All language subtitles for The Virginian - 07x26 - The Stranger

Which way to Red Creek?About three miles
down that road.

You recommend
a good place to stay?

- [ Rifle Cocks ]
- [ Horse Approaches ]

Get off.

[ Spinning ]

[ Crickets Chirping ]

[ Muffled Footsteps ]

- Evenin'.
- Evening.

Spare some of that coffee?

[ Horse Blusters ]

[ Coffee Pours ]

Horse stepped
in a gopher hole.

- Too bad.
- How about a trade?

No.

How's that again?

[ Blusters ]

No.

[ Hammer Cocks ]

[ Blows Landing ]

[ Virginian ]
Hold it!

Throw that over there.

Right above the fire.

Now get up. Get up!

Now you boys sit down,
right there.

Right there.

Thanks for helping me before.

They were after yourmoney.

What does it take
to get you into action?

They were after my horse.

What happened to the men
who robbed you?

That stranger left me
to turn 'em over to
the town marshal in Red Creek.

I'd liked to have
killed him at first.

Afterwards,
I got to thinkin' about it.

When it was
someone else's trouble,
he stayed out of it.

When it was his trouble,
he plowed right in.

I could see where a man
riding alone could find that
to be real sensible.

[ Sighs ]
Well, not many folks
like that.

But it's one way
to keep things simple.

By the way,
if you feel up to it,

there's been some talk
about having a couple
in the saloon tonight.

Sam Marish finally
got himself engaged
to Sue Willis.

Well, this might be
a good time to let him know
who his friends are.

Like to ride in together?Fine.

I'll stop by
after I get cleaned up.

I, uh--

I appreciate your
going after those men,
getting the money back.

You didn't have to.

Yes, I did.

Come on! Drink up,
all you Shiloh hands!

[ Man ]
Yeah. Drink up!

Let my boys
drink you under the table?

[ Chuckles ]

You know, Sam, with all due
respect, as long as we've
been drinkin' together,

I think you're the one man
around here that candrink
a Shiloh hand under the table.

I'll drink to that.Well, you'll drink
to anything.

[ Laughing ]

Hey. You.

You.

Hey, stranger.

I'm talkin' to you.

The name's Sam Marish.
I'm gettin' married.

Congratulations.

Me and Sue Willis.

The prettiest girl
in the territory.

The whole country.

Maybe the whole world.

Any argument?

- No argument.
- How about some beer?

Thanks.
I'm fine.Now you're fine.

I said drink up!Come on, Sam.

You're wastin' good beer.
Come on, friend.

Yeah.He was rude to old Sam.

Downright nasty rude.No.

Well, I never did think
Sam would end up
popping the question,

but he finally did.

Uh, maybe I prompted him some.

Sue's a fine young lady.
I don't think it took
too much prompting.

Oh, thank you, Clay.By the way, Art,

if you're in the market
for some good saddle stock,

we're rounding up some
mighty handsome mustangs.Yeah.

Best string we've ever had,
Mr. Willis.Good. I'd like to see 'em.

Barkeep,
get those men glasses.

Right.And fill 'em up.

I'd like to propose a toast.

To the lucky man who's marrying
the most beautiful girl
in the world, Sue.

Little Sue.
Let's toast to Sue.

To Sue.

Look.

I wanna give you
one more chance
to drink with me.

Look, friend.

[ Groans ]

All right, boys!
Take it easy!
Come on now!

Party's over.
Everybody go home.
Cool off.

What happened?What'd you say
to provoke him, Sam?

I asked him
to have a drink is all.

He hits like a mule.Come on.
Let me help you get up.

Get him home all right?Fine, Grainger.

Come on, Sam.
Let's go.

[ Chattering ]

Buy you a beer?Do we have
to fight about it?

Mind if I sit down?

Just one, George.

Things got awful quiet
around here real fast.

Guess I can't fault you
for not being thirsty.

Maybe I can't fault Sam,
either, for wanting you
to drink with him.

Gettin' married
is pretty special.

Wake up in the morning
with a woman beside you,

smell of coffee brewin'.

Are you married?

Me neither.

Thought about it long enough
to get pretty scared.

- Plannin' on staying long?
- Made no plans.

Nice little town.
Fair amount of work
for a cowhand.

- That your line?
- Sometimes.

- Lookin' for a job?
- Maybe.

[ Dog Barking ]

Job still open?Yeah. It might be.

Say, aren't you
the stranger that
picked a fight with Sam?

Is that what
they're sayin'?That's what they're sayin'.

You know, it's none of
my business, but...

if it had been me,
I'd have drunk with Sam.

You know,
he's nice people.

Yeah, I'd have
drunk with him.

But that's your business.
Mine's freight.

Keep your nose clean,
do your work,
and you're all right with me.

My name's Shaw.
What do I call you?

Garrison.

Well, uh, where'd you
work before, Garrison?

Around.

Around where? Are you from
this part of the country?

Thought you said
that was my business.

Well, it is. It is.

But, uh, if you're gonna
work for me,

I figure maybe I got a right
to know who I'm hirin', huh?

I figure if all I'm doin'
is heftin' around boxes,
you know enough.

Well, that's your privilege.

It's my privilege
to hire someone willing to be
a little more friendly.

Thanks.Folks in town here--
most of 'em--

well, they like
to be friendly.

Sign right here.
Make your mark.

Bunk inside.

Dollar a day.
Sign right here.

Sign here.

Sign here,
or make your mark.

Bunks are inside.

Just "Garrison"?

Just Garrison.

Bunks inside.

Sorry.

Say, isn't that, uh--None other.

We may be shorthanded,
but we don't need
a troublemaker, do we?

I didn't hire him
to make trouble.
I hired him to punch cattle.

[ Whinnying ]

[ Cattle Mooing ]

[ Mooing ]

Let him up.

How you comin'?Almost finished.

I'll say this.
He gets his job done.

[ Cattle Mooing ]

I'm so hungry
I could eat a horse.It's goulash. Get a plate.

Tell me how you like it.All right.

It's-It's good, Elizabeth.
It's real good.

Would you like some more?Oh, yeah. Sure, Elizabeth.

Just a little.

Did you know that this
is the first time
I've made this?

Matter of fact, I did.

Would you like some more?

There's plenty.No, thanks.

You're new.
I hope you liked it.

Well, you did like it?

No, ma'am. I didn't.

What was wrong with it?

[ Chuckles ]
I couldn't say.

It just wasn't good.
Is that it?

- You ate it too.
- Well, of course I did.

What'd you think of it?

It was awful.

I'm... grateful to you
for telling me.

It would have been just awful
if nobody told me and I kept on
making it that way.

What's that?

Just a face.

Can't tell if it's laughing
or frowning.

Me neither.

[ Exhales ]

[ Sighs ]
Rough day today,
Mr. Grainger.

Started by fallin' off
my horse, and I...

broke my leg
in three places.

I didn't mind that so much
till the doctor said
he'd have to cut it off.

My leg, that is.

Cut off what?

- [ Laughs ]
- [ Chuckles ]

- Now, how was your day?
- Oh, the usual.

Have you met the new hand?

Which new hand?

Thenew hand. Garrison.

I don't think so.
What about him?

He's sort of strange.

You've been thinking
about him all afternoon,

and that's the best you can
come up with-- "strange"?

Well, don't be silly.

I've hardly
thought about him at all.
And then only in passing.

Is that why you're stirring
your coffee with your fork?

[ Scraping ][ Sighs ]

All the same,
he is strange.

He's not like any of the others.
Not nearly.

Strange or different?

Yes. That's it.
He's different.

I wonder what
made him that way.

Hard thing
for people to accept--

somebody being different.

[ Horse Whinnies ]

[ Whinnying ]

[ Whinnies ]

[ Whinnying ]

[ Whinnying ]

[ Art ]
Whoa.

Hi.

Well, hello, Art, Sue.

How are you,
Mr. Grainger?Grainger.

Hi, Liz.Hi.

[ Whinnies ]

Nice...

horse.

[ Chuckles ]I'll show you the dress
I bought for your wedding.

Oh, sure you can
tear yourself away?

Come on.[ Giggles ]

[ Clopping Hooves ]

Isn't he the one
who picked the fight
with Sam?

Well, I don't know about
"picking" a fight.

How come you hired him?

For one thing,
we needed men.
And he's a good one.

Good with his fists too.

Garrison didn't
start that fight,
Mr. Willis.

We've all known
Sam Marish for a long time.

Have you ever known him
to... pick a fight?

Oh, he may not have been
looking for trouble,

but he's sure
the kind that finds it.

Nice ride.

That's what I'm paid for.

Sure a sociable fella.

See what I mean?

I want to have a closer
look at those horses.
I'll need about a dozen of 'em.

Oh, Liz. I love it.
It's beautiful.

You're gonna be
the most beautiful girl there.

After the bride.Oh.

Thank you.

Sue.Hmm?

Is something wrong?No. Of course not.

Guess I'm just
a little nervous.

Who wouldn't be?

It's the first time
I've ever gotten married.

[ Chuckles ]
And the last.

I hope.

Sam's, uh, a good man.

Yes, he is.
Everyone says so.

He's not what
you'd call... handsome.

And I know some people think
maybe he's too old for me.

Do you think that, Liz?

No.

Not if you love him.

Sue,

you do love him,
don't you?

Well, of course I love him.
What a perfectly ridiculous--

Sue.

Oh, Liz.

Liz, I-- Oh.

I-- I feel like
such a baby.

That's natural.

Like you said,
this is the first time.

And it's natural.

Howdy.

Hey, you're good at that.Yeah, I like workin' leather.

You seen Harper
around anywhere?

No.

Is this your off time?

Something you want done?

Well, I forgot to send
this bill of sale
to Mr. Willis when, uh,

we delivered the horses.

- I'll run it right over.
- You know, uh,

Sam Marish is, uh,
Mr. Willis's foreman.

Afraid I'll pick a fight
with him again?

Thanks.

Looking for someone?

Ah, just for someplace
to put this bill of sale.

For the string
of Shiloh horses.

You're the one that had
the run-in with Sam,
aren't you?

You're the first one
who hasn't called it a fight.

Well, Sam's not the kind
that would pick a fight
with a stranger.

- He may have had
a beer too many.
- May have had.

Well, it was a party.

A celebration.

Well, he has reason
to celebrate.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

If there's nothing else,
I'd better--

There's coffee.
I-I-I just made some fresh.

Thank you, but, uh,
I better get back.

Oh. Of course.

Well, it was nice
talking to you.

Same here.

[ Door Closes ]

What are you doing here?

Pa.I asked you
the question.

Uh, he brought this.

Thank Grainger for me.

How long has he been here?

A few minutes.A few minutes to deliver
a bill of sale?

We talked a little.

Why?Why?

Why not?Because you're
about to be married.

You shouldn't be alone
with any man,
much less him.

[ Sighs ]

You don't think
that smells good, do ya?

Well, sure.

[ Sniffs, Coughs ]

That's terrible.
Terrible.

Terrible, huh?
[ Chuckles ]

You're not going to the dance?

One of the new fillies
in the north pasture...

seems to be favoring
her right foreleg.

Well, uh, I can look at it
in the morning. If it's anything
serious, we'll call the vet.

Probably a split hoof.
I can take care of it.

It can wait.
We're not gonna be
riding her tonight.

Saturday night.
Wouldn't hurt
to socialize a little.

It won't hurt me.
It won't help the horse.

I may turn up
at the dance later.

♪♪ [ Band: Dance ]

♪♪ [ Continues ]

♪♪ [ Ends ]

Well, would you ladies
like some punch?Love some.

Yes.Excuse us.

Isn't Sam coming?Oh, he had some
work to do. Maybe later.

Is that who
you're looking for? Sam?

Well, not exactly.

He came over to the ranch
the other day.

He did?How do you know
who I'm talking about?

Oh, Sue!

[ Crickets Chirping ]

[ Door Opens Slowly ]

[ Creaks ]

♪♪ [ Dance ]

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

Excuse me, David.

Sue.What?

I think I'd better
take you home.Why? What's happened?

Someone's broken into
your father's safe.Pa, is he hurt?

I'm afraid so.
Sam has been shot too.

♪♪ [ Ends ]

Pa.Don't worry, dear.

It's nothing
but a flesh wound.

How's Sam?Dressed and comfortable.

You can go in and see him
if you'd like.

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

Is he hurt bad, Doc?

Like I said,
dressed and comfortable.

Well, he'll be up in a day
or so, won't he, Doc?Afraid not.

Sit here.

How's your pa?

He's all right.

Now, you rest, Sam.
Don't talk.

I'm glad you're here.

[ Sniffles ]

Oh, that feels good.

You've got nice hands, Sue.

Don't talk.

You know, sometimes
I wake up mornings,

I look at myself
in the mirror--

big, ugly bear of a man.

Oh, I think of you.

So pretty.

So pretty.

I'm a lu--

[ Gags ]

[ Gasps ]

Sam?

Sam?

Oh.

Oh, Sam.

Howdy.

Got word to ride in.
What for?

The sheriff's investigating
Sam Marish's murder.

Here?Talkin' to
everybody he can.

Especially, uh,

strangers that
drifted in lately.

Oh.

I hear that fella Marish
had a lot of friends.You bet.

And they all want to know
who killed him.

Sam couldn't identify him.

He and Willis saw
the man at a distance,
mountin' up.

Couldn't recognize him.

Willis is pretty quick.
So was Sam.

They never had
a chance to draw.

Well, who's left?

Garrison and David.

Well, I think we can
pass David.

If you think it's safe.

David, you can go.
Garrison.

[ Door Closes ]

Sit down.I'm all right standing.

Do we have to fight about it?

Garrison, nobody in town
knows much about you.Not much to know.

You had a fight with Sam.

Not much of a fight.

Well, under the circumstances,
I think I'll have to know
a little bit more.

Where you from?Fargo.

- You ever been in trouble?
- Some. How about you?

[ Chuckles ]
Yeah. Some.
Not lately.

And not with the law.

Two years ago, in Denver,
I did six months.

I think they called it
aggravated assault.What happened?

I got aggravated.

Well, that takes care
of past history.

Now let's get to
last Saturday night.

You weren't at the dance.That's right.

- Most everybody else was.
- I wasn't there,
so I wouldn't know.

Well, I'm telling ya.

Don't you like to dance?Some.

Well, why didn't you go?

There was this filly,
looked like she was
comin' up lame.

Thought I'd take a ride out
and look at her.

On a Saturday night,
with a dance in town?That's right.

I checked the horse, Mark.
She had been looked after.

That doesn't say
he fixed it Saturday night.

That'd be, uh,
pretty hard to prove,
wouldn't it?

Garrison, you ever been
out to the Willis place?

[ Garrison ] Yeah. You spend any time
in that house alone?

Nobody was around.
The door was open.

Sue Willis said she didn't know
how long you'd been in the room
before she came in.

Now, what I want to know is,
were you in there long enough
to find out where the safe is.

I might have been,
except I wasn't
looking for any safe.

I didn't ask you if
you were looking for a safe.
I asked if you saw one.

No. I came in,
passed the time of day
with Miss Willis,

turned over the bill of sale
and left.

All right, Garrison.
You can go.

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

Sounded all right to me.

Did he?

Sounded pretty
closemouthed to me.

He had a fight with Sam,
went out to the Willis place
later on.

Doesn't prove anything.
I sent him out there.

Now, all we've got
is a stranger in town...

who knew the inside of
that Willis place well enough...

to find the safe in the dark
without disturbing anything.

A stranger in town
who was not at the dance
Saturday night.

Now, it may not
prove anything,

but I've been all through town,
I've been to the Willis place,

I've been to every ranch
around here,

and if I had to tap
somebody on the shoulder
right now, this minute,

it'd have to be that fella
that just walked out of here.

Now, you got somebody else?

No.

- May I sit down, Laura?
- Of course.

[ Sighs ]

- I read what you wrote.
- Well, did you like it?

You have a way with words.

I can't tell you
how happy I am to be writing
something other than...

who is baking what
for the church social...

or whose cat is having
how many kittens.
[ Chuckles ]

You didn't say
whether you liked it.

I said you have
a way with words.

A way of arranging them so,

by the time you're finished
reading this article,

you wonder why a court
would even bother
to try Garrison.

That's not fair.

You read what you wrote
and then ask yourself
if that's fair.

He was arrested.

He's the prime suspect.

I always thought,
in this country, a man was
innocent until proven guilty.

Excuse me.All right.

I'll wait.
We will all wait
until he is proven guilty.

But until then, I have
a right to my opinion,
just as you do.

I think he's guilty.

Most everybody in this town
thinks he's guilty,
and if I--

if I reflected
that opinion in my story,
I do not regret it.

Not one bit.

Afternoon, Mr. Hodges.
Can I talk to you
for a minute?

I was just goin' across
the street to the saloon.
Why don't you join me?

Fine.

Thanks, George.

The sheriff thought
there was enough evidence
to hold him.

Whether or not
there's enough to convict him
is up to a judge and a jury.

Look.

I've been here
less than two months,

barely long enough
to hang my shingle.

[ Chuckles ]
Business isn't exactly
booming, I'll tell you.

Well, I'll tell you this.
The man needs a lawyer.

But why me?

I'm new here.
I'm just beginning
to build up a small practice.

Now you want me
to chuck that?

Now, do us both a favor.

Get another lawyer.

There's only one--
John Shields.

And ifhe wasn't out of town
on business and ifhe could
get back in time for the trial,

we'd still be taking
second best.

I hear tell
he's a pretty fair
country lawyer.

That's not good enough
when the charge is murder
in the first degree.

Well?

I've got a wife
and three kids.

Thanks for your time.

I admit it.

I'm surprised
and I guess... disgusted
is the only way to put it.

Why? Because that young lawyer
turned you down?

Oh, that's the least of it.
He's new here.

He's trying to make a living,
and I hardly know him.

But other people. Friends.
Good people in a good town.

Well, nothing's changed.

Sure, passions
are running high,

but they'll simmer down.

There'll be a fair trial
with a true test
of guilt or innocence.

Can there be
a fair trial, here,

where Sam had
so many friends?

Well, yes. I think so.

If I didn't,
I'd certainly do
everything in my power...

to see that he was
tried somewhere else.

I've wondered why
you're going all out for him.

So have I.
Funny, the way we met,

him running out on me.

Well, you're a man
who values his privacy,
his independence.

So does Garrison.

Maybe you see
some of yourself in him.

Maybe that's why you haven't
been able to allow...

for the possibility
that he might be guilty.

I don't think he's a thief.

But a thief and a murderer--
it's just not possible.

Still, Sam is dead,
and somebody stole that money.

All right.
Suppose just for a minute
that Garrison did do it.

He wouldn't run away right off
and call attention to himself.

He'd hide the money and wait.

The question is where?

Where would he--

Something wrong?

No.

I think I'll turn in.
It's getting late.
Good night.

Night.

[ Creaks ]

[ Creaking ]

[ Door Opens ]

Found it, huh?

He spends a lot of time in here,
fixing harness and such.

- A lot of time-- alone.
- Which doesn't prove anything.

Well, that'll be up to
a judge and jury to decide.

You were intending
to turn that over
to the sheriff, weren't you?

[ Door Closes ]

Mark.

How's Garrison?Well, he doesn't like
being in jail.

Do you want to see him?Yes.

Laura's in there
with him now,
interviewing him.

Laura?Well, he said
he didn't mind.

Said he had
nothing to hide.

She's out to hang him, Mark.

Oh, no, she's not.
She just--

She writes the facts
as she sees them.

Facts? Like her column today?

"The suspect has
a trigger temper.

Anyone who witnessed
the brutal attack on Sam Marish
in the saloon the other night"--

Facts, Mark. She wasn't even
in the saloon, but I was.

I've got somethin'
for ya.

There's $800 in there--
exactly the amount that was
stolen from Willis's safe.

I found it
in the tack room.
I know, I know.

This makes it look
real bad.

Well, can I see him?

[ Abbott ]
You, uh, ready, Laura?

Yes. Uh, thank you, Mark.

Well, thank you,
Mr. Garrison.

Hello.

Laura. I'm, uh,

surprised
to see you in here...

with such a brutal murderer.

[ Cell Door Closes ] [ Abbott ]
Holler when you want out.

You shouldn't have
said that to her.

You don't know
what she's been
writing about you.

Oh, it's a free country.
She got a right to her opinion.

Look. I got some--I guess I owe you thanks--

You were saying?You were saying.
Mine'll keep.

Lawyer name of Hodges
came by.

Is he gonna take your case?Well, you asked him to,
didn't ya?

Yeah.Why?

Well, you need a lawyer,
don't you?

It's beginning
to look like it.

Well, you got one.

A good one, I think.

Look. I wish this would keep,
but I may as well tell you now.

I... found Mr. Willis's money
under the floorboards
of the tack room.

I didn't put it there.

You were in there a lot--
alone-- mending harness.

Every hand at Shiloh
uses that barn.

Including me.
But I'm not on trial for murder.

Well, anyway, it's good news
about Mr. Hodges.

[ Scoffs ]

Good news,
but not good enough.

- Do you need anything?
- I'm all right.

Mark. [ Door Opens ]

[ Keys Jangle ]

[ Cell Door Opens ]

I'll be back.

[ Knocking ]I'll get it.

Hello.

Oh, I'm sorry
to interrupt you. Come on in.

Sit down.
Chicken's not half bad.[ Chuckles ]

Thank you.

Now, what I really meant was--Cheer up. Aunt Holly
will be back in a few days.

[ Chuckles ]I'll have some coffee,
if it's all right.

I gave Mark the money.

What money?[ Clears Throat ]

The, uh, fella
I told you about--
Hodges, the lawyer--

he's gonna defend
Garrison.

While you were in town
this afternoon,
one of Willis's hands rode over.

Said he won't be needing
the rest of the horses.

Won't be needing 'em,
or won't buy 'em from us?

I'm sorry, Mr. Grainger.

I've known Willis a long time.

We've done business
good for both of us.

But if all that's
to be lost because
you're doing the right thing,

because you're helping a man
who needs help,

we'll survive
without selling him horses.

We'll live without
his friendship, too,
if that's the price of it.

Uncle Clay,

I understand how you feel,

but I'd sure hate to lose
Sue Willis as a friend.

Well, I don't see
why it should
have to come to that.

At least I hope not.

Say, uh, you saw David
the morning he rode
over there...

to deliver the horses
and collect the money
from Mr. Willis, didn't you?

- That's right.
- Did he ride out alone?

Well, as far as I know.

I'd have sent somebody with him,
but he thought he could
handle the string alone.

But you don't know
for a fact that
he went over there alone.

What are you getting at?

Well, one of the new hands
might have ridden over
there with David...

and found out where
that safe in Willis's study
was located.

Well, that's possible,
but you're clutching at straws.

Garrison needs
all the help he can get.

Why don't you ask David
whether or not
he rode out with somebody?

I will--

as soon as he gets back
from Glover's Flats.

Then, uh,

none of you went over there
with David that morning, huh?

What if he went alone?
Would that mean
that he did--

Willis could have spotted
David in the dark...

on a moonless night,
blindfolded
at a hundred yards.

What's the matter, Mark?Your innocent pigeon
just flew the coop.

Yeah, that's right.
I started half
believing him myself.

I let my guard down,
and he darn near
busted my head open.

I'll need riders.
We'll meet in front
of my office at sunup.

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

That's the horse Garrison stole.
Looks like he went lame on him.

[ Virginian ]
Should have stolen
a better horse.

He took his saddle off
before he turned him loose.
Where's Abbott?

Inside. Tell him
we'd better get movin'.Mr. Willis,

when David brought those horses
over to you that morning, did he
have anyone else with him?

Seems to me there was
somebody with him.Who?

Well, David was
in the study with me.

And this other man
seemed like he just
stayed in the living room.

Wait a minute. Maybe he didn't
come into the house at all and
just waited outside for David.

Well, if he was
in your living room,
he could have looked...

right into your study
and seen your safe, couldn't he?I said I didn't pay any heed...

to who it was then,
and I could care
even less now--

now that we know
that Garrison is guilty.

Morning, Mark.Mornin'.

I see you got his horse.Yeah.

And judgin' from where
they picked it up,

I figure he's gotta be
up in the hills somewhere
around Crystal Springs.

Mark, let me go in
after him.

Alone?I can bring him down,
bring him in.

He's armed. Took a rifle
when he busted out of here.

All the more reason
not to risk running
a bunch of men into an ambush.

Yeah, and he could shoot you
just as easy as a rabbit.

Look. One man goes in,
alone, just to talk to him.

He doesn't have to open fire
like it was an armed posse.

Well, maybe.

Just give me a few hours.
That can't hurt anything.

- All right.
- Thanks, Mark.

And watch yourself.
He'd have killed me
to get out of here if he had to.

And he'll kill you
to keep from coming back
if he has to.

I'm gonna give you three hours.
Then we're comin' up
after both of you.

[ Clicks Tongue ]

[ Water Rushing ]

[ Garrison ]
That's far enough.

You alone?

About nine riders
a few miles down the road.

We start down now,
we can make it by nightfall.

Just like that?

You can come down with me
peacefully, or they'll
come up here and get you.

Can't wait to hang me,
can they?

Well, I'm not comin'.

Then I'll have to come up
and get you.

[ Gunshots ]

Whoa.

You're gonna have
to shoot me, Garrison,

or hope I choke to death
from the dust you're raisin'.

[ Gunshot ]

I didn't think you did it,
Garrison.

Now I know you're innocent,
or you'd have hit me.

Had enough?

They're gonna hang me
down there!

Try ya!Hang me!

And if they do,
don't say I didn't warn you!

[ Chuckles ]

[ Laughing ]

[ Clopping Hooves ]

Whoa. Whoa.

Sue.

Today, inside
that courtroom,

there's going to be
a proceeding to arrive
at truth and justice.

Be kind of nice
if people could forget
their personal bias and...

wait for
an objective decision.

But then I guess
they wouldn't be people.

So,

all the rest of the hands
are off to the dance
to have themselves a good time.

You decided to stay behind
to doctor a sick filly.

She wasn't sick.
Her hoof was all--

All right. She wasn't sick.
One of her shoes didn't fit,
or whatever.

You decided to stay behind.

Do you like horses
better than girls,
Mr. Garrison?

[ Spectators Laughing ]

- Your Honor.
- [ Gavel Raps ]

All right. All right.
And that'll be
enough of that.

[ Prosecuting Attorney ]
I beg the court's pardon.

That's all the questions
I have, Your Honor.

My, uh, worthy opponent...

is trying to make something
out of the fact that you didn't
attend the dance Saturday night.

Do you usually attend dances?

No. Not much good at it.

Are you good at your job?

The best.

And does your job include
caring for the stock?

Yes, sir.

Did you stay behind
on that Saturday night
to loot Art Willis's safe?

[ Garrison ]
No. Or murder Sam Marish?

- No.
- Have you ever committed
a robbery or a murder?

- [ Scoffing Chuckle ] No.
- And on the night
in question,

you did, in fact,
stay behind...

to take care
of a lame filly.

Yes, sir.
Just like I said.

We only have
your word for that.

No, sir.

The Virginian,
Mr. Grainger,
half a dozen others...

all knew she was hurtin',
and I re-shod her.

Well, then there are
corroborating witnesses.

Yes, sir.

Your Honor,
if the prosecuting attorney
doesn't mind,

I would like to call
some of these witnesses.

I'll so stipulate
the defendant did
shoe the horse,

but the question remains,

is there anyone
who'll testify that
he did it on that night,

at the hour Art Willis's
safe was robbed...

and Sam Marish murdered?

Hmm?

That's the testimony
I'd like to hear,
and until I do,

I say that Garrison
is guilty of robbery
and murder.

I don't care
if he is kind to horses.

I thought he was guilty.

I still think so.

But whatever the reasons,
the jury felt the same way.

You know,
writing about it and...

then hearing
the judge say it--

"Hanged... by the neck...

until"--

[ Door Closes ]

Think it'll work?Even if David does get back,

Garrison's gonna
hang Friday.

It's worth a try.

What's goin' on?I don't know.

[ Door Opens ]

All you new hands,
seems that we've
run out of extra work.

I do want to thank you
for doing such a good job.

You can draw your pay
from the foreman.

Now, those of you
who want to,

as you leave
in the morning, drop by.

We'll give you
an A1 recommendation.

[ Men Chattering ]

Hold it!

I'll take that.

Aren't you gonna count it?Counted it when
we first found it.

When you first found it?

You're a little impatient,
Jo-Jo.Let's go.

I never killed Sam Marish.

That's what Garrison said,
and he was sentenced to hang.

Look. I did ride over
with Sutton that day.

I saw the safe all right.

The thought
crossed my mind.

But I didn't take the money,
and I didn't kill Marish.

How did you know where the money
was hidden if you didn't
put it there yourself?

I saw somebody
slip in here that night.

When he left,
I nosed around
and found the money.

Figured if somebody
found it, fine.

If not, I'd pick it up
when I left.

Well, who was it you saw
slip in here?

I couldn't be sure.
It was dark.

Mark.

You said it had to be a stranger
who knew the Willis house
and knew where the safe was.

What if it wasn't
a stranger at all?

I began to worry
about Sue.

Twenty-six years old,
and 15 miles from the nearest
town-- and a small town.

[ Exhales ]
Meeting only drifters...

that'd come in and work
two or three weeks
and then move on.

But Sam had been with me
a long time.

I knew him,
and I liked him.

You did, too,
didn't you, Sue?Yes.

He was big and rough
and clumsy.

[ Sighs ]
So I figured he wouldn't
have the courage to ask.

So I put it to him bluntly.

I said I didn't know
what Sue was waiting for.

I asked him.
"Marry Sue,

and half the ranch is yours,
and when I die,
the whole thing."

He argued some,
and then he went along with it.

But the closer it got,

it bothered him--
going at it like that, I mean.

And finally, after the doings
at the saloon, he said...

he was gonna back out,

tell Sue
and clear his conscience.

I didn't know
what to say to Sue.

I didn't know
what she would think.

Figured she would think that
I was trying to buy her a man,
but that's not true, darling.

Believe me. I thought
you'd think it was that way.

I started drinking, and...

things got confused
in my mind.

And I saw Sam that night
out in the yard,

and I went out
to talk to him.

He said he was getting ready
to go to the dance.

We argued.

Before I knew it,
our guns were out,

and I shot him,
and he creased my arm.

I knew I'd never
be able to explain it.

I made up that story, and Sam
said he'd go along with it.

I went to the safe
and got the money
and planted it at Shiloh.

Everyone knew you had
hired some new hands.

Believe me, I didn't think
Sam would die...

or the charge
would be murder.

You'd better
get dressed, Art.

[ Sniffles ]

Pa.

If the Virginian
hadn't stood up
for Garrison,

found out the truth,

would you have
let them hang him?

[ Cries ]

Sure you won't
change your mind?

Appreciate the offer, but--

I thought that, after all
that happened, you'd stay.

I thought you'd changed.

After all that happened,
I can't stay.

And I can't change.

Thank you.

It's, uh--
It's a hard thing
to be yourself.

Your own man,
go your own way.

I hope you find
what you're looking for.

[ Galloping Hooves ]