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Darling, don't take this so much to heart.

It wasn't your fault. It could have happened to anyone.

They can't hold you responsible.

The fight game has always had its accidents just like any other sport.

How many times have I got to tell you it wasn't your fault?

Try telling that to Joe's widow.

Ask her whose fault it was.

She'll tell you all right. And the newspapers, try telling them.

Look at this and that.

Who's the killer there?

Two dead men in one year, and I killed them both.

It's no use, Paula. I'm quitting the ring. But, Mike, you're the champion.

It's what you've been working for these last five years.

You can't give it up now.

After all, you know the Board of Control will clear you.

It's no good, Paula.

I don't care whether they clear me or not.

No, let some other suck have the championship.

We'll go away anywhere.

Away from here and all this.

Did you say we?

Yes, we.

We'll get married by special license.

And when the inquest is over... Darling, don't keep talking about it. You're only

hurting yourself.

Where shall we go?

Canada.

To Michael Jakes.

He'll be glad to have me there.

He's always wanted me to join him.

Ever since I can remember, he's been riding and asking me to go.

Thank you very much. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

We'll head along and see the old man.

Okay, Sarge.

I think I've struck the biggest thing in these here parts. Just what I've been

looking for the last 20 years.

Take a look at that, Sarge.

Shucks, Jake, it's no use me looking at it. I wouldn't know about these things.

But if what you've been saying is true, then I reckon, Sarge, that old Jake here

has found a fortune.

I guess you're right.

There's plenty of characters around here who'd like to know about it.

You don't have to worry about me, Sarge. I'm the only man who knows where it's

located. When you boys get back from the geologist with the report, I'll await a

high point and register the claim.

Here, Sarge, it's all in the sack.

We'll be back at the post in a couple of days. Why don't you drop in for the

report? Yep, I will. So long, boys.

So long, Jake.

Adios, old timer.

Regan, take my horse around the stables.

Okay, Sarge. Come on.

Where you been?

I've been looking for you. Up on the right, boss.

Been doing a bit of scouting.

Scouting? What do you mean, scouting?

I'm not paying you to run around the section on my time.

But, boss, I want to tell you something.

A bit of news I think you'd like to hear.

Yeah? Yeah.

I just seen old Jake with the yellow stripes, and I think he's onto

something. He was showing them a piece of rock, then he puts it in a sack, and

they rode off with it.

He did, huh?

They were looking at that bit of stone mighty close.

And sniffing it, too.

I reckon old Jake must have stumbled on that oil he's always talking about.

Maybe.

Might have been oil-bearing shale at that.

Thing is, I wonder where he found it.

You say they took the samples with them?

Yeah.

That means they're going to have mass ate.

Probably at high point.

Well, he's got to register the claim first.

And to do that, you've got to do it in person.

If he's gonna do that boss, he must have some sort of plan and we're staked out.

Yeah, that's it I Wonder where the old buzzards got it stashed We could try his

cabin. Yeah, we could do that.

Come on

We was looking for you up on the ridge.

One of the boys said you'd struck oil.

Yes, I have.

I always said I would.

You all thought I was crazy.

Mad Jake, eh?

Who's mad now?

All of us, I reckon.

Look, Jake, we'd like to do a deal with you. How about it?

You would, eh?

That's right, Jake.

Fair shares for all.

It's probably on the company's land anyway.

That's just what it ate.

Don't mind him.

He only wishes it was him that had found it.

Tell you what.

You tell us where it is, we'll bring an assayer down and look it over.

What do you say?

Nothing doing.

Look here, Jake.

I'm willing to pay you well for an interest in your claim, but first I

gotta know where it is.

I've told you already, Walkers.

Nothing doing.

We've ways of making you tell us.

Oh, yeah?

Such as?

Take no notice of him.

He's a bit hasty-like.

Now let you and me get together and talk it over peaceful.

There ain't nothing to talk over. So you may as well scat the pair of you.

Think it over, old-timer.

It'll be easier this way.

That's right.

Think it over.

I wonder what them two crooks is going to hatch up now.

See that path up there? Well, just keep on walking till you come to the

clearing. That's Mad Jake's place.

Are you sure you haven't made a mistake?

I'd bless you know, Missy. I've been leaving Mad Jake's parcels for more

years than I care to remember.

Of course I'm sure.

Mad Jake?

Could that be your uncle?

Yes, it's a nickname, right? They call me Muscles.

Come on, let's go.

Guess we better get these things out.

See you next week with the provisions.

That's if you make it so long

Dammers, you better get Digger. Tell him to keep the old coot in his cabin.

Why, boss?

He can't stay far.

Says he can't make his claim, you knucklehead.

How's he gonna keep him there? I don't care how he does it. Just so long as he

does. Okay, leave it to me.

What are you doing here?

Don't say you're going to do some work. No, but you are.

Right up your street.

Walker's got a little job for you.

Well, let's have it. You've got to stop old Jake from leaving his cabin.

He said you know what to do.

What for?

Easier to rob him out.

And quicker.

The old man's got something Walker wants.

And it's better to keep him pinned down to his cabin. Well, if that's the way he

wants it, that's what he'll get.

Mike, wait a minute.

What's wrong, darling?

I'm tired.

It's these shoes. They weren't made for walking in the Canadian forest.

We haven't got much further to go. Take them off.

All right.

Mike.

Please.

How are you doing back there?

All right.

You'd better get on my back.

You've got enough to carry already.

Up you get.

Better?

Much.

There, there, Missy. No bones broken.

But that was the craziest way I've ever seen her walking around these forests.

Don't you know they're dangerous?

No, there's no sign up.

Ha! Did you hear that now? No sign.

I'm Mrs. Muscle's tan. And mighty pretty, too.

That's my husband.

Mike, come over here.

Time we check that 16-well section.

Should be cleared by now.

Uh-huh.

Lazy bunch of no-accounts. Where the hell are they?

Down the log road, boss.

I'll work over for this.

What are you doing wandering around these parts?

We're on our way to see my Uncle Jake. We arrived from England last week.

You mean mad, Jake?

Now, let's get this straight. You mean to say that you and the little lady have

come all the way from England to see crazy old Jake? What do you mean, crazy?

Easy, son, easy. Let me go.

You ain't going to get no way with that sort of thing. Listen, that's Michael

you're talking about. I'm a little bit touchy how folks talk about my

relations. And that goes for everyone here.

No harm meant and none taken, I'm sure.

But that's the way we know him. He's always been known as Crazy Old Jake.

Perhaps it's to do with his oil wells or something.

I told you to clear the 16 Royal.

You're not paid for standing around. Now get back.

It's these two kids, boss. They were nearly killed.

We had a runaway stick. All right, break it up. Get back on the job. We've lost

enough time.

Okay, boss, but they want to get up to old Jake's cabin and they got no horses.

Old Jake's, eh?

We'll see that they get there.

Danvers here can run them down there.

Right, you and your husband come up with me to the clearing.

All right, Danvers.

They're not to each Jake's.

Get rid of them, but do it right.

I don't get it, boss.

What harm can they do to us?

They'll get it. Big fella's the old man's nephew.

One from the old country, the one he's always gabbing about.

That means one more to help the old buzzard. Do as I say.

Take them up by way of the bluff.

When you get to the mudskid, lock the wheel over and jump clear.

Okay? Okay, boss.

Okay, break it up.

Come on, you two. The truck's over there.

You'll have to hang on tight. It's pretty rough going. And you're liable to

be bumped off.

Don't worry. As long as we get there.

I just see what that maniac's doing.

What are you doing with that steering?

You trying to kill us? Get back, you fool!

It's all right now, darling. You're safe.

What do you mean, safe?

Well, that chap tried to fix a steering so the lorry would go crashing over the

cliff. You mean it wasn't an accident?

I should say not. He tried to kill us.

Do you think it's anything to do with your Uncle Jake?

It can't be. They're laughing too much to take him seriously.

I know.

But that story about his oil discovery, it could be true.

And oil is a pretty important thing to find anywhere.

You might be right, Paula.

To think that they wouldn't stop at murder to prevent us getting to him.

We'd better be going.

When I think of all my lovely dresses and that new scarf you gave me, all

gone. I'm afraid you've had those.

I know, but I can't help thinking about them.

Look, darling, that's my case down there.

Do you think you can get it?

I'll reach it, all right.

Can you reach it? I've got it.

Just as you wanted, boss.

No trouble, huh?

No, not a bit.

Over the top, clean as a whistle.

Now listen, we've got to fix up something to tell the boys.

You dirty, murdering jackal!

Come out and let me see you!

Go on! Come out like a man, you lily-livered son of Satan!

Get back in there!

Come on! Come out!

That should fool them.

with those two youngsters.

Take the jeep, get some tackle, and we'll follow as soon as we can.

Hurry!

Come on, you guys, let's go!

How come you're here, Danvers?

I nearly wasn't.

I felt the steering go and yelled to the kids at the back to jump clear.

They were skylocking about and couldn't have hurt me.

I only just managed to save myself.

I wish I could have done more.

Yeah, that'll be the day. Why, you... Hold it, you two. Cut that out.

Come on, let's do something.

There it is down there.

Hey, Butch, you bring a rope and a spade.

Come on, let's go.

Hey, Goldie.

What's up?

Look, in here.

Look. Through there. Look, see?

So it wasn't an accident, that dirty murdering swine.

Listen, Butch, not a word of this to anyone.

Tomorrow, I'll go into High Point and see Platt.

This is Mountie's business.

Yeah, I know, but what about those two guys up there?

They don't know anything yet.

Just keep your mouth shut.

This is strictly for us, do you hear?

And that goes for all of you.

I hope you was right when you said there was no slip-up.

No, boss. I told you, everything went just right.

Ah, shut up.

Well, Goldie, what did you find?

Not much, boss.

It ain't worth salvaging.

Two youngsters?

Well, we need some big tackle to turn the crate over.

I think they must be under it.

In any case, they couldn't have lived through that.

I reckon we'll have to come back with some more men to finish the job.

Next time, I'll hit you!

Get back!

Mike, are you all right? Sure, I'm fine. Hold him, son. Hold him. This must be

Uncle Jake.

No.

Can't be.

Well, I'll be done, God.

Blast my hide if it ain't Lucy's boy.

That's right, Uncle Jake. I'm your nephew, Mike. And this is my wife,

Paula. Hello, Uncle Jake. Glad to know you, Paula.

And you too, son.

But don't tell me you've come all the way from the old country to visit me.

We sure have, Uncle Jake. We've come to start life afresh in Canada.

It looks like we just landed on time. Say, are things always as rough as this?

Well, there are good reasons, son.

Mighty good reasons.

Yes, sir.

Count up this guy somewhere.

Yeah, bring him into the cabin.

Come along, Paula.

Give me some cold water. That'll bring him round.

Okay, son.

What are you going to do to him?

Make him talk. What else?

Now you gonna talk or fight?

Mike!

You come along with me, my dear. You're all in.

I guess you'd like to freshen up some, Paul.

Well, you can have my bunk.

It ain't much, I know, but there's some water in a jug and a basin there.

Thanks, I'll manage.

Tell me, what happened to you and Muscles?

And where's the rest of your luggage?

Oh, Uncle, it was awful.

First we were nearly killed by a tree flying through the air.

Then a man called Danvers tried to kill us.

Danvers tried to kill you? Why?

When we said we were coming to see you, he offered us a lift in his truck.

Then he deliberately wedged the wheel and sent the truck over the cliff.

He doesn't know we jumped clear.

Don't worry anymore.

You're safe now.

It seems my nephew knows how to take care of his wife.

He certainly does.

What was that for, Uncle?

I'm sorry, Moses.

But after all Paula said about what you two had gone through, I fairly couldn't

stop myself.

Guess he won't trouble us for a while.

Let's have some grub.

Should the essay show the traces I think it should, I've struck oil.

Sergeant Platt may be here any day now with the report.

That means all we have to do is register the claim.

And you being here now, muscles, I don't need to go myself.

You can go and register it for me as my partner.

How about some shut-eye?

That's a good idea, Uncle. You take the first turn. I'll keep an eye on that

coyote. Here, take hold of these.

That corner's not a bad spot.

Suits me, but do you think he'll be all right?

He's still out cold.

Wake up. Wake up. He's gone. What do you mean gone? Who's gone? Digger.

Come on, snap out of it. Oh, I'm sorry, Uncle.

He's gone to Walker's. You can bet your boots on that. I'll go after him now.

That ain't no good, son. He knows this country like an old bear. He's got a

flying start.

You'll never find him.

Mike, what's happening? I heard you both talking out here. Well, Digger's

escaped. That means we've got to act mighty quick. There's only one thing for

it, son.

You've got to register my claim pronto.

Anything you say, Uncle? You go and dress yourself, Paul, and you too. And

don't take too long.

You should find the Mounties up at the post.

Tell them all that's been happening here.

You've got a head start of him. Digger can't have reached him yet.

Remember what I told you, son. Keep right on top of the ridge until you

reach the place where the track crosses the log road.

Then be careful there because it's treacherous. Keep your eyes wide open.

Then when you hit the dust road at the bottom, take the right fork into high

point. Leave it to me, Uncle Jake. I won't let you down.

Bye, Mike.

Goodbye, sir. Snap out of it.

And good luck.

This will cost you plenty, Walkers.

Cost me plenty?

What do you mean?

What happened to you? Skip that.

I got some information to sell. And it'll cost you plenty.

Information about what?

The old buzzard's nephew.

He was killed at Mud Skid.

Everybody knows that.

Who are you kidding?

I know you tried to kill him.

What do you mean?

He's alive?

Where? That's what you're gonna pay for.

Why, you dirty double-crossing rat!

What did you say you were selling?

I did as you told me, boss.

I kept the old man pinned down in his cabin.

Twice he tried to get out and I scared him off with a gun.

All of a sudden, the big guy pounced on me from behind and beats me up. It was

old Jake's nephew.

You bungling halfwit.

You better go back there and do a good job this time.

There's no use going back, boss. The boy's on his way to High Point.

Now, listen, Digger.

This is your chance.

He's sure to try and cross the river by Bentree Portage.

You can catch him there.

Now, no mistakes this time.

Meanwhile, I'll nail the old guy up in his cabin.

Now go on get moving Come here

That'll do, fella. You ain't going anywhere.

Oh, it's you again.

Yeah, it's me again. And there's going to be no mistake this time. Hand over

that map and claim. What map?

It's stolen.

Every claim has a map.

And I'm kind of light on the trigger.

Hand them over.

Come and get it.

Back up there.

Back up. Keep going. I'm not kidding.

Yeah. Keep going.

Can't get over that Assayer's face. You'd have thought this was gold-bearing

instead of just a piece of rock. What a break for old Jake. Yep. He's annoying,

old cuss.

Get it, Red?

Not a word to anyone.

I'll get the matters to take a look at the truck when I go back to the post to

see Platt.

Okay, Goldie.

I'll get back to the site.

So long.

If you left it a couple of hours later, you'd have missed us.

As it is, we've got to go around by the Indian village.

Yeah.

Okay, Sergeant. Hello, Sarge. Hi, Regan.

But you're dead, son.

Danvers said so. Not this time, Gildy, but it was a near thing.

How's the little lady? Is she okay?

She's fine, thanks. I left her safely at Uncle Jake's. Do you want a lift?

No, thanks. I'll ride with the Mounties. It's quicker that way. We can cut across

country. Well, so long. Bye.

There's been an accident.

Who's that?

It's me, Walkers.

Digger shot your nephew up on the ridge.

He's hurt.

He's asking for you, Jake.

Hey, old man, do you hear me?

You dirty, hostile Walkers.

This is it, old-timer.

I want the location of that oil claim.

And I want a pronto.

I'll give you just ten seconds to tell me.

One, two, three.

All right, drop your gun.

Uncle Jake, you take over.

I got him, Paula.

Got yourself into real trouble this time, Walkers.

My nephew Muscle's gone out to High Point, and he's bringing the Mounties

back with him.

Uncle, the other one.

The walkers went that way, and they're those dampers.

We'll get walkers, you get dampers.

Okay, okay, let me go.

Lousy yellow stripes.

Here's the other one. Called him as he was getting away.

So you got your man okay?

What do you think? The Mounties always get their man.

Put him aboard, Muscles, and we'll take him on a nice long vacation.

Come on, you. Up!