny Madrid killed him.

How do you know that?

RAKER:
Because I saw Johnny Madrid's
face that night.

He had to kill Jim Todd!

There was no other way
for him to live in the world.

He's right, Bohannon.

Madrid killed Jim Todd
and he killed her, too.

Why?
Because he says so?

Because it has to be,
Bohannon, and you know it.

That'sevidence?

What do you expect me to do,
arrest a man on that?

You brought it up, not me.

Look, how long do you think
I'll last in this town
if I pull Johnny Madrid in?

For what?
No thanks, cowboy.

For 14 years,
I've done a lot
of good in this town,

and I mean
to do a lot more
before I'm finished.

You think I'm gonna
throw it out the window
to make one grandstand play?

You can't fight the system.

How would you know, Bohannon?

You never tried it.

I wouldn't pull in a stray cat
on Jim Raker's word!

And you're talkin' about
the biggest man in this town!

No, Captain,
I don't want Madrid-- not yet.

I want his strong boys.
The three top men.

Joe Turk, Corfino,
and that Emmett.

Do you think they'll
tell you anything?

You're outta your mind!

They know they're dead
the minute they open
their mouths.

And maybe they're dead
if they don't!

Oh, come on, Sergeant,
talk sense.
I am!

I think we could break
this Todd case, and maybe
Marie Valonne, too!

What's happened
to you, Bohannon?

You used to have
some brains.

In the first place,
Madrid's lawyers would
move them out in five minutes!

Well, maybe we could
move them into
another parish.

It won't work.

But it just might.
You said it yourself.

All you wanted was a case
and you'd drive the nails in.

But this isn't the case!
You can't just bull in!

We've got to wait.

Captain...

maybe we waited too long.

Maybe it's time
to make a stand.

There's a lot of difference
between makin' a stand
and just rockin' the boat!

All you can do is sink us--
all of us!

Come on, Dan.
You're just a little
upset, that's all.

I think maybe you oughta
have a couple days off.

When you come back,
you'll be drawing
Lieutenant's pay.

[ chuckles ]
Believe me, Dan...

I'm all for what
you want to do,

and we'll do it,
but the time just
isn't right.

And until that time,
we go along,
we don't rock the boat,

and we do what good
we can.

We go along,
we don't rock the boat,

and we do what good
we can.

Now you're makin' sense, Dan.
Now you're makin' sense.

MAN: Hey.

You can't go up there.

Oof!

You must be
the cowboy.

The one who's
looking for Marie.

Not anymore.

No, not anymore.

I'll wait till I see
a gun in your hand.
I'll give you that.

I got no gun, cowboy.

You wanna play avenging angel,

you're gonna have to do it
yourself--

without any help
from me.

What do you want me to do,
beg for my life?

Did she?

You think
I wanted her dead?

Then why is she,
Madrid?

It's just something that...
that happened.

It was a mistake.

I didn't know
she was there.
How could I?

You didn't know
she was where?

At Todd's hotel...
the night I killed him.

He was supposed to be alone.

I was standin'
over him,

watchin' him die...

with a gun in my hand.

The door to the other room
opened...

and there she was.

Marie.

She saw me.

Know what that means?

She held my life
in her hands.

One word from her...

that's all it takes.

Didn't you know her
at all?

Do you think she
would've said it?
Do you think she couldhave?

I didn't think.

I killed a man...

and she could put me
on the gallows for that.

I couldn't think
any further than that.

I came back here
and I gave an order.

A man has to...

I tried to stop it afterwards,
but it was too late.

There isn't anything
I wouldn't give to...

bring her back.

I'd like you to...
believe that.

Doesn't make any difference.

Don't misunderstand me.
I'm not pleadin' the case.

It's just something, uh--
I had to say.

Maybe to myself,
I guess.

The thing is...

something's happened to me.

I found out that I...
I loved her.

That's all, cowboy.

You wanna take that
trinket off him?

What would you
have us do with him,
Mr. Madrid?

Take him someplace.
The other side
of the boat.

This way.

Up! Up! Up!

[ clicks ]

[ horse approaches ]

Cabby.

Railroad station.

Well, Bohannon.

Oh, wait a minute.

Here's somethin'
I thought you might
want to have.

I found it with
her personal stuff.

Much obliged.

Take it easy, cowboy.

You too, Sergeant.

[ theme music playing ]