All language subtitles for The Virginian - 07x06 - Image of an Outlaw

[ Clicking Tongue ]
Whoa.

Easy, boy.
Easy, boy.

Whoa! Whoa!

- What's the trouble?
- Stepped in a chuckhole.
Went lame on me.

Anything I can do to help?

Sure can, mister.
If you'll just
give me a lift,

I'll tie him to
the back of your rig.Get! Get!

Hyah!

Hyah! Hyah!

Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

Whoa!

I just saw McCullough.Who?

Wally McCullough, the outlaw.
I was out riding--Ben, Ben, Ben, Ben.

Just simmer down, will you?Yeah, but--

Now, wait a minute.
Now, exactly where'd
you see this fella...

you, uh, think
is McCullough?

On Shiloh range, just
this side of Silver Creek,
by the west road.

And I don't think
he's McCullough.
I knowhe is.

What makes you so sure?Are you forgettin'...

I was on that stage
he held up
at Little River?

Never forget
his face if I live
to be a million!

Well, aren't you
going after him?

Uh-huh.Well, why don't you?
Darn it, Abbott!

Sometimes
I don't know why
I voted for you.

Well, next election,
you can vote
for another sheriff,

if you can find
someone fool enough
to take this job.

Here. Is that him?

Yeah, that's him, all right.

Well, now, are you gonna
stand here jabbering all day
while he gets away?

No.
I was just wondering...

what a man like McCullough
would be doing
on Shiloh range.

Well, why don't you go out
and catch him?
And then you can ask him.

That's just what
I'm gonna do.

You say just this side
of Silver Creek?Yeah.

He's alone, isn't he?You're no match for him,
Mark. He's a killer.

Just look
at the bright side, Ben.

You'll get a chance to vote
for a new sheriff.

[ Clicks Tongue ]

Hi.Howdy.

Sorry to disappoint you.
Who were you looking for?

Ben Robbins said
he saw an outlaw
named Wally McCullough...

on your range,
over by Silver Creek.

I was just checking on it.

Want me to ride with you? Oh, no, thanks.

I don't put much stock in it.
Doesn't make sense...

an outlaw would
ride around Shiloh range
in broad daylight.

Here's a picture of him.

That's Rafe Judson.

A new hand I just put on
a couple of weeks ago.

You sure? No doubt about it.

He said he'd been
wandering around,
needed a job.

I put him on
for a couple of days,

saw he knew what he was doing,
put him on regular.

I didn't see him in the saloon
with the rest of your gang
on Saturday night.

He doesn't go to town.
He told one of the hands...

he was saving his money
to buy a spread of his own.

Well, I guess
I owe Ben an apology.

Hmm.

He sure had me fooled.
He's one of the best hands
I've got.

He's a smart one too.
Found a good place
to hide out.

Last place in the world
the law would look
for an outlaw.

Let's find him.

What happened?Hit a chuckhole.

Was he hurt bad?Ah, can't tell yet.

Main thing is
to get the hurt out.

Couple of days, we'll see
when the swelling goes down.

Maybe we should call
Doc Haskins.Nah.

There, boy.

Now, you just
take it easy.

In a couple weeks,
you'll be as good as new.

You do what he says,
you hear?

Here, I'll help you.Thank you.

Boo. Back. Back.
Back. Back.

Back.

Boo, back. Back. Back.

Howdy.Trampas.Trampas.

Has Rafe come back in yet?

He's somewhere around.
You want me to find him for you?

I'll handle it.

What's the matter?
He in some kind of trouble?

Looks like it.
There he is.

Hold it. Wait till I get
Elizabeth out of there.

What do you
want him for, Mark?Robbery and murder.

You gonna cut out
a new mount?Guess I'll have to.

Liz.

Your, uh--
Your uncle wants to see you
up at the house.

I'll be right up,
as soon as I watch Rafe
try to rope a horse.

Try to?I'll bet you don't make it
the first time.

I think your uncle
meant now.

All right.
Bye-bye.

Mr. Grainger ain't up
at the ranch house.

I saw him go into town
over an hour ago.

I just said that in case
you decided to do
anything foolish.

[ Chuckles ]
Well, what do you mean?

Drop your gun belt.

[ Chuckles ]
What's goin' on?Drop it.

Better do as he says.

Now, what's goin' on
around here?

Let's get started,
McCullough.

McCullough?

What?
Has everybody gone loco?

- What's the matter?
- Liz, stay out of this.

Stay out of what?
What's he done?

According to this,
quite a bit.

Well, now,
will someone let me in
on the secret?

I'm telling you, Sheriff,
you're making a big mistake.

I never held up
anybody in my whole life,
let alone killed anybody.

If I had a dollar for every man
I heard say that, I'd be
a rich man. Come on.

Sheriff, I can't help it
about that picture.

But you can't put a man in jail
because he looks like somebody.

Inside.

What do I have to do
to convince you
I'm not Wally McCullough?

You don't have to
convince me of anything.

That'll be up to
the jury to decide.

You got him!
I saw you riding
into town.

All right, Ben, I'll say it.
You were right.I told ya.

I said you were right.You're darn tootin'
I was.

When you're sittin' in
a stage, looking down
the muzzle of a gun,

you don't forget
that man's face
that easy.

Not that soon anyway.

Oh, Ben.
Don't you leave town now.

They're gonna want you to tell
your story at the trial.Sure thing.

Oh, uh,
nice work, Sheriff.

I didn't mean what I said
about wondering why
I voted for you.

Sheriff!
Hey, Sheriff!

I gotta see you.

Now, look. You're gonna
get your day in court.

That man I just heard--
He was on the stage
McCullough robbed?

That's right.He said he wouldn't forget
a man's face that soon.

He's talking about that robbery
at Little River, right?

- That's the one.
- Well, I couldn't have done it.

I was out branding cattle
all that day.

I remember hearing
about the robbery when
I got back to the bunkhouse.

Well, ask Trampas
or the foreman.
I was with them all day.

They'll tell ya.

You want to find out, don't you?
You want to know
if I did it or not.

If you're sending me out there
on a wild goose chase--

Ask them. You'll see.
Go ahead and ask 'em.

All right.

[ Door Closes ]

Well, I'll ask Sam Langley
to look into it.

Sounds like he could use
a good lawyer.

Well, if he's McCullough,
there's not much
any lawyer can do for him.

He sure had me fooled.
I'd just as soon suspect
my own brother.

You haven't got a brother.Well, if I did have one,
I'd just as soon suspect him.

Clay? What's this
Elizabeth says about one of
our hands being in trouble?

Uh, it seems like we've been
harboring a holdup man.I just don't believe it.

- You saw the poster.
- I don't care. It must've
been his twin brother.

If he'd had a twin brother,
he'd have said so.

Then there's another
explanation.

What makes you so positive?
He was only here a few weeks.

Call it woman's intuition.Oh.

Hi. Don't tell me
you're after somebody else.

No, I'm looking for Trampas.
They said he was up here.

We're all in the study.
You can guess what
we're talking about.

[ Virginian ] I'll have to try
and find a replacement for him
before we start the roundup.

Well, hello, Mark.Clay.

What can we do for you?Do you remember the exact day
you did your branding?

You rode all the way
out here just to ask that? Yeah, that's right.

Has this anything
to do with Rafe Judson?

It might have.
I've got to know
the exact day.

Well, I've got it right here
in the ledger.

Uh-- Well, it was
a week ago, Tuesday.

Your man says
he was working
with you all that day.

Is that right?Yeah. We spelled each other
on the branding iron.

And you were together
all the time,
the whole day?

Sure. One man can't
rope and brand a calf
at the same time.

You know that. [ Virginian ]
I'll back him up.

I saw Rafe off and on
that whole day.
He never left the area.

Well, what's that got
to do with-- Ben Robbins identified Rafe...

as the man who held up
the stagecoach and killed
a guard at Little River.

The same day
you did your branding.

[ Clay ]
He couldn't have done both
the same day.

Little River's over
30 miles from here.

[ Abbott ]
Yeah, I know that.

I told you so. I just knew
he couldn't be an outlaw.What about the poster?

Beats me.

Everybody's supposed
to have a dead ringer
somewhere in the world.

No reason their paths
couldn't cross.

Well, it looks like that's
what happened, all right.

Maybe they'll pay more attention
to woman's intuition
from now on.

They certainly will...
until the next time.

Well, thank you for coming out,
Mark. It made us
feel a lot better.

Well, I guess I'd better get
back and tell him the good news.
Thank you, Clay. Mrs. Grainger.

I'll go with ya.
I'd like to be there
when he gets the word.

Yeah, me too.
Might call for
a little celebration.

With me around,
who needs a jury?

All you have to do is ask me--
guilty or not guilty--
and I'll be happy to tell them.

Well, don't let it
go to your head just because
you were right once.

Listen to him.
Pure envy.

Mm-hmm.

I think she really believes in
that female intuition business.

Why shouldn't she?
It's true.

Howdy.

Set 'em up, Harry,
for the luckiest man
in town.

You bet. You know,
if McCullough'd pulled that job
any day but branding day,

you'd be hung for sure.Yeah.
[ Chuckles ]

Hey, I'll buy.

I was just going
to look for you.
He's at the bar, big as life.

I know it.
I was just looking for you.Yeah, but--

Come on.
I want you to meet
Rafe Judson.

Are you sure he isn't--I'm positive. Come on.

Never knew a man
who needed one more.Well, here he is.

I was just
telling him about you.I'm sure sorry.

I never thought two men
could look that much alike.Oh, that's all right, mister.

Neither did I.Could I buy you a drink?

You're gonna have
to wait in line.Fair enough.

I think it's gonna be
a long evening.
I think I'll check out.

So long, Mark.No hard feelings?

Mister, I'm so happy
that's over, I'll never
be mad at anybody again.

Well, hear, hear.
To McCullough,
wherever you are.

Huh?For choosing branding day
to rob the stage.

[ Chuckles ]I'll drink to that.

[ Exhales ]

[ Horse Nickers ]

Sure you weren't followed?Don't worry.
I was careful.

Get the saddlebags.

What did you bring?Bacon, flour, coffee...

and this.

Look.

Yeah? What about it?

Well, keep reading.

"Rafe Judson, cowhand
employed at Shiloh Ranch,

"was arrested because,
according to Ben Robbins,

"who had been on the
stage that was held up
by Wally McCullough,

"the cowhand was a dead ringer
in looks for the wanted outlaw.

"Positively identified
by Robbins, the cowhand was
released several hours later...

when it was proved
that he was at Shiloh
at the time of the robbery."

[ Chuckles ]

What do you know
about that?

Me and some cowhand
look alike.

Too bad they didn't
hang him.

[ Chuckles ]

Then they could stop
looking for me.

Why, you wouldn't want 'em
to hang an innocent man,
would you?

No. Yeah, if he looked
enough like me.

It must be a funny feeling,
knowing someone else looks
so much like you,

folks can't tell
the difference.

Long as you don't
get them mixed up, he can
look any way he wants, huh?

She's coming along
just fine.

In a week,
she'll be as good as new.

Say, I forgot
to mail this for Elizabeth
last time I was in town.

Run it in for me,
will you, before
she finds out about it.

It's a pattern for
a dress she's ordering
from Kansas City.

Very important.
Top priority.Yes, sir.

I'm given to understand
that if that dress
isn't here...

by the time the dance
comes up next month,
heads will roll-- mine.

I'll take care of it.

You can pick up the mail
while you're there.

All right.

Hi.Hi.

Why, of course.
You don't think I'd forget
something like that, do you?

I was just asking.
Don't take offense.

It's on its way.Thank you.

Hyah. Hyah!

Get up, McCullough.

Put that rifle up,
mister!

You all right?Who are you?

I was just about
to ask you the same thing.

Well, it don't matter
who I am.

But he's worth
a thousand dollars,
dead or alive.

Bounty hunter, huh?

Well, you're barking up
the wrong tree.
We've already been through that.

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

there's a reward out
for McCullough,
and I aim to get it.

Well, you're wasting
your time here then.

This is Rafe Judson,
who has the misfortune
of looking like McCullough.

What are you fellas
trying to do,
cut me out of the reward money?

No, just trying to keep you
out of a lot of trouble.

He works at Shiloh Ranch,
same as I do.

Oh, by the way,
you're on Shiloh property.

You say he's a ranch hand? Mm-hmm.

If he don't back me up,
I'll hand him over
to you personally.

Fair enough?

Could be you're trying
to get rid of me so
you can take him in yourself.

You'll just have to
take that chance.

- Well, if I find you're lying--
- You know where to find me.

That was close.
If you hadn't
come along--

Think you'd better
stick close to the ranch
till they get this McCullough.

They may never
get him.

I can't spend
the rest of my life
hanging around the bunkhouse.

Besides, the boss gave me
some errands to run
in town.

Oh. You better let this fella
go into town first...

so the sheriff
can give him the word.

Good idea.[ Chuckles ]

Maybe you oughta get
a letter from the sheriff,
like, uh,

a safe conduct pass
so people won't keep
trying to arrest you.

That'd be fine,
except for this guy
didn't wanna ask any questions.

Yeah. Well, you better
stay away from strangers.

At least in town,
they know about it.
You should be safe there.

I hope so.
Thanks again.

That was twice
you saved my neck.

Third time's the charm.
I'll get your horse.

Mornin'.Oh, mornin'.

How's everything going?

Outside of almost being
bushwhacked by a bounty hunter,
everything is great.

When did that happen?Just a little while ago.

He's probably up your office now
waitin' to see if that story
Trampas told him...

about McCullough and me
is true.

I'll straighten him out.Thanks.

[ Reading ]
"Dear Mr. Judson,

"We regret to inform you that
the owners of the Circle B...

"are unable to extend
your option time.

"You must make
the first payment of $500...

"by the 30th of this month...

"or forfeit your option
to buy the ranch.

Yours very truly,
C.N. Duncan."

And you say
they won't give you another
extension on your option.

No, sir.
They want the 500
by the end of the month.

How much
can you give them?

Well, 150. That's all
I got to my name.

Well, the way
I understand your setup,

if I could loan you
the rest of
the down payment,

you'd be obligated to make
monthly payments till the
principal was fully paid off.

Well, I was plannin'
on makin' the payments...

out of the profits
once I took over.

I'm afraid
it's not quite that easy,
or that certain.

But the land's already
stocked with cattle.

It wouldn't be like
starting from scratch.That isn't the point.

What is?
How's a man supposed to
make it on his own?

By being a little more patient.
Waiting until he's in
a better position...

to take on such
a financial obligation.

So that one bad month
wouldn't lose him
everything he's put into it.

But you saw
what the letter said.
They won't wait.

There'll be other opportunities,
believe me.

I'd be doing you a disservice
and taking an unwarranted risk
with my depositor's money...

if I granted you
the loan that you want
at this time.

I see.

Keep working and saving.
Maybe in a year or so,
we can do business.

I know.
Seems like a long time,
but you're young.

You have your whole life
ahead of you.

The main thing
you need right now
is patience.

Main thing
I need now is money.

Sorry.

[ Door Opens ]

It'll go out tomorrow.Fine.

Any word from
the stage yet, Frank?Oh, yes, sir.

We just received a telegram.
Broke down
over in Hendersonville.

- When will it be in?
- Well, not till tomorrow.

We're sorry about
the delay, sir. Well, you oughta be.

How would you like to tell
a couple of dozen miners
itchin' to go to town...

- they're not gonna get paid
because the stage broke down?
- Well, I wouldn't like it, sir.

Well, I don't either.
What time tomorrow
is that stage due?

2:00. I'll be here.

And that payroll
better be here then too.

You'd think it was
my fault.

That'll be
a dollar and a half.

I thank you, sir.

[ Cards Rustling ]

[ Coins Jingling ]

Can I get in?

Sure.

Well, might as well be broke
as the way I am now.

I don't see
Rafe's horse anywhere.

You're getting to be
quite a worrier, aren't you?Good hands are hard to find.

He probably stopped off
and had a drink
while he was in town.

Not unless
somebody else was buying.
He's saving his money.

I'll try that sometime.

I call.
Full house.

Four kings.

Well, that does it
for me.

Hey, you were right.
Your friend the bounty hunter...

was waiting for me
when I got back to my office.

Finally convinced him,
but he sure hated to give up
that reward money.

Couldn't really
blame him though.

McCullough's own mother
would have trouble
telling the difference.

[ Man ] What time tomorrow
is that stage due?2:00.

[ Abbott ] McCullough's
own mother would have trouble
telling the difference.

Yes, sir.I'd like to take a look
at some of your back papers.

Sure.
How far back?Oh, just a couple of weeks.

Those back numbers
are on that rack
right over there.

Find what
you're looking for?Yeah, thank you.

Any, uh, particular
make of carbine?

No. I was just
thinkin' about doing
a little huntin'.

Well, how about
a Winchester .44-40?

Mmm. Seems fine.
I'll take it.

You'll want some shells
to go with it.

This is my last box
of .44-40s.

It'll hold me for a while.I got some more coming in
in a couple of days.

Fine.
How much do I owe you?

That'll be 21.50,
carbine and shells.

Just made it.

Thank you.Thank you.

[ Gunshot ]

[ Man ]
Whoa! Whoa!

Whoa!

Throw your guns down!

You too.

Now throw down
the strongbox.

Keep your heads inside,
all of ya!

- Get 'em out of here!
- Hyah!

[ Gunshot ]

[ Driver ]
Hyah! Hyah!

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa!

What happened?We got held up
four miles back.

Nat got plugged
in the shoulder.It was McCullough.

Same one that held us up
two weeks ago.

Help him get Nat down.
Put him in my office.
You get Doc Benson.

I'll see if I can
pick up McCullough's trail.

Hyah! Hyah!

Howdy.Howdy.

Well, I hear
your twin brother's
been acting up again.

What do you mean?Josh just
get back from town,

and he said McCullough
held up the stage again.

I guess somebody'll
be asking you where
you've been all morning.

- Howdy.
- Howdy, Trampas. Rafe.

- Where'd you work today?
- See? I told you.

Told him what?McCullough held up
the stage again.

I told Rafe somebody
would come along asking
him to account for himself.

- Are they sure
it was McCullough?
- Stage driver identified him.

I was workin'
the north meadow,
rounding up strays.

I thought Shorty
was gonna work the meadow.

Well, I didn't mean
to get up that far.

I just started chasing 'em
and kept going.

Huh. How'd you
find out about the holdup?

Josh heard about it in town.
Said Abbott got up a posse,

but Josh had to leave
before they got back.

Hmm. Between
bounty hunters and posses,

you'd better stay close
to the ranch for a while.

I sure will.

What are you doin' here?
I didn't expect you
till next week.

What's wrong?Plenty!

What's the big idea?What are you
talking about?

I thought you were gonna
lay low for a while.That's right.

Then why'd you go
and pull another holdup,

get every tin star
and his brother
looking for you!

What holdup?
What are you talking about?

Don't play games
with me, Wally.

Hey, I'm not trying
to play games.

I'm trying to find out
what's going on around here.

I suppose you're gonna tell me
you've just been sitting here
all the time I was gone.

That's right. I haven't
set foot out of this place
since I seen you last.

Now, what the devil's this
all about a holdup?

Four days ago,
a stage was held up
just outside Medicine Bow.

It wasn't me.The driver and the guard
said it was.

I don't care what they said!
I was here all the time!

Then why'd they both
recognize you?

I don't know.
They made a mistake.

Both of 'em?
Wally, the driver
of the stage...

was the same one
you held up when you
killed the shotgun guard.

Angie, it wasn't me.
I swear.

I've been here waiting
for things to cool down.

Then what--Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Where'd you say
this stage was held up?
The one they blame me for?

Just outside
Medicine Bow.
Why?

Yeah.

What are you
looking for?That paper you brought me,

telling me about
that ranch hand
that looked like me.

Worked around Medicine Bow,
didn't he?

Yeah.
That must be it.

Mm-hmm.
He's gettin' the loot,
and I'm gettin' the blame.

Yeah, and he's in the clear.

Oh, he's a smart one,
all right.

Here it is.

Yeah.
Rafe Judson's his name.

Works for
the Shiloh outfit
in Medicine Bow.

Oh. Let me get
a hold of him.Wait a minute.

Maybe he did you
a favor, Wally.

Maybe he did both
of us a favor.

What do you mean?

Well, if he can make folks
think he's you,

why couldn't it work
the other way around?

Hmm?

I like that.

I like that just fine.

We're gonna get
out of here, Angie,

a lot easier than
we thought.

Yeah, that's him,
all right.

Looks enough like you
to be your twin.

Yeah.

Throw down your gun.

[ Hammer Cocks ]Nice and easy now.

What do you want?

Thought it's about time
I got a look at the man
who's my spittin' image.

That's a pretty smart trick
you pulled.

Trick?

Now, you're not gonna tell me
you didn't pull
that last holdup...

I got the blame for?

No. I didn't think
you would.

So I got to figurin'.
You're gettin' the money,
and I'm gettin' the blame.

I might as well
take the money.

Hand it over.

I ain't got it on me.Then get it.

And don't tell me
it's at the ranch.

You're a little bit too smart
to stash it where anybody
could find it.

This way.

It's under the rocks.Get it!

Just toss it up here.

It's all there.

How'd you know
there'd be this kind
of money on board?

I heard somebody
in town say so.Now, that's what I like.

A man who uses his head.

Here.

Don't forget his clothes.I won't.

[ Angie ]
I'll be at the hotel.
Room 112.

If it's found on me,
nobody'll believe I'm you.

What do you mean?

Now, don't tell me
a smart man like you
hasn't figured that out.

If you can make people think
you're me, it's just as easy
the other way around.

Meet the new Rafe Judson.

Look. I won't say anything.
I promise.

I know you won't.

Dig. [ Shovel Clatters ]

You got it all figured out,
don't you-- just how
you're gonna get rid of me.

I figure
everything out first.
That's why I'm alive.

Well, you figured
it all wrong if you think
I'm gonna dig my own grave.

You'll dig it,
because you wanna squeeze out
every last second you got.

Otherwise--

In a couple of days,
I'll quit my job here,

and Angie and I will
be on our way.

It'll be nice to ride into town
in the middle of the day,

step up to the bar.

[ Gasps ]

Anything for me?Nope.

That's the story
of my life.I know what you mean.

Howdy, Clem.Trampas.

You missed a spot
right over there.

Uh, don't show me
where they are.
I'm just about done.

Say, that fella Abbott mistook
for that outlaw, um--

He works for you,
don't he?That's right. What about it?

Uh, tell him
a couple more boxes
of .44-40s just come in.

He can pick 'em up anytime.Well, what for?

For that carbine he bought.
Tell him I'll just
put it on his bill.

You be sure
and pay him on time.

[ Chuckles ]
I'll tell him.

So long, Clem.So long.

I don't get it.Get what?

Why would a man
who's been saving his money...

and won't even go into town
on Saturday night
to buy a beer...

all of a sudden turn around
and buy an expensive rifle?

Maybe he wants
to go huntin'.
Hello, Mark.

Hi, Mark.
Anything new on that, uh,
McCullough business?

Nope. Only good news
is that the shotgun guard's
gonna pull through.

Glad to hear that.He's a lucky man.

.44-40 at point-blank range
usually does the trick.

.44-40?Yeah. Why?

Nothin'.
I'll see ya.

So long, Mark.

You know, I think
you're tryin' to add up
two and two to make five.

Judson couldn't be McCullough,
if that's what you're thinkin'.
We've already proved that.

I know it.
But we haven't proved...

he isn't trying
to cash in on the fact
he looks like McCullough.

But we already know where
he was the day of the holdup.
He was on the north meadow.

Yeah.
Alone, remember?

All right. All right.
Just for the sake of argument,

suppose he did
want to rob the stage.

Why would he buy a carbine?
Why not use his own gun?

Maybe--

Maybe he wanted to use
the same kind of gun
McCullough uses.

How would he know
what kind of gun
McCullough uses...

unless he broke
into the sheriff's office
and went through Mark's files?

Could be one other way.

All of a sudden,
people are interested
in old issues.

I sure wish they'd take
as much interest in
the new ones. Have a seat.

Somebody else been interested
in back issues, have they?

Yeah. That fellow
who all that fuss
was about a while back.

The one who looked
like that outlaw.

It's only natural
Rafe would be curious.

I'll buy that.

It also says
McCullough shot that guard
with a carbine.

.44-40?

It doesn't say.

Guard at Little River
was shot with a .45-70.
Nat was shot with a .44-40.

Why couldn't McCullough
have bought a different
caliber carbine?

Well, it's possible.It's unlikely.

Man finds a gun
that suits him,
he generally sticks with it,

especially in
McCullough's line of work.

That's true.
But I still think
there's some explanation.

We can make
a reasonable explanation
for each thing by itself.

But you put 'em all together,
you can make a pretty good case
for suspecting Judson.

Point is,
what are we gonna do about it?

He's practically got
a license to steal...

and have McCullough
take the blame.

This is a new one on me.

Well, the only thing
I can think of is...
catch McCullough.

Why didn't I think of that?

[ Crickets Chirping ]

[ Knocking ]

[ Rafe ]
It's me.
Open the door.

[ Knocking ]

[ Knocking ]

Everything
all right?

Mm-hmm.

Hey.
Like my hair this way?

Yeah.I counted the money.

It's all there,
every dollar the paper
said was stolen.

That poor cowhand never got
to enjoy a penny of it.

Maybe we should have waited
until he pulled
a few more jobs.

I guess I shouldn't
be too greedy.

You're not--

That's right.

There's been a little
change in plans.

You killed him.

Now, where's that money
I never got a chance
to spend a penny of?

It's in my saddlebag.
I haven't touched it.

Good.

What are you gonna
do now?

You mean,
am I gonna kill you?

I won't say anything,
I promise.

That's the same thing I said
just a little while ago.

I didn't mean them
any more than you do right now.But I do mean it.

What would I have to gain
by double-crossing you?
I'd just get myself in trouble.

You got a point there.
But on the other hand,
I'd never know, now would I?

Yes, you would.
Take me with you.

Then you would. Wally and me
was goin' to Canada.
We could still do that.

Once you got across the border,
you wouldn't have
to worry about me.

You'd be safe.
Nobody could touch you.

You might even want me
to stay with you...

once we got
to know each other.

I thought you were
McCullough's girl.

He's dead.
Why not give it a try?

It could work out
just fine.You mean that?

You won't be sorry.
I promise you.

[ Groaning ]

I don't want to do him
any injustice, but
I thought you ought to know.

Well, you were right.

And don't worry about
doing Judson an injustice.

There's nothing to it,
there's no harm done.

On the other hand,
if he is involved,

we'll know about it
sooner or later
when he makes his next move.

Suppose he doesn't?
Suppose he's willing to
let it go at just this one job?

[ Door Closes ]If he's guilty, he's not
gonna let it go at just one,

not when he's got a good thing
like this going for him.

Hi. Who's got a good thing
going for 'em?

Well, haven't we got
big ears.

The better to hear secrets with.Well, I'd better
be getting back to work.

You know, I can always tell when
you're talking about something
you don't want me to know about.

Everyone shuts up
when I come in.

And then they pretend
that they were
just going anyway.

I'll remember not
to do that next time.

Won't do you any good.
I'd still know.

Woman's intuition? Well, it worked before,
didn't it?

Remember when you thought
that Rafe Judson
was that outlaw?

Well, boasting is not
a particularly attractive
female trait.

I wasn't boasting.

- I was just pointing out
that I was right.
- Oh.

We learn a little
every day, don't we?Good-bye.

Bye.[ Clears Throat ]
Well.

To what do I owe this
delightful interruption?

[ Door Opens, Closes ]Well, aren't we
being flowery.

I just wanted to ask
if I might be late
for supper.

I'm going to ride over
to the Farrels
to see Betty.

All right.
But don't be too late.I won't be.

Good-bye.

[ Door Opens ]

Well, leg's
all well again, huh?Yeah, I think so.

Thought I'd take it easy
with him for a while though.

That's a good idea.
Say, did you get
the foreman's message...

about picking up a box
of .44-40s?

Yeah, he told me.

That Winchester's
a real fine carbine.
Let me try it out sometime?

- I'm afraid I can't.
- Oh?

Yeah, I sent the gun
up to my kid brother
for his birthday.

Oh. Well.

Trampas.

Just talked to Grainger
about it.What did he think?

Same as we do.
All we can do is keep our
eyes open and our mouths shut.

Well, I think we can all relax.
He didn't buy
the carbine for himself.

He sent it to his kid brother
for his birthday.
He just told me.

Well, don't you see?
The whole case against him...

was based on him
using the carbine to make
people think he's McCullough.

Now, if he just bought it
for his kid brother--That's a big "if."

Uh-- Anybody ever tell you
you were stubborn?All the time.

[ Clopping Hooves ]

Mornin'.Mornin', Mark. What brings
you out this way?

- I'm looking for a murderer.
- Who got killed?

All we know
is the name she signed
to the hotel register.

- Angie Becker.
- "Angie Becker."
Doesn't ring a bell.

[ Abbott ]
No one in town knew her.

[ Virginian ]
How was she killed? She was strangled.

She'd only checked in
a few hours
before it happened.

No one saw anybody
go up to her room.

But I guess he could have
used the outside stairway.

This is gettin' to be
a real wild place.

Anybody around here
seen any strangers?

Not that I know of.
I'll check with the hands.

Yeah. Ask 'em
to keep an eye open,
would you?

Well, uh,
when did it happen?

It's hard to tell.
They didn't find her
till this morning...

when the cleaning woman
went up to make up her room.

They found a whiskey bottle
and two glasses on the dresser,

like she'd been
expecting company,
but that's all.

Well, I gotta check
the other ranches.

Let me know if
anyone new shows up,
will you?

Pass the word
to the hands, will you?Yeah.

[ Door Closes ]

[ Knocking ]Come in.

Could I talk to you
a minute?

Well, sure.
What's on your mind?

Well, I've been thinkin'.
I'd like to draw my pay
and move on.

Any particular reason?Yeah, it's this
McCullough thing.

People bailed me
out of trouble twice,

but there's liable
to come a time when
a bounty hunter comes along...

and draws a bead on me,
and nobody from Shiloh's
gonna be around.

So I'm figurin' I'll rest
a lot easier in some other
part of the country...

where they ain't
lookin' for him.

You don't think you'd be safe
as long as you stick around here
until they catch him?

They may never get him.

And besides,
I'm gettin' a little edgy.

Well, I can't say
as I blame you.

Um, tell you what.

I don't have any cash
on hand right now.

See me in the morning,
and I'll take care of it.All right. Thank you.

[ Animal Howling ]

[ Howling Continues ]

[ Nickers ]

And you think
it was a grave?

All I know is
the ground was soft,

it was long enough
and wide enough to be one,

and I had to chase
a coyote away.

I didn't want to
probe around there any more.Well, you did right.

You think you can
find it again?Yes.

Well, we'd better
take a look.

[ Door Opens ]

It's McCullough.

Are you sure?Judson was at the ranch
when we left.

There's a $1,000 reward
for McCullough,
dead or alive.

And there's only one person
who'd gain more...

by not bringing
his body in
and claiming the reward.

I guess you were right. He's
plannin' on pullin' more jobs
and blamin' it on McCullough.

Well, we know that--
at least we're pretty sure.

But there's not one single piece
of evidence against him
that would stand up in court.

It's all supposition
and guesswork.

So we can't even tie him in
with McCullough's murder.

Wouldn't matter if we could.
McCullough was a fugitive.

It's gonna be pretty hard
pretending everything's
just dandy...

while we wait for him
to make his next move.

- He may decide
to lay low for months.
- It's worse than that.

He's drawing his pay
and pullin' out in the morning.

♪♪ [ Whistling ]

Rafe. Hey.

Think that'll
pass inspection?Somebody giving a party?

Party? No.
A party's just
a once-over-lightly.

This is for Gus Varden.Who's he?

Big cattle buyer.
Mr. Grainger's going to town
this afternoon to pick him up.

It's a little early
in the year to be
buyin' cattle, ain't it?

Varden gets first pick
on account of he pays
cash on the barrelhead.

He's good for $5,000,
$8,000 a year,
every year.

Money like that,
you meet the stage
in person...

and the rig is shiny
as a brand-new penny.

Well, it's no wonder.
Need any help?

No, I got plenty of time.
The stage doesn't come in
till 3:00.

See ya.Yo.

Think he went for it?

Well, if he didn't,
I wasted a lot
of elbow grease.

Some kid brother.

Suppose he just
keeps on going?
How far do we follow him?

Till we know for sure,
one way or the other.

[ Gunshot ]

Whoa! Whoa!

Drop your guns!

Both of ya!

Passengers, out!

- Drop your gun!
- Hyah! Come on!

That's all, Rafe.Nice game while it lasted.

All right.
Drop your rifle over here.

When did you find out?

It took a while.What about Angie Becker?
Did you kill her too?

Might as well talk.
You can only hang once.

She was McCullough's girl.
They tried to kill me.

All right.
Get down.

We brought a whole stagecoach
out here just for you.

Much obliged.

Yeah.
Thanks a lot.

If he'd been
smart enough to quit
while he was ahead,

he'd be home free.

Been that smart,
he never would've started
in the first place.

Giddyap, then. Hyah!