All language subtitles for 15 - The Earl Packer Story

You're kind of cold for this time of year, Charlie.

For you young'uns, yeah.

When did Chris say he'd be back?

Oh, a day or so. Maybe as soon as he finds some horses for sale.

You know, Bill, I think I should have gone along with him.

I got a pretty good eye for that horse race, you know.

You got a pretty good eye for saloons.

Where's Flint?

Getting some sleep. He come in pretty tired.

Who are you, mister?

McCullough.

Is there a McCullough here?

Flint McCullough?

Yeah, he's here.

Well, get him out.

You better get McCullough. Fast.

You know him?

Yeah, I know him.

Did you get the pneumonia?

Well, who is he?

Don't you know?

I wouldn't have asked.

Bill Strode.

Bill Strode?

Hello, Bill.

I must have...

Yeah, you took a hitter. You lost a lot of blood.

Yeah.

Look at them eyes.

How many men is he supposed to have killed?

Charlie.

Flint, take it easy.

I'm all right.

You don't look it.

What about the hole?

I took the bullet out.

Give me a hand, will you, Bill?

Friends of mine.

Charlie was to Bill Hawks.

I got him, Mr. Strode.

I'd sure like to shake the hand that shot down Jack Mencius.

We've heard a lot about you.

A lot of exaggeration.

Wallace told us about the time you saved his life in Abilene.

Sometimes that's the only thing I got against you.

Just happened to be in the right spot at the right time.

How about some hot coffee? Do you good?

I'd be proud.

Don't happen to have a bean lying around?

I sure have, Mr. Strode.

I make the best stew on the trail.

You know, you want to be careful there, Mr. Strode.

If you eat it, you'll probably wish that bullet hit a little closer.

Want some more?

Do you good? You look kind of peaked.

Charlie.

There's nothing in the world for a bullet hole.

You sure you don't want some more?

Charlie, come on, give me a hand with that rear axle.

Ain't nothing wrong with that rear axle.

Oh, there's something wrong with your head. Come on.

Just trying to be friendly.

You're a long way from home.

Where you headed?

Deadwood.

I need help, Flint.

I've never seen you nervous.

Just that I wouldn't want anybody to come sneaking up.

Nobody looking for you?

A lot of people would like to get Bill Strode.

True, but how?

I never saw you draw faster.

There's a stage out of Fort Carney for Deadwood. If I can make it.

Make it? It's a week's ride. You could make it standing on your head.

Slow down. Weak.

I think the cold is getting me.

Flint, you got to come with me.

Somebody who owes me something has to come with me.

You start to slow down and all the vultures hear about it.

Who's after you?

I don't know. Somebody.

You know.

Who?

Earl Packer.

Earl Packer?

What reason's the bounty hunter got to look for you?

I didn't come here to answer questions.

You got to answer one.

Why is Packer looking for you?

I had Silver City clean.

A lot of people didn't like it that way.

Gamblers, land sharks, women.

I had to get out or they would have railroaded me.

There was some shooting. I killed one of them.

Now there's a reward out for me.

It's funny.

I've been a law man all my life.

I've got to be outlawed to be worth a reward.

Have you picked up the bullet?

Packer almost caught up with me, him and his buffalo gun.

It's a bad one to have after you.

That's why I need you.

Straight story?

I told you what happened. I can't beg, boy.

You don't have to, I believe.

I'll get you to Carney.

Feels like a blizzard. I'll get you bedded down.

You need some sleep.

We've got to get moving.

Packer's no fool. He'll bed down somewhere too.

We'll move out before dark.

Come on, Flint!

Tell the Major I'll be back in ten days.

You can tell him yourself.

I'll try to rendezvous with you at Cleaver's store.

This is some kind of trouble.

What kind of trouble that Bill Strode couldn't handle?

I'm asking myself the same thing.

Don't worry.

I'll meet you in ten days.

Right.

You know, Charlie, that Bill Strode's plumb scared?

Don't figure, Bill.

The man is as good with a gun as anybody ever was.

Yeah, he faced down John Wesley Hardin

and made Clay Allison turn around.

Whatever he's scared of, the law ought to protect him now.

He spent his whole life protecting him.

Well, he's getting old.

Everybody gets old. Everybody don't get scared.

Hey!

Hey! Come on! Come on!

Hold it up, Bill!

You trying to kill that horse?

I have to keep moving.

Not on a dead horse.

Step down. We'll walk him a while.

Pack will be doing the same thing.

Step down.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

I haven't done much running in my time.

Charlie, I wish the major would hurry up and get back.

We're wasting a lot of good travel time.

That Snow Hitcher is going to be in trouble.

He said to wait right here. That's what he said.

Yeah, I know. That's what you told me.

But we're still wasting a lot of time.

Bill!

Howdy.

Who's in charge here?

I am.

Now, I'm looking for a man.

We got to mess up.

Right now, I ain't got no sense of humor.

Bill Strode, where is he?

The lawman?

Silver City, the last I heard.

You're a liar.

You're a liar.

You're a liar.

You're a liar.

You're a liar.

Now, you tell me where he is,

or you'll beat him to where I'm fixing to send him.

Mister, you don't need a gun that big

to have me tell you something that I don't know.

I'll bet you're Earl Packer.

So Strode's been here?

Certainly he has.

Charlie? Well, I'm just telling the truth.

To a bounty hunter?

You don't like me, do you?

Nope.

Well, that's too bad.

I ain't got nothing against you, Mr. Packer.

Heading for Kearney, ain't he?

How'd you know that?

Mister, you might as well head back.

You're not gonna do any man hunting in a blizzard.

You know, after I pick him up,

maybe you and me can get together.

Now, wait a minute, Mr. Packer.

You scrub face!

Of course, now, uh,

on the other hand, uh,

you got some beans and coffee,

I might feel more friendly.

Feed him, Charlie.

Now, that's right hospitable.

Just because we're gonna feed you

doesn't mean we like you.

You got any more?

Some, yes.

Strode.

Strode's a lawman.

Somebody paying you to kill him?

Can you read?

Sure, I can read.

Then read!

I'll go get my glasses.

Ha, ha, ha!

Hey, Whiskers.

So that there's Earl Packer.

Yeah.

Looks like a saddle bum to me.

Well, I wouldn't try to prove it.

I guess you wouldn't.

Want me to find out?

Yeah.

Earl Packer.

Bounty hunter, ain't you?

New fellow you brought in once.

Brought him in dead.

Named a Tom Hancock.

He's a friend of mine, Packer.

Kinda went against my grain.

Bill.

That Martin pup is starting a ruckus with Packer.

Good.

I don't like either one of them.

Hancock?

Don't remember him.

You like to push people around, don't you?

Well, why don't you try it with me?

That wouldn't even give me a good workout, son.

Packer!

Packer!

Good beans.

Throw him in the water.

I caught myself when I had the time.

Makes us even for the beans.

You still going after Strode?

Ain't nothing happened here to change my mind.

I followed one horse in here.

There's two sets of tracks going out.

That fellow with Strode is a friend of yours.

You're gonna be short a friend.

There's something you're forgetting.

Oh?

There's a law against murder, Packer.

I showed your friend a wanted poster.

You take a look at who signed it.

I knew that Packer was tough, all right,

but I didn't think he was tough enough to scare a man like Strode.

Say, suppose we ought to try to get word to Quint?

You should have thought about that before you told them which way they were headed.

$5,000 reward.

Signed by L.J. Thurgood,

United States Marshal, New Mexico Territory.

What do you know about that?

Got to get moving.

We're not going anywhere tonight.

I'm all right.

Your shoulder, isn't it?

Got to make carny.

Even I couldn't make carny with what's coming up,

and I'm in better shape than you are.

Will you stop worrying about Packer?

Harder men than you, Tom. I've seen you do it.

How many men have you killed, Flint?

Oh, some.

But killing's not my job.

Sometimes...

I can almost see them.

Every one of them.

A hole where their second button ought to be.

You can get tired of anything,

but killing...

We're not supposed to kill each other.

Sometimes you've got no other choice.

I've always got a choice.

Sure. Him or you.

That's a choice, isn't it?

I sent Packer to prison for three years

back when he was hunting buffalo.

He killed a sodbuster.

He said, Strode,

you're too fast with a gun.

Someday you're going to kill the wrong man,

and I'm going to come out and get you.

You killed the wrong man?

I guess I did.

But I was framed.

The one I killed was part of it.

I made my choice.

Now Packer's out there.

You worry about your shoulder.

You let me worry about Packer.

You let me worry about Packer.

You let me worry about Packer.

Why are you stopping?

There's a Trapper's cabin around here somewhere.

No.

You want to try my way?

There it is.

All right.

Ow!

Ow!

It's bad. It's...

It's infected. There's not much I can do with it.

They can fix it in Carney.

Yeah.

We're not going anywhere in this blizzard.

Packer won't stop.

He can't watch it so much he's going to freeze to death.

Flint.

Flint, you got to watch for him.

I'll watch.

At least we'll eat.

Flour, salt, beans.

I got some bacon on the horse.

What's that?

Looks like some snow fell off a tree.

Bill, you got to relax. Getting excited doesn't do you any good.

Maybe it's Packer.

It isn't Packer.

There are too many things about this I don't understand.

If you weren't hurt, you'd eat Packer alive. Is it as you're even?

What are you frightened of?

Nothing. Nothing!

I think I'll double back and try to cut Packer off. You'll be safe here.

No, no. No, no, Flint. You got to stay here with me.

If I cut him off, you'll have nothing to be afraid of.

Don't think so?

They're out there.

Jack Mencius, Bob Anderson, Curly Harris, all of them.

If you go out, they'll come in.

Bill, those men are dead. You killed them.

I had to.

Of course you did. It was your job.

Then why do I see them? Why don't they go back?

Bill, you're sick. There's nobody out there.

I don't want to be like they are.

They're hating me. There are too many dead people hating me.

All right, Bill. All right, I'll stay. I'll stay here with you.

And I'll get you to Corning as soon as the storm breaks.

You think I'm seeing people who aren't out there?

If you see them, that's good enough for me.

They can't really be out there. I know that. I made sure of it.

But lately, lately, it's almost like they're standing just out of sight.

If I turn my head... Hold on!

It's only the wind.

How are you feeling?

I ache.

I'll change that compress a minute.

Flynn!

I'm just going out and check the horses.

They're baking for breakfast.

You sure?

You don't think I'd run off and leave you, do you?

No, of course not.

Hurry back, Flynn.

Flynn!

Flynn!

Move and you're dead.

Come over your head. Slow and easy.

Blackfoot trick.

You Packer?

I'm getting old. I should have thought of that.

Just stand there stretched high.

Go inside.

Thank you kindly.

Flynn.

Shoot him.

Shoot him?

Nobody's going to shoot anybody.

Get him up in the bunk.

Let him get himself back.

You should have killed him.

He's not going to hurt anybody.

You got a name, boy?

McCullough.

Get over in the corner.

McCullough?

What are you going to do now, McCullough?

That depends on you.

You a hard one, boy?

Try me.

You better be.

Flynn, you can't trust him.

I don't intend to.

Take it easy.

I knew you would run. I always did.

Why don't you keep your mouth shut, Packer?

There's no telling how long we're going to be in here.

You might as well make it easy on all of us.

I'll make it easy?

You high-tail it, McCullough. Let me have Strofe.

I'll make it easier than that.

You mount your horse and go back where you came from.

If not, when we leave, your horse goes with us.

You know, you look a lot smarter than you talk, McCullough.

I'm going to tote his carcass back to Silver City before I'm done.

You're going to have a lot of trouble doing it.

Won't be the first trouble I had.

You can't talk to him, Flynn.

That's right, McCullough. Shoot me.

A big law man knows all about that.

You think $5,000 is enough money to kill a man like Bill Strode?

I'd do it for a Chaw, Kentucky twist.

Flynn.

Flynn, he's an animal.

That's right, Strode.

As far as you're concerned.

Bill tells me he sent you to prison.

You killed a man, didn't you?

Prison?

Oh, yeah. Most forgot.

Forgot?

Is that what you told him, Strode?

That I was after you because you had me locked up?

If I could get my hands on a gun, Packer...

I hope you do.

So you figure I'm after him because he sent me to jail, huh?

It makes sense.

Makes Strode sense, yeah.

Lots of things make his kind of sense.

Don't do anything foolish.

Anything I've never been in my life is foolish.

You seen any of these?

I told you about that railroad and me.

You figure it ain't true, huh?

Not so I figured.

$5,000 is a lot of money to back a lie.

Well, they've got a lot of money.

Did he tell you who he went and killed?

No.

Why didn't you ask him?

I told you, Flynn.

It was one of them who was trying to frame me.

Tell him who it was, lawman.

Go ahead or I will.

It was a gambler, a cheap tin horn.

They were paying him.

You're one man I'm going to get my enjoys out of killing.

But you can't deal with him if you don't kill him now.

I'm not going to kill him.

Give me your gun.

Let me do it.

You owe it to me, boy.

You're forgetting I saved your life.

He really do that?

That's right.

Must have been some time ago.

It was in Abilene.

He could have eaten you alive then.

Maybe he could.

Then?

Yeah, fast gun, tin star, big reputation.

Another Hickok, that's what I heard.

Trouble is, I knew Hickok, too.

You know, Hickok got his reputation.

He killed three men in a gunfight, sure enough.

Three men.

Only shot two of them in the back from ambush.

And the other didn't have a gun.

We're not talking about Hickok.

Maybe.

But Strode murdered a helpless woman, McCullough.

You're a liar.

You said yourself $5,000 is a lot of money.

Flint, Flint, a cheap tin horn.

You don't think I'd shoot a woman?

Pretty woman, too.

Worked for him.

Name a Katie.

Dutchie girl, weren't she, Bill?

No, no, no.

A tin horn named Gomez.

You ought to know.

You were in on it.

I got no reason to believe you, Pecker.

I know the kind of man Bill is.

The kind of a man he was, maybe.

Flint, I...

I'm hurting.

I'm hurting bad, Flint.

I want you to stay in the bunk.

The fire will keep your arm from stiffening up.

Watch him, Flint, watch him.

No telling what he'll do, what lies he'll tell.

The girl he murdered was a Dutchie.

You know what he'd done?

He sent word to Europe that he had good jobs

for Dutchie girls who wanted husbands and refined homes.

That's what he called them dance halls they went to work in.

But that wasn't me doing that.

I was... I was busting it up,

cleaning up the town the way I did in Abilene, Flint.

Pick your story, boy.

But remember this.

I ain't out here in this here snow for no $5,000.

Katie was a nice girl.

I thunk a lot of her.

And I'm gonna kill the man that shot her.

And you're looking at him.

You know me, Flint.

Would Bill Strode kill any woman anytime,

even if she deserved it?

Stoke up the fire, Packard.

Stoke it up yourself.

I said stoke up the fire.

I don't like bounty hunters, Packard,

and I don't like liars.

Just wanted to see how hard you was, boy.

Satisfied?

Yeah, reckon.

Think you can do it fast enough?

It's all right.

It's all right, Bill. You just dreamed it.

Oh, Flint, I... I thought they were here.

What you scared of, Marshal?

That's enough.

Kind of a mess, ain't he?

Oh, Flint, I... I need a drink.

I need a drink bad.

We haven't got it.

I got some.

On my horse.

No, I ain't getting soft-hearted.

I could use one myself.

I'll go get it. Maybe you'll get a gun, too.

Will you get it, then?

That's a good idea, Packard.

I'll give this to Bill and let him watch you.

Uh...

Maybe we both better go.

It's a manner.

He's a sick man.

He's a woman murderer in a yellow belly.

But I ain't low rating him.

He knows how to shoot.

I'll be right back.

Come on.

Come on.

I'll get it.

I'll tell you the truth, McCullough.

I don't think you know how.

Yeah, you're just a young'un.

Maybe you're playing it straight, but you sure picked a bad one.

Let me have him, McCullough.

Which bag?

Over there.

I'll get it.

I'll get it.

I'll get it.

I'll get it.

I'll get it.

You're quick.

Next time, you're dead.

Come on through.

Liquor probably do you more good on your arm than in your belly.

Couldn't you wait?

Don't you do it. Don't give him a chance.

Well, I wouldn't jump a man when he's pouring liquor.

That'd be a downright waste.

Take it to him.

Huh.

My liquor in it.

You better have one yourself, boy.

Take it to him.

Well, now, that's a waste.

Seeing as how I'm fixing to kill him.

Pack her.

Gone if you ain't the hard one.

Here.

Drink it fast. Maybe you'll choke.

That ain't so bad.

Bad enough.

Hey.

That's right. Make it easy. Pass that on.

Not likely.

You got Katie in the back, too.

Talk about a packer.

You got nothing but lies. More lies.

You took him in the back.

You want me to crawl up and spit in his eye?

I'm sick.

It's not easy to be brave after 30 years.

You still think he's the big hero, McCullough?

I think he's human.

You keep away from him.

I don't want no more to do with him than I got to.

I'm sorry you got mixed up in this, boy. You ain't so bad.

If you hadn't hollered when you did, I'd have been stuck like a hog for a barbecue.

Give me a drink, Flint.

It won't do you any good.

Don't preach to me, boy. Give me a drink.

You stay put.

Flint...

Flint, what are you supposed to do when you get too old to use a gun?

And people still say, that's Bill Strode.

Tall man, best lawman in the territory.

They don't know that I'm just another man.

You're a lot more than just another man.

No, I'm not, but I want to be.

You see, I want to be a man.

I want to be a man.

I want to be.

You see, I never could be scared because somebody was always pointing and looking at me.

I had to be what they expected me to be.

So I was afraid to be afraid.

And now I'm getting older.

I've really got something to be afraid of.

Try and get some sleep.

No, they don't let me alone when I sleep.

Try and get some sleep.

Try and get some sleep.

Here.

Here.

It'll do you good.

It'll do you more good.

How long has it been since you got any sleep?

About as long as you, I guess.

Only thing is, I can go to sleep any time I feel like it.

You can't.

You know, I kind of sleep like a critter.

A few minutes here, a few minutes there.

But you, you look like a deep sleeper.

Go ahead, warm me up.

Well, grab me a few.

I reckon I'll snore some, though.

Packer.

Hmm?

You can't prove it, can you?

Prove what?

What you said about Strode.

I reckon that's your problem.

Not as long as I've got the gun.

You'll get to sleep sometime.

I intend to.

That rope.

Get it.

What for?

Well, now, wait a minute, McCullough. I was just having fun.

Get it.

I can't sleep with a dang all tied up.

I'm not worrying about you.

What are you going to do about him?

Worried.

Well, if you go to sleep with me all tied up, he's liable to cut my throat.

It's a real problem, isn't it?

Remind me to worry about that.

When I wake up, on the floor.

You can't do that, McCullough.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Now, you just behave, boy.

And you won't get hurt.

Look.

I told you to kill him.

You ain't giving me many reasons to take you back alive.

You never planned to.

Maybe so.

Maybe not.

No, Earl, don't.

What you scared of, Marshal?

You sent enough people along?

You kill him, I'll watch you hang.

You'll see me collect $5,000.

No, Earl, don't, please.

It's not the dying you don't understand.

You're begging, Marshal.

Did Katie beg?

Please, Earl, please.

Don't kill me.

They'll get me, Earl, please.

Don't kill me.

Toss it here, Flint.

Without looking around.

Put that gun down, Bill.

Bill Strode never pointed a gun in his life.

Unless he was ready to use it.

You've got no right to kill him.

Nothing you can do about it, boy.

I said toss it.

Now!

When he leaves here,

ain't nobody in the world

gonna know what happened to him.

I will.

No, you won't.

I can't take the chance.

You believe me.

Sorry, Flint, I saved your life once.

Now I'm gonna have to take it back.

So Packard told the truth.

He told part of it.

The great Bill Strode gunning down a woman.

You think I wanted to?

I told you before I didn't want to kill again.

Especially not her.

But I had to.

You didn't tell the half of it, Packard.

You didn't know that I had a chunk of every tin horn,

every bottle of bad whiskey, every woman in town.

That was the part of the truth only Katie knew.

And her talking would have changed everything

the name Bill Strode means.

I was straight for 25 years.

I don't have to prove that.

My record will stand for itself.

But how much money can you save on $200 a month?

How do you live on a $15 pension?

You see, I read the eastern papers.

I saw the man they made of me.

I see nerves, deadly aims, courage of the lawless.

Hickock, Earp, Strode.

And then in 30 years you take your hero

and you make a beggar out of him.

That reason to kill us?

$30,000 in my bags.

I didn't save a dime in 25 years as an honest marshal.

Now I've got $30,000 for five years

giving people what they want anyhow.

Keep me alive, I won't have to beg.

But you see, I can't beg.

Bill Strode can't carry a tin cup.

You kill us and there'll be just two more who died hating you.

How many will that make?

10, 12?

12 men and a woman?

I won't beg.

So you'll kill?

You think it makes any difference?

It took me 25 years to learn it doesn't make any difference

which side of the law you are on.

You kill somebody, he's dead.

They're all dead.

And they can't get at me until...

I've got to kill you.

I've got to.

I can't let them hang Bill Strode.

Please, Flint, don't hate me now.

Flint, Flint, you said you'd help me.

Maybe you still can.

Flint, maybe you can explain to all of them

so they won't hate me.

Please, Flint, don't forget now.

Explain to them so I won't be afraid.

No, no, keep away!

No!

You won't take Bill Strode!

No, no, get back!

Get back, Bill Strode!

Katie!

Katie, get away!

I had to...

No, Katie!

No!

Katie!

No!

Aren't you going after him?

Lucky for us that the wind broke the window, huh?

Yeah, if it was the wind.

Maybe he really was a big man once.

Maybe what he'd done wasn't exactly his fault.

Maybe folks expect too much.

Let's leave him here.

Mr. Packer...

I don't think I could get to like you.

I don't think I could get to like you.

I don't think I could get to like you.