All language subtitles for The Virginian - 8x18 - Train of Darkness

[ Clopping Hooves ]

[ Whistle Blowing ]

We made it!

Why are females
always so sure they're
gonna miss a train?

It's a mystery to me.
I've never missed one yet.

You've always had
Aunt Holly to worry you
to the station on time.

I hope I didn't
forget anything.I don't see how.

You're taking half
of Cheyenne home
with you.

Good evening.
How far are you folks
traveling with us tonight?

Medicine Bow, Conductor.Well, sir, we'll try to
get you there safe and sound.

We don't have
too many passengers
on this night run,

so we're only warming up
the first coach.

Will you follow me, ma'am,
and I'll give you a hand?
Watch your step.

Well, looks like
we're gonna have
our pick of seats.

Well, most people prefer to
travel in the daytime so they
can see where they're going.

Is this all right?Whatever you like.

Want to sit by the window
or on the aisle?The window, please.

Here.
Let me help you with that
and you can slide in.

Boy, you need another hand.
Let me help you there.

If you can grab
that one.Yes.

Think all this is gonna
fit on one train?

I didn't buy all that much.
Just a few little things
for Aunt Holly.

I'd sure hate to be standing
under all those little things
if we came to a sudden stop.

- I'd be buried alive.
- Hmm.

[ Chuckling ]Well, now.

You folks have a nice trip.
If there's anything you want,
you just call for me.

The name is Michael Patrick.Ah, thank you, Mr. Patrick.
Pure kind of you.

I don't know. [ Engine Chugging ]

There just doesn't seem to be
anyone around here to help us.Find someone.

I've gotta get
on that train.

Evvy, are you sure
you want to do this?

I didn't ask you
to come with me.

I can't let you
go all the way
to San Francisco alone.

Maybe I'd be better off.
You were certainly
no help tonight.

Evvy, there was nothing
I could do but ring down
the curtain.

You didn't say
one word-- not one word
to that howling audience.

Well, they were in no mood
to listen to speeches.

Now, all they wanted
was their money back.
We gave them that.

Conductor.

Hi.Put that trunk
in the baggage car.

Ma'am, I heard nothing
about a trunk.

Well, actually,
we just purchased
our tickets.

It was
a last-minute decision.
Sorry to trouble you.

All right, sir.
I'll attend to it.Thank you.

Now can we get
on the train?

I don't see how people can
stand livin' in the city,
all crowded together...

and jammed on top
of each other like that.

[ Chuckles ]

Looks like we're
having company after all.

All right, Evvy.
If you'll just move over,
please.

I refuse to sit next
to the window, with all
that soot and smoke.

Well, all right.
There's plenty of room.
I'll just sit over here.

Suit yourself.

You should have stayed,
Charlie.

Evvy, we both
should have stayed.

[ Whistle Blowing ]

Mmm!

Hey! Wait for me!

Wait for me![ Whistle Blowing ]

Whoo-hoo!

Talk about waiting
till the last minute.Whoo. Phew.

That was a darn fool stunt.
You could've broken your neck.

Worse. I could've
broke my bottle.
[ Laughs ]

Ooh.

[ Evvy Gasps ]Sorry, ma'am.

I'm sorry, ma'am.
Guess this critter's
trying to throw me.

[ Exhales ]
Well, in that case,
why don't you sit down?

Well, I aim to, ma'am,
as soon as I find a place.

This seat taken?

Why, no.

- No, it's not.
- Well, now, that suits me fine.

Whoo, aah!

[ Exhales ]

[ Exhales ]
The name's Buster Floyd.

Stands for "bronc buster,"
which is how I earn my
flapjacks and molasses.

Just what does
a bronc buster do?

Well, I fight horses.
Tame the evil critters.

[ Whistle Blows ]

Can I have your tickets,
please, sir?Oh, I have 'em here.

Oh.

Ah.

Thank you, sir.

Tickets, please?

- I said, tickets, please.
- Well, I heard what you said.

Thing is,
I ain't got a ticket.

- Then how do you expect
to ride on this train?
- That's a problem, ain't it?

Maybe you'll just
have to stop this critter
and, uh, boot me off.

Don't you pull that!
Leave that emergency
cord alone.

Just trying to help out.
[ Chuckling ]

If you'd pulled
that brake, there'd have
been the devil to pay.

Never yet seen a man in uniform
who could take a joke.Maybe.

If you'd seen a train
buck and jump the lines
trying to stop of a sudden,

you wouldn't find it
quite so funny.

I suppose you have
enough money to pay
for your fare?

You want some money from me?
Well, why in the world
didn't you say so?

You still haven't told me
where you're going.

Well, that's what
I don't know.

Whatever's there, give me
that much worth of ticket,
then you tell me.

That will take you
as far as Green River.

Then that's
where I'm goin'!

That's the first fella
I ever heard of who didn't
care where he was going...

and was taking a train
to get there.

May I have your ticket,
please, ma'am?

See the gentleman
in the seat ahead.All right.

Here, Conductor. Thank you, sir.

Friend of yours?

He's my manager.

I know her
from somewhere.

Her face
is so familiar.

[ Gasps ]
I know!

I saw her picture in front
of the Cheyenne opera house.

She an actress?Their play opened tonight
at the opera house.

I wonder what
she's doing here.

She appears
to be leaving town.

It must have been
some show.

You still haven't
told me your name.[ Chuckles ]

Evangeline.
Evangeline Madden.

Well, that's
right pretty.
Evangeline.

Are you
a theatergoer,
Mr. Floyd?

Huh?Do you have a liking
for the stage?

Oh, no, ma'am.
I like riding the train.

All that jouncin'
on the stage makes me
sick to my gut.

[ Whistle Blows ]

Oh, Mr. Patrick?

We seem to be
slowing down.
Anything wrong?

No, sir. No.
Just a flag stop.

We have to pick up
some more passengers.Oh?

[ Whistle Blowing ]

[ Bell Ringing ]

[ Brakes Screeching ]

What do you see?Not much.

It's a desolate part
of the country.

Lotte.

My! It's a lot bigger
than I thought
it's gonna be.

It's most big
as a house.

We'll go fast,
you reckon?Fast enough.

With the whistle
blowing and all?

Most likely.Oh.

You know, I used to hear
that whistle blowing nights
when I was lying in my bed.

Seemed to me a--
such a lonesome
kind of sound.

And I guess
it was just me
that was lonesome.

[ Exhales ]Not anymore.

Well, I can see that
it was a good thing...

that I come along
when I did.

The way you were feeling,
you might've married
one of them...

barefooted squirrel hunters
from over on the next ridge.

Oh, shoot! I wouldn't
give two potato eyes
for the whole pack of 'em.

[ Door Opens ]

[ Whistle Blowing ]

[ Clanging ]

We're on our way.

We're early, Pa.
That train ain't near
due yet.

I've got nothin' better
to do than wait.

Lutie's waitin'
in his grave.

We'll put him to rest
tonight.

[ Whistle Blows ]

- Howdy.
- Howdy.

- Nice night for it.
- For what?

- Friendly game of cards.
- Well, I don't know about that.

Fella gave me a piece
of advice one time--

Told me never to play cards
on a train with a stranger.

That's was
wallopin' good advice.
Corey Halder.

- Jim Horn.
- Blackjack, friend?

That's my game, friend.

Four-bit limit?Yeah. Fine.

The house pays 21,
closest to,
and five cards under.

- You being the house?
- This being my deck, friend.

All right, friend.

Deal 'em.

Jim hardly
spent anything
in Cheyenne.

He has most
of a month's wages.I know. I paid him.

He's gonna lose it all
to that... gambler.

Part of it anyway.

[ Whistle Blows ]

Can't you do something?

Yes. I can stay out of it.
That's what I intend to do.

What do you need?

I'm good.

But, Uncle Clay--It's Jim's money.

He has as much right
to be foolish with it
as the next man.

Would you feel better
if he spent it
on a pretty, new hat?

Pay 20.

Pay me.

Fastest four bits
I ever lost. [ Coin Clatters ]

I think I'll
stretch my legs.I'll go with you.

No, no. You stay here
and look out the window.

Oh, I can't see much
of anything. It all
whooshes by so fast.

I'll be back
in a minute or two.All right.

- Would you like
a little swig, little lady?
- No, thank you.

This is prime liquor.
You people don't know
what you're passin' up.

[ Sighs ]
What about you, Charlie?

No. Thanks all the same.

He only drinks warm milk
because of his
sensitive palate.

- Sensitive what?
- Evvy, aren't you being
a little bit ridiculous?

I don't think so, Charlie,
after what I've been through
tonight.

The curtain is down.
The audience has gone home.

The theater is dark.I sure wish I had seen
that show, doggone it.

Not this show.
It was a dreadful
exhibition.

You should have
seen me in Camille.

One of the Scranton critics
compared me to Modjeska.

Helena Modjeska, the finest
tragedienne of our time.

Scranton.
That's back East
somewhere, ain't it?

[ Scoffs ]
On the way to New York.

The direction I was headed
before I met Charles.

Is this the one?Yes. Thank you.

While I'm on my feet,
I think I'll take
a little walk.

Why don't you
take Jim with you?Jim's busy at cards.

That's what I mean.[ Laughing ]

Pay 21.That's another
four bits!

I never seen such luck.

[ Whistle Blows ]

Well, doesn't seem
to be too cold in here.

No, no.
It's not too bad.

I didn't mean
to sneak up on you.

I had to get out
of that stuffy car
for a while.

I don't much like
being penned up.I know what you mean.

- I'm glad that gun
wasn't there.
- Gun?

The one you're not
wearing on your hip.

Oh, yeah.
That's a habit.

Only use it when I'm
working my cattle.

Oh? You're a rancher?

Yeah. Yeah,
I got a small spread
near Rawlins.

Oh, Rawlins.

I thought I knew
most everybody
up that way.

As a matter of fact,
I just saw some of them
at the regional meeting...

of the
cattlemen's association
in Cheyenne.

Were you there?

No. No. I don't belong
to the association.

Well, I recommend it.
It's a fine organization.

So I've heard.

I'm Clay Grainger.
Shiloh Ranch, Medicine Bow.

Jed Haines.

Come to think of it,
I couldn't have
seen you there.

You didn't get on
till after we left Cheyenne--
that flag stop.

Yeah, I picked up my wife.

She lives with her folks
up in the hills.

Just got married
this morning.

Well, congratulations!

Thank you.

So this is
your wedding night.Yeah.

- Well, I wish you a long
and happy marriage.
- Thank you.

Others are comin', Pa. [ Clopping Hooves ]

Cousin.Lute.

Good of you to come,
all of you. Thanks.

- Where do we wait?
- We put a man up
on the hill there...

so we can see
the train light
from far off.

Rest of us
can stay down here
close to the tracks.

[ Wind Whistling ]Uh, it's gettin' cold.

Cuts right through ya.Lad.

Best find some wood
and light a fire.They'll see it on the train.

Don't matter what they see.
Do as you're told.

Pa, they see a fire,
they'll know we're
layin' in wait.

- By the time they know that,
the train will be stoppin'.
- Pa.

He's not gonna
get away from us,
not this time, Lad.

Now stop frettin'
about it.

Go on.
Fetch that firewood.

Hello.

Hello.

I sure didn't mean
to stare the berries
off the bush.

I just never seen a hat
so pretty in all my life.

Thank you.
It's a present
for my Aunt Holly.

I hope she likes it.Oh, I don't know if she
could help but like it.

Pretty flowers
and that velvet ribbon.

It's downright beautiful.

Pardon me, ma'am.Oh, I'm sorry.

Sit down, please.Thank you.

I'm Elizabeth Grainger.Pleased to meet you.
Lotte Roebuck.

I mean, Lotte Haines.

- We just got married,
and I ain't used to it yet.
- Congratulations!

Thank you.

Lotte, would you mind
trying this on so I
could see how it looks?

Would I mind? No.
[ Laughing ]

You're right.
It is beautiful.Oh!

Look,
in the window glass.

I look like somebody else.

Here.

Now I'm
Mrs. Jed Haines again.

That's fearsome enough.

- What is?
- Being married and all.

I don't know
the first thing about it.

Oh, it's not
that I don't love him.

I knew he was the man for me the
first time I laid eyes on him.
Ain't that.

It must be awfully hard
leaving home for the first time.

Oh, I didn't mind
that part of it.

My pa built the cabin
we lived in when he and Ma
was first married,

and, well,
it was hardly big enough
for the two of them,

and I got three brothers
and a sister younger than me.

No, leaving home was easy.

It's what lies ahead--
being a ranch wife.

I've never been
any kind of wife,

but I have lived
on a ranch all my life.

I don't know anything
but taters and seed corn.

I know snap beans
about raising cattle.

You don't have to.
The men take care
of all that.

All of it?

Gee, back home,
come springtime,

the womenfolk have to
work right in the field
with the men.

I've never seen
a woman herd cattle,
but there's plenty to do--

the cooking,
and the baking,

and the washing,
and the ironing,

feeding the chickens,
and milking the cows,

and cleaning the house,
raising children.

I can do all that.
I just wanna know what kind
of work I'm gonna have to do.

Isn't that enough?

Shoot. I've been
doing chores all my life.
Ain't nothin' new about that.

I 'spect carin' for one man
is gonna be easier
than a whole brood though.

I just hope
I make him a good wife.

He's the nicest,
most gentle-natured man
I ever met.

How was your winter
this year, Mr. Haines?

My winter?
It was all right.

Oh?

I heard Rawlins
had its worst blizzard
in 20 years.

Well, that may be so,
but I made out all right.

- Lose many head?
- No, no.

I was able to get 'em
into a box canyon
before the worst of it.

Box canyon
in a blizzard?

You must have been pretty lucky
to be able to get 'em out
through the drifts...

before they starved
to death.

Yeah, I guess
I was lucky, at that.

I--
[ Blows ]

Well, I-- I gotta get back.
Nice meeting you.

Same here.

[ Door Opens ]

Well, been nice talking
to you, Elizabeth.

Sure do admire
that flower bonnet.

Your aunt's gonna be
right proud of it.Thank you.

Lotte. You haven't
a thing to worry about.

Your Jed couldn't have
picked a better wife.

Did you have
a nice walk?Yes.

Did you have
a nice walk?

Nice enough,
considering.

I had company
while you were gone.

That pretty girl up ahead--
Lotte Haines.

She's a newlywed.

Yes, I know.
I was just talking
to her husband.

You must have had
a lot to talk about.
He's cattle rancher too.

We managed
a conversation.

But whatever Jed Haines is,
he's no cattleman.

That's five dollars
you've taken off me.

Uh, I reckon
it's about time then.Time for what, friend?

Time for you to suggest
raising the stakes.

Say, are you
a mind reader too?

I was about to make
that very suggestion myself.

- Is that a fact?
- Well, sure.

As long as you're skunkin' me,
you gotta give me a chance
to get even.

Somehow I've never heard
of a blackjack game
where everybody quit even.

Uh, dollar too rich
for your blood, friend?

I think I can handle it.

Could I have a king, please?I don't see why not.

I should have asked
for an ace.

Sorry, friend.
That's what I asked for.

[ Coin Clatters On Table ]

Seen a show
in a saloon one time.

Had a female
in fancy drawers
singing "Yankee Doodle"...

and kicking her leg
over her head.

Can you do that?[ Chuckles ]
No.

But it's the sort of talent
my recent audiences
would have appreciated.

Oh, she was good at it.

♪ Yankee Doodle went to town
riding on a pony ♪

That's when she
heisted up her leg.
Ooh!

Only one?Why, sure!

If she'd have
heisted up both of 'em,
she'd have fell on her face!

- Ooh-hoo! Ain't that
right, Charlie?
- [ Grunts ]

Must be good liquor.
You want this or not?

Yeah. Yeah. All right.
Uh, but make it light.

Sorry, friend.
You didn't make it.

Friend,
this may be your deck,

but I got the sudden feeling
it's my deal.

You're shivering, Lotte?
Huh?

Oh, I reckon Jack Frost
just poked me
in the ribs a bit.

I'll be all right.I'll build the fire up.

Oh, I got a shawl
in the valise.

I put it in before
you put all your shirts
and things in.

Here we go.

- I thought you told me
you didn't have a gun.
- No, I said I didn't wear one.

Well, it's the same thing.

Why didn't you tell me?

No need to.

[ Whistle Blows ]

Whoo-hoo!

[ Laughing ]
Hey! Hey, you!

What's the name of
the place I'm going to?
Slipped my mind.

Green River.Yeah, that's it.

It sounds like
a nice and peaceful place,
Green River.

Oh. I don't care
what it sounds like,

as long as it's got
horses need breaking.

- You ever seen
a wild mustang tamed?
- No, I haven't.

Ooh, it's like riding
a bad windstorm.

Mean critter keeps
buckin', sun fishin',

tryin' to twist out
from under that saddle
and get that man off his back.

[ Laughs ]
But that man is me, and I
ain't about to get off,

if I have to kill
that critter.

More he bucks,
more I lay into him,

till he's lathered pink.

Nose holes wide,
snortin' away,

screaming way back
in his throat.

Me stickin' to him!
[ Laughs ]

Tries to scrape me off
on a corral fence,

and I stripe him good,
till he's broke.

He's only a horse to be rode
like the rest of 'em.

That's when I climb down,
collect my money.

What happens to the horse?

Broke to saddle,
he don't mean nothin' to me.

Like an empty bottle--
don't mean nothin'.

- You see anything
interesting out there?
- Nope. Not a thing. Hit me.

Don't you think you'd better
look at your cards first?

- Oh, might as well.
Find out what I need.
- What you need is a seven.

I think my luck's
beginning to change.
What do you think, friend?

I think I'd better
be careful.

[ Whistle Blowing ]

[ Horse Nickers ]

Still no sign of it, Pa.Keep watchin'.

I will, after
I have some coffee.

That wind's
mighty fierce
up there, Pa.

Suppose that old train's
running late? It'll get here.

Thank you.

Sure would be a shame
if anything happened now.

- It'll get here.
- Must be near an hour.

We've been waitin'
for that train ever since
the night Lutie died.

Yeah, we'll give him
the same chance
he gave Lutie.

The way he done it.
The way he killed him.

Somethin'
I won't ever forget.

Won't none of us
forget this night.

Get back up on that hill.

Keep watchin' for the light.
When you see it, holler down.

We gotta be ready
for that train.

Jed, you asleep?

No.

Did you think I'd be scared
if I knew there was a gun
in the valise?

Is that why
you didn't tell me?[ Sighs ]

No, Lotte.
[ Chuckles ]

Reckon you just figured
it was none of my business.

Well, you reckoned wrong.
I just didn't think
it was important.

I bought it in Cheyenne
to use on the ranch.

What for?

Well--
[ Exhales ]
rattlesnakes.

Didn't your pa ever shoot
rattlesnakes back home?

No, I don't think
he ever did.

Anytime us kids see a
rattlesnake, we'd just tell Ma.
She'd whup it with a hoe handle.

[ Chuckling ]
Well.

Well, I'm not very fast
with a hoe handle.

You fast
with a gun, Jed?

Not especially.

Somebody's gonna have to have
a drink with me, and that's all
there is to it!

Come on, Charlie.
Have a little snort.
Won't kill you.

No, thanks.

You haven't had a drink
since we've been on here.

That ain't
even human.That's Charlie.

Come on. Take a swig.
Make a man outta you!

Keep that stinking
bottle out of my face!
I said I don't want a drink!

Well, all right, Charlie.
Heck! Just tryin'
to be friendly.

Ain't that right, honey?
Wasn't I just trying
to be friendly?

- That's the way
it looked to me.
- Why, sure!

Doggone it, I'm the
friendliest horse fighter
this side of the Missouri.

Why, everybody loves
old Buster.

Tell me some more stories
about the horses you've tamed.
I-I'm fascinated.

Don't you love
old Buster just a bitty,
bitty "wittens"?

Evvy?

- I think you'd better
change your seat.
- Nah, Charlie.

Evangeline
don't want to move.

- I think she does.
Please let her go.
- Charles.

- Let her go!
- Whoa now, Charlie!

Hold on just a minute.

I like you fine.
Maybe she don't,
but I do.

I ain't got nothin'
against you, so I'd hate to
smear you all over the floor.

But that's what I'll have to do
if you try to give me orders.

Come on, Evvy.
We can sit back there.

She's sittin'
where she's sittin'.

The lady happens
to enjoy my company.

The lady happens
to be my wife!

[ Chuckles ]
Did I hear you right?

This lady?
This one here?

- She's your wife?
- That's right.

And I think she's had
enough of your company.

She said you was
her manager.Why, he is.

He's both, unfortunately.

Evvy, I want you
to change your seat.

Why in the bone-breaking world
didn't you say something then?
Why'd you wait so long?

Evvy, please get up.

No, Charlie.
I'd rather sit here.

[ Laughing ]
Well, now, doggone it,
Charlie.

What are you gonna
do about that, huh?

What are you gonna do?

Excuse me. Excuse you?

Charlie, don't
run off like that.
She's your wife.

Only a yellow belly
would run off and leave
his wife to another man.

Get your foot
out of the way.

No, Charlie.
Me and you gotta tussle.
[ Laughing ]

Okay, now. Come on.
Lay into me!

Show you ain't scared
of ol' Buster. Come on.

Give me--
Give me a little jab
on the chin right here.

Go on, Charlie.
Show these good people
you ain't no low--

Oh, now, stop it!
Let him go!

See what you did?
You scared him off!
Hey, Charlie! Come back here!

We ain't tussled yet!
[ Laughing ]

[ Door Closes ][ Sighs ]

Well, why didn't you
stop it?

It wasn't my concern.

Well, you could've
done somethin'.What for?

Why, somebody could
have gotten hurt.

Don't you care?

You just sat there.
You just plain sat there.

[ Whistle Blowing ]

Oh. Drunken cowboys.

I've seen a lot of 'em
in my time.

And yellow bellies?

Have you seen
many of us?

Pardon me, sir.

[ Groans ]

Well, a man might
have a good reason
for not fighting.

That doesn't make him
any less of a man.

The bully boys can
always find a reason,

especially when whiskey's
doing the thinking for them.

You think that's why
I didn't fight him,
because he was drunk?

No. I'd say it was
because you didn't want
to embarrass your wife.

Well, Evvy's not that way.
Not really.

What she's doing is
getting back at me through him.
It's not his fault.

The thing is, with Evvy,
she's an actress.

Yes, I know. My niece
recognized her from a picture
in front of the theater.

- Oh, you didn't happen to see
the show tonight, did you?
- No, we didn't.

Well, at least I won't have to
apologize for that.

I'm Charles Neeley,
by the way.

Clay Grainger.My pleasure, sir.

Do you know the play
The Miller's Revenge?

No, I'm not familiar
with that one.

Well, the climax
of this so-called drama...

depends on a piece
of rather complicated machinery,

which somehow didn't
get to Cheyenne in time
for the performance.

But you performed anyway?

Oh, yes.

In the grand old tradition
of "the show must go on because
the actors must be paid,"

we tried to improvise
an ending.

[ Chuckles ]

It's positively amazing
how the audience
anticipated our failure.

Well, Evvy got pelted
with rotten tomatoes.

Well, I can see how
that might upset her.

You see, Evvy has
a lot of ambition.

She's always had her eye set
on New York City, but, well,

somehow she just
never made it.

She has talent.

She's a very good
light comedy performer.
Very good.

But unfortunately,
The Miller's Revenge
is not a good light comedy.

It's not even
a good cheap melodrama.

I wish she'd retire.

I think we should both
call it quits and stop
traipsing around the country.

Listen to me--

going on and on, and...

I haven't even mentioned
the thing that hurts the most.

I left the company
stranded in Cheyenne.

All those players
without a cent of money.

How could I do
a thing like that?

Well, you could
still go back.

Not without Evvy, I can't.

Pa. Pa.

You see it?
You see the train?No, I think I heard it.

Wind's blowing this direction.
I'm pretty sure, Pa.
Listen now. Listen!

[ Wind Whistling ]

- [ Train Whistle Blowing ]
- What'd I tell you?

It's comin'.

It's coming!
Get on your horses
and get ready!

We'll get him, Pa.

We'll get him.

Jed?Yeah.

Jed, I ain't
never lied to you.
Not once.

I mean, I told you that--
I told you all my secrets
straight off.

- Well, there weren't many.
- You ain't told me
hardly anything.

We gotta trust each other,
Jed, else how we gonna
live together?

- How can we be man and wife?
- Well, Lotte, we are
man and wife.

Well, maybe
by the preacher's say-so
and in the eyes of the law,

but not to my way
of lookin' at it.

Well, what is your way
of lookin' at it?

- Well, we ain't
bedded together.
- No.

Well, then we
ain't rightly married
in the eyes of the Lord.

Where did you get
a notion like that?

Well, I don't know much,
I know, but I do know
what's right.

Then as long
as we're sitting here
riding on the train,

according to you,
we're not rightfully married.

I ain't trying to
get out of it, Jed.

I want to be your wife.

All I'm saying is,
it ain't right for you
to hide things from me.

Not even your feelings.

You gotta be more open
with me, Jed. It just
can't be any other way.

If I thought it was
gonna be any other way,

I'd just have to get off
the train at the next stop
and just go back to my folks,

and that'd be
the end of it-- of us.

[ Chuckles ]

Oh, Lotte.

You're talkin'
mighty serious.

Well, I am serious.

Back there in the cabin,
you were just a smile
and a laugh.

Seemed like
getting married was just
about the funniest thing...

that ever happened to you.

Preacher said,
"Kiss the bride,"

and you were just
giggling so much there,
I almost couldn't.

[ Chuckles ]
I ain't always flighty.

[ Sniffles ]Guess not.

I can be sharp.
I got a terrible temper.

Oh, that's--
that's awful hard
for me to believe.

Jed, I ain't the woman
you thought you married.

I just look like her.

Well, that's pretty good
by itself.

[ Chuckles ]I thought
I knew you too.

I guess I don't.

I don't know you,
do I, Jed Haines?

Tell me.
Tell me who you are.

[ Whistle Blowing ]

[ Snoring ]

Evvy can't stand
to hear anyone snore.

It reminds her
of matinee performances.

I'm sorry.
You were saying something
about Edwin Booth?

Oh. Well, just that
I'd seen him years ago
in Texas in Othello.

Why, yes! That was one
of my companies.

Before I met Evvy,
I managed tours
for the Booths--

Oh?Edwin, Junius Brutus
and John Wilkes.

Before his final tragedy.

Yes, sir. Shakespeare
was my specialty.

Well, if you
don't mind my asking,
why'd you give it up?

Well, Evvy
couldn't play it.

But then Evangeline Madden
didn't have to do Shakespeare.

People came to see her
in anything... for a while.

[ Snoring Continues ]

Excuse me.

Well, you can
see for yourself
the stove is lit.

It just doesn't seem
to give out much heat
at this time of the year.

When does it throw out heat,
in the summertime?

Yes, ma'am?[ Chuckles ]

I need my wrapper.
There's one in my trunk
in the baggage car.

Could you get it for me?

Ordinarily, I don't go
into the baggage car
when the train is moving.

Then I'll get it.No, no, no, no, no.
I'll get it for you.

You stay here
and keep warm by the fire.

Evvy.

I want to talk to you.

I think we made
a big mistake,
both of us.

We should get off
at the next stop.Get off? Whatever for?

- So that we could
rejoin the company.
- In Cheyenne?

Well, look, we just can't
leave those people behind
without a thought.

Do you have money to pay
for the train tickets?We could raise the money.

We could give
another performance.You must be mad.

If we even tried it,
we'd be tarred
and feathered.

Well, the equipment
will surely be there
tomorrow.

We could put on
the show properly,
with all the effects.

No, Charlie.

One performance!No!

Think of the actors.Think of me!

I can't
go through that again.
I-- I'm sorry.

You can get off,
if you want to.

Evvy.

Don't sit with that cowboy.

I'll sit where I choose.

What you lookin' for
out there?A bridge.

The Clearwater Trestle?Mm-hmm.

What for?I want to see it.

Well, it ain't nothin' to see,
even in the daytime.

[ Whistle Blowing ]

Yeah. Yeah.
This is it.

Up!Hey, come on, Corey.

Get up.

Listen, everybody.
I'm gonna stop this train
in about one minute.

I'm gonna pull the emergency
cord, and we're all gonna come
to a screeching halt.

Now, just sit in your seats
and stay put.

Sorry, friend,
but at least I won't
be taking your money.

- This is a holdup?
- No, ma'am.

- Why do you wanna
stop the train?
- I'm takin' somebody off.

Mr. Floyd! Buster!What? What?
What's goin' on?

Easy, friend!
Now, just stay put.

You too, lady.

Where's your husband?He went forward.

All right.

Now, you're all gonna
be perfectly safe as long
as you don't interfere.

This is the man I want.

Jed? Well, what do
you want Jed for?

I had two brothers.

Now I've only got one,

and he's waitin' out there
with my pa for the man
who killed Lutie.

This man.

There must be
some mistake.

It's no mistake,
Judge Haker.

Judge Haker?
A court judge?

No. He's a gunfighter.

They just called him "Judge"
'cause of all the death
sentences he handed out.

Judge Haker killed
more than 50 men.

His name is Haines!
Jed Haines!

Tell them, Jed!
Tell them who you are!

Brace yourselves.

I'm stoppin' the train...
now!

[ Whistle Blows ]

Everybody stay
right where you are.

Train's stopped
up ahead.

Let's go. Hyah!

You, Haker!
Sit back and keep your hands
where I can see 'em.

Elizabeth?

Now, don't get excited, friends.
Everybody's all right.

- No, everybody's not all right.
This girl is hurt.
- I'm sorry.

I just bumped my head.Yeah, on the seat.

Jim, see if you
can find my bag.

There should be
a clean handkerchief
in there.

And get some water
for a compress.

Uncle, what's going on?
What is it?It'll be all right, honey.

From the looks of things,
I'd say there's gonna
be a hangin'.

[ Corey ]
I call it justice.

This killer is finally
gonna catch up with a rope.

I nearly got brained
by a shipping crate.

That darn fool cowboy
could have killed the lot--Shh. It was not the cowboy.

Now, just get us
out of here.
Signal the engineer.

Someone's got a lot
of explaining to do.Just get us out of here!

I don't know what's goin' on,
but I sure wish he'd
make up his mind.

We're moving!

Easy, friend! Now, easy.
Get your hands over your head.
Don't make a move.

I sure never thought
I'd meet Judge Haker.

Why, you're about
the best gun hand in the whole
territory of Wyoming!

Why, Judge Haker
killed more men
than a mule has ticks,

and he got paid
for it too.

This here's a real
professional, Charlie,
and you just saved his neck!

What kind of horseplay
is this?

This is who stopped the train.
You better turn him over to
the sheriff at the next stop.

There won't be
any sheriff
at the next stop.

You won this hand, friend,
but I'm still gonna
take the pot.

This train's going
full speed.

No horse can keep up
with it very long.

True, but in just about
30 minutes, this train's
gonna come to a full stop,

and there's nothin'
you can do about it.

- A full stop? For what?
- Water, friend.

Just plain water.

- He's right. We'll be
stopping at Keeley Pass.
- Well, do you have to stop?

If we don't take on a full
load of water, we'll never
make it through the pass,

so one way or the other,
we've got to stop.

That's what you won,
friend-- 30 minutes.

Spend it any way
you like.

But that rope is still
waitin' for Judge Haker.

[ Jim ]
All right, now. Move.

Easy, friend.
Now, let's move
to the back.

It's no use, friend.
I know how the game's
gonna come out.

We're not using your
marked deck now, friend.
We still have a chance.

If we can get to that
tank stop and fill up fast,

we can move out before
your people catch up.

Would you like to make
a little side bet?

With those odds,
I can't lose.

-What if you don't take him off?
-Then they'll come on
and get him!

Pa wants Judge Haker.
He wants him bad.

I'd hate to be in Pa's way
when he wants something.

Is it true, Jed?

Is what true?

Did you kill 50 men?

No.

I remember Judge Haker.

When the big ranchers
were losing their cattle
to the rustlers,

they sent for him
and they looked the other way.

Nobody knows how many
he may have killed. I know of one.

He was only a boy,
just barely turned 19.

Judge Haker was waitin'
for him one night...

when he was riding home
from Wednesday church meeting
with his little brother.

My pa swore then
to see Judge Haker hang.

If the law wouldn't do it,
we'd do it ourselves.

You had to be a big hero!
Now what are we gonna do?

There's only
one thing we can do
that makes any sense.

If they catch up,
we turn him over.

- That's the one thing
we can't do.
- He's Judge Haker!

He'd just soon
kill a man as look at him.
If it's him or us, I say him!

If it's a question
of saving our lives,
there's no choice.

Evvy, just stay out of it.

That's fine advice
coming from you.

Mr. Patrick, you think we'll
be at the water tank...

long enough for those men
to catch up?

The boiler's nearly empty.
I-It'll take a while
to fill her.

They're ridin'
good, fast horses.

We'll just be
sitting there waitin'.

Be a whole lot better
for your womenfolk if you let me
take him off without trouble.

How many, Jed?

How many
did you kill?Does it matter?

Doesn't it matter
to you?

They were cattle rustlers,
Lotte, outlaws.

Not all of 'em.
My brother wasn't.

You shot him down all the same,
without warning.

I always gave warning.
Always!

- I never shot a man
who didn't know why!
- One.

Only one,
and he was a boy!

What was his name, your brother,
the one you say I killed?

Lutie. Luther Dormer.

Happened near Wolf Creek Bridge,
about five miles south
of Miloville.

Luther?
You say Luther Dormer?

Have you killed so many
you can't remember one?I remember them all.

And Lutie?
Do you remember killing him?

- Yes.
- There! You hear that?

He admitted
killing the boy!
That's out-and-out murder.

Then let him
be tried in a courtroom
by a judge and jury.

We ain't got time
for no courtroom.

They gonna be on our back
as soon as we stop for water.

We know what they want, so let's
don't give 'em an argument.
Let's give 'em Judge Haker.

You're mighty free
with somebody else's neck,
friend.

A little while ago,
you was pattin' him
on his back.

This man is
a cold-blooded killer.

I don't see what all
the fuss is about.Evvy!

Well, I don't.

If that makes me
sound cold-blooded,
I'm sorry.

- But 50 men!
- There wasn't that many.

- Some say more.
- Some say that I breathe fire,
and that's not so either.

Oh, now, don't start up!

Now, I've been accused of
a lot of things I didn't do.

A man kills his neighbor
in a fight over a calf.

Well, it was very easy
to put the blame
on Judge Haker.

I would have had to
have been twins 20 times over...

to get around
as fast as they claimed I did.

No, no, it wasn't 50.

Lotte, dangerous men
were taking over this part
of the country.

They were
stealing the cattle,
bringing ruin to the land.

Somebody had to put
the fear into them,
and they called on me.

Who did, Jed?
Who paid you to kill?

Well, ask Mr. Grainger.
He's one of 'em.

Him and his
cattlemen's association.He never hired you.

He knows some who did.

I knew some desperate men
who were being ruined,

wiped out by rustlers.

And they came to me.

They should have
gone to the law. The law?

[ Scoffs ] I've been
in towns where the sheriff
was the worst of the lot,

and even more towns
where there wasn't
any law at all!

Now, I was needed,
Mr. Grainger.
I was necessary.

There were other ways
to deal with rustlers.

Slow ways,

in a time when nobody
could afford to wait.

Or maybe
you can't remember,
Mr. Grainger,

when cattle thieves were
worse than summer droughts
and winter blizzards.

I remember it well,

and I also recall advising
the cattlemen's association...

to have nothing to do with you
and your quick remedies.

[ Scoffs ]

You know,
there was a time...

when I was welcomed
into the finest homes
in the territory.

The ranchers were glad to
have me on their side, fighting
for them, destroying the enemy.

I was a mercenary,
a soldier for hire.

But you know,
the army's soldiers--

they get a pension
when their job is done.

They get medals.
They get thanks.

But the men that hired me--
They didn't want to be reminded
of what I'd done for them.

How many?

They didn't want me
in their towns.

I had blood on my hands.
Their hands were clean!

I killed.

I killed.
I killed for them.

How many, Jed?

How many did you kill?

Seven.

There were seven of them.

Is that all?
You only killed seven?

[ Scoffs ]

"Only"?

Only seven.

Lotte.

There was a time that
I couldn't close my eyes
but I'd see their faces,

color of their eyes,
the shape of their hats,

the way they fell,
the way they bled.

I killed the same...

seven men
over and over again
till I met you, Lotte.

Till I met you, Lotte,
I'd wake up to the sound
of their voices...

and... their names.
[ Exhales ]

[ Sighs ]
I-- I knew them all...

except one.

Well, now I know his.

- Luther Dormer.
- Lutie. Lutie!

Sit down!
Now, you stay there.

You just heard him say
he killed seven men.

And I heard you say
he killed 50.

You don't understand.
If it was one!

If he only killed one,
and that one's name
was Luther Dormer,

my pa would still
be comin' with a rope
for his neck...

and a bullet for whoever
gets in his way!

You willing to die
for this killer?

If he had any decency,
he'd spare us the trouble
and give himself up.

[ Charles ]
Would you?

I'm not a man.

Well, what does that
have to do with it?

You're asking him to die,
not bear a child.
Well, we all die.

How many favor
turning him over?

Normally, I'd be
the first one to say no,

but the way things are--

What about you, Charlie?What about me?

Put up your hand.

I don't want
to put up my hand.

Do you want to
get us all killed?

Evvy, I don't want to
see anybody killed.

I agree
with Mr. Grainger.

We can't hand him over.
It's wrong.

Well, in case anybody's
counting, that's three for
and three against.

You know how I stand.

Your vote doesn't count. [ Buster ]
Yes, it does.

He's on the train,
same as the rest of us.

That's four to three
in favor of handing him over.

You forgot about me.
That makes it four even.

[ Exhales ]

How do you vote, Lotte?

You shouldn't have
lied to me, Jed.

You should have
told me the truth.

No, I didn't lie.

Only about my name
and the gun.

So, Lotte,
I do have a ranch.

It's a small place
outside of Rawlins.

I don't know nothin'
about ranchin', really,
but I--

I thought maybe
it'd be something that we
could learn together.

And how did you
pay for it?

Where did you
get your money?I earned it.

Not telling me, Jed--
That was the same as lying.

Making me think you
were kind and gentle,
sweet and loving.

It was all lies.

Is that your vote?

This isn't something
we can vote on.

We haven't the right
to judge this man.

Did he have the right
to kill my brother?
Answer me that.

Well, I can't.
None of us can.

We're slowing down.
It's Keeley Pass.

[ Whistle Blows ]

All right.
Let's give her a drink.

We could get off.
We could hide.

Where?
And for how long?

[ Jim ]
We'd have to take him with us.
We couldn't leave him here.

We're better off
if we stick together.

We go running off
into the night, we're
bound to draw their fire.

Pull down the shades!
We're sitting ducks.

I say we leave one shade up,
sit Judge Haker in front of the
window where they can see him.

Why don't you go outside?
Maybe they'll let you
take a shot at him.

Boy, you talkin' like
you want to get killed!
Well, I don't!

They're not here yet.
We still have a chance.

[ Bell Tolls ]

[ Tolls ]

[ Tolls ]

[ Tolls ]

[ Tolls ]

[ Tolls ]

[ Tolls ]

We made it!

Well, get going!
Let's get out of here!

[ Hooves Clopping ]

You lose, friend.Hold it.

Watch him close.
He's liable
to try anything.

Corey?
You all right, Son?

Yeah, Pa! I'm fine!
But they kind of got
the drop on me!

Get the engineer
and the fireman
out of that cab!

Make sure they ain't going
anywhere this time.Right. Huh! Hyah!

All right, out.
Let's go.

What's the matter?
What happened?Come on. Let's get out.

The railroad's gonna
hear about this!

What's his name?Pa?

Lute Dormer.
Same as Lutie.

Mr. Dormer?

I'm Clay Grainger.
Shiloh Ranch, Medicine Bow.
I'm a passenger on the train.

- I'd like to talk to you.
- We didn't come here to talk.

Now, you telling me
why we come?

Maybe he didn't
hear you.He heard.

Pa don't take
to being rushed.

You tell him.

Hey, Pa? Maybe you
oughta talk to him!

- You're not goin' out there?
- You stay with him.
Keep him here.

Mr. Grainger,
I don't like it.

I don't like it either.
That's the way it is.

Dormer?

Clay Grainger.

My son Lad.

I met your other son
inside-- Corey.

- I sort of thought he'd
come out here with you.
- No. No, he can't do that.

- Does that mean
you're holding him?
- For the time being.

You got no right.
We done nothing to you.

We don't even care
about the rest of ya.
All we want is Judge Haker.

Pa, they got Corey,

but we got him!

Yeah. That's right.

We have.

- What's going on out there?
- They turned their guns on him.

Let me take him out
before something happens.
I know Pa.

Jed, no!
He's got a gun!

All right.
Wait a minute.

I can't let you
do it that way, Jed.

Then I'll have to do it
another way.

Would you keep this
till I get back?Yes, certainly.

Back from where?
Where do you think
you're going? Now, look--

Let him go!
He's the one they want.
It's only right.

Haker!

Mr. Dormer.

I believe you want
to see me.

Who's he?It's him, Pa.

It's Judge Haker.Hold it, Laddie!

He's the one, Pa.

Let's talk about this,
Dormer.

Did you?
Did you kill my boy?

- Yes.
- Then there's nothing
to talk about.

Laddie. Get the rope
from my saddle horn.Now, wait a minute.

He came out of his own
free will. Why don't you
hear what he has to say?

He killed Lutie!
What more is there?

- Laddie was there. He saw it!
- Saw what?

Saw you kill.
Saw you ride out of the dark
and call Lutie's name.

Then you told him yours
and shot him off his horse.

- Why? Why'd I kill him?
- For no reason!

I was huntin' rustlers.
You know that.

Even Lutie knew it.My boy never stole nothin'
in his life!

After Judge Haker said
his name, what did he do?
Did he draw?

He's a gunfighter.
He's fast.
He didn't have to draw.

- Then your brother drew first?
- He was facing a killer.

Judge Haker gunned down
near a hundred men,
and Lutie knew it!

He made Lutie draw.
All Judge Haker had to do
was say his name.

I said two names--
mine and the boy that
I was looking for.

Then you killed him,
just like you meant to.

- I meant to talk, not to kill.
- Talk? Judge Haker?

About some cattle
that was missing.

Only a few head,
but the ranchers got panicky
and they sent for me.

But I knew that it wasn't
rustlers, not the kind
they thought it was.

- Now what's he talking about?
- [ Haker ] Mr. Grainger.

On the train I said that
I knew the name of every man
that I'd killed except one.

Which one was that?The last one--
Luther Dormer.

- If I didn't know his name,
how could I call it out?
- You called it! I heard you!

There were two boys.

I called a name,
but it wasn't Luther.

It was Lad.

What's that?No, Pa. It was Lutie.
It was Lutie he wanted!

Lad Dormer.
I said who I was and then
I called out that name.

And your brother drew on me,
protecting you.

Laddie? I never meant to kill him.

All I wanted to do
was to talk, but he drew.

I was faster, so he died.

Laddie,
you tell me straight.

I only done it for you, Pa.

That's the only reason
I took those steers.

Those were hard times.

You was sellin' off
the herd.

I wanted to help
the only way I could.

What about Lutie?

He didn't have nothin'
to do with it, Pa.

I'd only told him
that night.

That's why he thought
Judge Haker came to kill me.

That's why he drew on him.

That's why Lutie's dead.

But he done it, Pa.

He killed him,
and it was murder!

It was my name
that killed your son.

The sound of it
put a gun in his hand.

That's why I changed it.

I never killed again.

Hmm.

Why didn't you stop sooner?
Lutie'd be alive.

I thought about it.

There was a time
when I couldn't think
of anything else.

We've got to see that
it never happens again,

- that other Judge Hakers don't
spring up to take his place.
- How?

By seeing that he's
tried in a court of law,
not at the end of a rope,

by making the facts known.

Who's gonna testify?

The ranchers who paid him will,
if the cattlemen's association
forces the issue.

Lutie shouldn't
have died that way.

Haker's right.

It was his reputation
that killed Lutie.

It was everything
the ranchers paid for
and got.

But never again.
Never.

You ain't gonna
listen to him, Pa!Shut up, Laddie!

Just shut up, Son.

Lotte?

If I stand trial
for killing the boy,

will that prove
anything to you?

Corey!
Come on out here, Son!

It's all right, Jim!
Let him come out.

Hey, you forgot something.

Here you are, friend.

You keep playing cards
the way you do,
you're gonna need that.

Thanks, friend.

[ Whistle Blows ]

[ Brakes Screeching ]

Medicine Bow!

Watch your step,
please.

Be careful
of the hatboxes.

Are you sure
we have everything?Oh, yeah. We got everything.

Patrick.Yes, sir.

Wait inside for the train
back to your folks.

Should be along in--
in an hour or so.

Well, good-bye, Lotte.

I just--

I wish things had
worked out different...

for both of us.

Hey, hey!
Mr. Grainger!
Wait up!

Listen, uh-- I hear you got
a great little ol' spread
there called Shiloh Ranch,

and, uh, if you're lookin'
for a first-rate horse fighter,
I'm your man.

I thought you were headed
for Green River.

Well, no reason to go way
out there when I can just
as leave work for you folks,

seeing how we're all
such good friends and all.

Good friends, huh?

If you aren't careful,
Mr. Floyd, you're gonna
miss your train.

Does that mean
I don't get the job?

Have a nice trip.

Well,
doggone it anyway!
[ Laughs ]

What are you doing
out there?

I'm waiting for a train.
What does it look
like I'm doing?

You can't be serious about
going back to Cheyenne?

I've never been
more serious in my life.

But why? You can't possibly
put on the play.

I'll be on my way
to San Francisco.

Well, that's perfectly
all right, Evvy.

Your understudy will be
just fine in the part.

My understudy?

Charlie, wait a minute.

My trunk.
You have to get it out
of the baggage car.

Are you sure you want
to do this, Evvy?

Because if you're not,
just forget it.

This is positively
my last production.

After one final
performance in Cheyenne,
I'm gonna call it quits.

And after that, all I
wanna do is sit by the fire
with my shoes off...

and doze over
a volume of Shakespeare.

Now, does that appeal
to you or not?

We'll talk about it
on the train... to Cheyenne.

My trunk.What about it?

It's on the train.

For Pete's sake, it is!
Hey, Conductor!

Conductor!

Mr. Grainger?

- I just want to thank you
for what you did for me.
- It's not quite over yet.

Jim will show you
where the sheriff's office is.

Bye.Bye.

Jed?

Jed, I'll wait
for you in town!

If you go to jail,
I'll wait for you
outside the door.

I'll wait forever
if I have to!
Only don't leave me.

Please, don't leave me.

Lotte.

That'd be a fool thing
for me to do,
now, wouldn't it?

[ Whistle Blows ]