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I don't know, Mrs. Kane.

I thought your husband would take care of his own first.

Don't you touch that!

Let's go.

Let's go.

Jenny?

Jenny?

She was dead.

There's nothing I could do.

We'd only been married three months when the range war broke out.

Why didn't you ever tell me, Sam?

Do something.

Turn it in, yeah.

Killed him.

He killed him.

Killed him.

Didn't know.

I tried telling myself that.

But I was just like him.

No, you weren't.

Those farmers didn't have anyone to stand up for them except you. Yeah, for

$10 a week.

They didn't stand a chance against those cattle ranchers.

Neither did Jenny.

When did it end?

It didn't.

There was one man left.

I had a pretty good idea who he was.

By that time, I'd...

I'd lost a stomach for it.

I don't know.

These fires we've been having this last week remind me of those days.

I better be going.

You have to.

Goodnight, Em.

You're a good man, Sam.

you forget that?

Madam, please, have you no consideration?

And what, pray tell, might that be?

A snake.

But if you don't want it... No objection, Your Honor. I was merely

establishing the admissibility of the evidence.

Hush. As you wish, Your Honor.

How's your steak?

Chewy.

Well, if any place else will deliver your supper at this hour, I'd be happy

to let them have the business.

Good night, Marshal.

I believe that steak was defined as the flesh of the animal, but unless I'm

mistaken,

We have been served to the hide.

Evening.

Evening, Marshal.

Evening. Any trouble?

No. Did you put Will and Ryan at both ends of town like I told you?

Yep.

Because when do you smoke?

Don't.

Then what the hell are you doing?

Considering.

Considering what?

Smoke.

Missed him.

Grab a bucket. Use the water on that truck.

you're upset and i don't blame you just as soon as i find out who's behind this

and i will good i'll put them away for good now that's a promise now in the

meantime probably be a good idea for you to keep an eye on your property at night

now just don't go shooting the first thing that moves now go on about your

business all right all right you take care of it

How you holding up, Sam?

The truth?

Well, I'm worried, T-Spider.

Heard about the fire in Tompkins' store last night.

That ain't all.

Before the night was through, the barbershop was ransacked and the tailor

got beat up. What?

I've already deputized three more men and I still can't stop them.

Wild Horse?

New owners buying.

Since when was Tom selling?

Well,

if it isn't Sam

Kane.

You look like you've seen a ghost, Marshal.

Van Doren.

You're behind all the trouble we've been having, aren't you?

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

Did you buy this place?

Mm-hmm.

It's not much now.

But by the time I get finished with it, it'll be the busiest saloon in the

territory. Who is this fellow, Sam? Nobody you want to know.

A long time ago, we were employed by men on opposite sides of a land dispute.

Of course, he wasn't wearing a badge at the time.

I'll see you in jail.

Either that or I'll... Or what?

I'm a respectable businessman now, Cain.

And I do not appreciate being threatened.

You still think I was responsible for your wife's death?

Even after all these years?

Cain. Either drink or leave.

Van Dorn.

Enjoy your lunch.

Owen Marshall, you won't be able to hide behind that badge any longer.

As per the territorial governor's instructions.

A few minutes ago, Thomas R. Craven was sworn in as Sweetwater's new U.S.

Marshal.

Mr. Craven, in turn, then named Birch McGuane as his deputy.

Both appointments are effective immediately.

You can see for yourself if you like.

Well, then, I don't know that we have anything more to discuss, Mr. Kane.

Except that you are no longer welcome in this saloon.

Doing some housecleaning?

Safe to come in?

I'm trying to make some sense out of this, Emily.

For the life of me, I can't.

Some things it's hard to make sense out of, you know that.

The governor hired me to bring law and order to this town. For three years, I

put my life on the line doing it.

This is what it comes to.

What are you gonna do?

I don't know.

I know what I want to do.

I gave up on believing in knights in shiny armor a long time ago.

You can't let this turn you back to what you used to be. You don't understand,

Emma. Men like Van Dorn are like a disease. You just can't wish them away.

You know, it's almost funny when you try to put a part of your life behind you to

believe in something.

And then something like this happens.

It just turns it all upside down.

Why don't you come out and stay with me and the boys for a while?

Which is till you figure out what you're gonna do next.

So you can keep an eye on me?

At least come out for supper.

Could use a good meal.

Okay.

And, um, Sam?

What?

Be sure and leave this place neat and tidy on your way out.

Well, that about does it, Mr. Thompson.

Uh, boys, uh...

I know we ain't always seen eye to eye on things.

I just want you to know that I really appreciate what you've done here today.

Well, Mr. Hopkins, don't take it so personal.

After all, you're the only general store in town.

Thanks again.

Buck.

Howdy, fellas.

Look, I'm sorry, but the store is closed.

We heard about your little trouble last night.

Thought maybe you could use a little protection so things like that wouldn't

happen anymore.

What the hell are you talking about?

It looks like this.

For $10 a week, my deputies and I will guarantee you won't have any more

trouble like last night.

And, uh...

And if I refuse?

I wouldn't.

Let me have a look at it.

Heavy, ain't it?

Yeah, that's good and solid.

Excuse me.

Oh, Sam.

Sam, you've got to do something.

They want money for a Citizens Protection Committee.

Who does?

What are you talking about?

Them.

I'm sorry, Mr. Neely.

Where are you going, Mr. Rolleri?

We're coming to America to get away from everything.

But now, we got the family in San Francisco. We go there.

Goodbye, Sammy.

You're a good man.

Will you take care of yourself, Mr. O'Leary?

Ma'am.

Bad day, Marshal?

You could say that.

Yeah.

Care to join me?

Care for a little touch?

That's about the best offer I've had all day.

Don't worry, Emma.

Sam ain't missed a free meal yet.

You really think a petition gets Sam back into office, Emma?

Well, Mr. Spoon didn't think so. That's why he wrote off the territorial

governors this morning.

Sorry I'm late.

I'm okay.

Yeah, come on in. I'll get you some supper.

Sam,

aren't you forgetting something?

Huh?

Your hat and gun belt.

Oh, yeah.

This business with Van Doren's eating you up pretty good, isn't it, Sam?

If it don't sit right, I'll tell you that.

Boys, would you give us a minute alone, please?

And I'll tell you one thing, Sam Cain.

Falling into a bottle isn't going to make things any easier.

I've known good men who've spent their entire lives trying to climb back out.

I thought I had something here, Emma. I thought I counted for something.

And you do, Sam.

Yeah, right.

You know, I bled for this town.

I figured I was important because they let me wear a badge.

Yeah, what good is that when a man like Van Dorn can just come along and buy it?

I know how hard this must be for you, but you have got to stop feeling sorry

for yourself.

Don't worry.

It won't be all right.

That's good.

Because I need you, Sam.

They all do.

You'll be staying?

I gotta run into town and get a few things.

Don't worry, I ain't looking for trouble.

I believe it's called a full house.

See, that's the food.

No, it's Kane.

He's making our job easier.

McGuane, get behind the safe.

Craven gives a signal.

Kill him. Yes, sir, Mr. Van Doren.

Van Dorn, Craven.

Just came for my thanks.

I didn't appreciate the way you left the office, Kane.

Yeah, well, I'm sorry about that. I was in kind of a hurry.

Find what you're looking for over there.

It's funny how fate brings people together, Kane.

A few years back, you spent all that time looking for me.

And now, here we both are.

Try to tell me something, Van Dorn?

Nothing you don't know already.

You see, Cain, I wasn't responsible for what happened to your wife.

You were.

Come again?

He hadn't been such a fool trying to protect those pathetic farmers.

You might have been on that night.

I should kill you right now.

What's stopping you?

Someone back there.

Please.

The Marshal's got an announcement to make.

Mr. Craven?

You all probably know by now, a couple of hours ago, Sam Cain murdered my

deputy in cold blood.

He tried killing me.

Sam Cain's a good man. I winged him before he run off.

I'm going to be needing a few good men to ride with me to flesh him out. I

don't think this is right.

Sam's our friend.

You men going to stand by and let a killer run free?

Sam Kane ain't no killer.

I saw with my own eyes.

Deputy McGuane didn't have a chance.

I'll pay $10 to every man that rides along and $20 to the man that captures

him, dead or alive.

We'll meet at dawn in front of the jailhouse.

Be ready to ride.

Hey, now you're talking $10.

Sounds fair to me.

Bartender, buy the house around.

My God, how bad's he hurt?

Uh, it's hard to say.

But from the way Craven was talking, it's a fair guess he just winged him.

Well, it couldn't have been that bad if Sam got away.

Craven, say where he went.

Uh, no, I don't recall.

I, uh... Come on, Benjamin, think.

Sam needs help.

That's all I remember.

It's not like Sam to run from trouble.

What time's this posse heading out?

Dawn. From a jail.

Kill him for sure?

Think Sam might hold up to Painted Ridge?

Yeah, he goes hunting there all the time. Knows every nook and cranny for

miles. Ah, hell, they'll never find him.

Don't mean we can't.

Ha! Ha!

John,

you don't seem to understand.

There's orders and then there's orders. Some you follow, some you don't.

According to the circumstances.

But I can tell by the expression on your face you don't know what I'm talking

about. So forget the orders.

Just tell them Teaspoon Hunter's waiting on him.

Governor Phelan said no interruption. Hell, he wouldn't even be a governor if

I hadn't saved his hide of blood and fork. You gonna tell him that?

Leave or I'll have you arrested. Son, you don't even want to think about that.

Teaspoon, you old horse thief. I thought that was you bellowing down here.

It's been a long time, ain't it?

Fifteen years if it's been a day. I suspect you're right.

Last time I saw you, you were beating a hasty retreat from a house of ill

repute.

What can I do for you, Teaspoon?

Well, we got trouble in Sweetwater.

It all started when you fired Sam Kane.

Who? Sam Kane, the marshal.

He's doing a real good job. Now he's gone. A fellow by the name of Van

Doren's trying to take over the town.

Oh, yeah. Now remember.

Van Dorn approached me with a number of things, and replacing the Marshal might

have been one of them. Well, it was a mistake. Corliss, folks are real upset.

You gotta give Sam his job back.

It ain't that easy, Teaspoon. Van Dorn represents some powerful interest in

this territory.

He's a thieving snake, Corliss. You gotta reappoint Sam Kane.

Sorry, Teaspoon. I've got more trouble than a suck-egg dog with a mange.

I've got a bunch of muckamucks come all the way from Washington here for the

signing of an important peace treaty.

A treaty we're gonna need if this territory ever is to be admitted as a

state. At least we were on the verge of signing when the chief, Standing Bear,

just up and walks out back to his teepee. Did, uh, you say the chief's

name was Standard Bear?

You don't know him, do you?

Well, I expect I do.

Come on, boss. I'll introduce you. Hold on now, Teaspoon.

Last time I saw that look in your eyes, we were picking out buckshot for a week.

Relax, Corlin. Stan and Bear and I go way back.

Almost as far as you and me.

Teaspoon, I'm warning you.

I figured you'd be hungry.

I appreciate it. You boys took a chance coming here.

What are you going to do?

Give this leg a day to heal.

I'm going after Van Doren.

Sam, you oughta wait.

Teaspoon's gone to see the governor. He's gonna get your job back.

It's too late for that.

The governor ain't gonna appoint a man wanted for murder.

I should've settled this score years ago.

So you go after him, then what?

Playing right into his hand.

That oughta give the law a chance to work, Sam.

You know what you always tellin' me? Hell, Van Doren owns the law.

He bought and paid for it.

Don't apply to him. Never has.

At least wait till Teaspoon gets back. You can always face Van Dorn later.

I waited too long already.

If I hadn't, none of this would have happened.

Tell Emma I need to see her.

No, sir.

If you'd handled things properly last night, Kane would be dead by now.

You want me to get some more men and go back out?

No need.

There may be an easier way.

They tell us there is land enough for all, but more whites come every day.

They tell us there are buffalo enough, but their hunters slaughter them for

hides and leave the flesh to rot in the sun.

They tell us their ways will not harm us.

Their whiskey kills my people.

Do they not see these things, my friend?

How can we trust the word of blind men?

Stanley Bear.

These men all have fancy titles, but they're just men like you and me, and

they can't stop what's happening in this land.

No one can.

know is is that there's more of their people than yours and if you ain't

talking to them now more than likely you'll be fighting with them later you

should have turned them back the first time they crossed this land that's true

but them days we knew is gone standing there talk to these men like you talk to

me and maybe god willing your children are living some kind of peace

Tell your friend we will talk.

Well?

Well? Well, what?

I agreed to talk. What choice I got?

I owe you one, Teaspoon. Why don't you listen to him, Corliss? Deal fair.

You gentlemen have a chance here to make a treaty that might work for both sides.

We'll do the best we can, and that's a promise.

I hope so.

Oh, Teaspoon, don't worry about your friend Kane.

I'm writing a letter reappointing him as marshal.

It's just a flesh wound.

So glad you came.

Good afternoon, Marshal.

Not you, Kane.

I was talking to the real Marshal.

Yes, sir.

You're looking mighty dangerous.

It's a good thing we're having a speedy trial.

That's right.

A nice legal trial followed by a nice legal hanging.

I'm gonna enjoy that.

Marshal Craven?

Thanks. You bet.

What'd he say?

Sterlet can't defend Sam.

Why not?

Because he's already been hired to prosecute him.

What now?

Gonna have to find Ben Taylor.

What's he know about the law? Benjamin Taylor was a fine lawyer.

One time.

That's what Sam needs.

So you two go find him and we'll talk to Sam.

Mr.

Taylor?

Oh, well, this is a fortuitous encounter.

I was just reviewing the legal options available to our friend, Marshal Kane.

What kind of options?

Various.

Alternatives ranging from the bold to the indigestible. Self-defense,

petitioning for a change of venue, discrediting Van Dorn, burning down the

courthouse.

I've written them all down for Sam's lawyer to consider.

I hope they will be of value. Thank you, Mr. Taylor.

Actually, that's kind of what we come here to talk to you about.

We'd like you to defend Sam.

Me?

Don't be ridiculous.

That's impossible.

He needs a good lawyer.

You have come to the wrong man.

It's been years since I stood before the bar, except for establishments such as

this. That don't matter. This means you can do it. You don't understand.

The law is a demanding mistress.

It requires constant attention.

I've lost my skill.

Maybe if you had a little more faith in yourself than in this bottle, things

would be different.

It's been years since anyone expressed that sentiment to me.

I can't make any promises.

As you know, it's his word against those other two.

Men whom the citizenry are loath to contradict.

However... Given the timing of the altercation, there may have been a

witness who has not yet come forward.

I don't know what you're talking about. Oh, come, come, come, my dear.

You're as regular as a Swiss clock.

You always deliver the supper to the jail at 10 p.m. That's where the

shooting occurred.

Look, I told you before, I didn't see any shooting.

Did you hear anything then?

Leave me alone.

Look, I got clothes to wash.

I got kids to feed.

Don't you know Van Dorn will fire me if he catches me talking to you?

Leave me be.

Well? Well, it appears we'll have to make the best with what we have.

We'll have order in this court, please. Order here.

Mr. Van Dorn, please tell the court what happened on the night of March 6th.

Well, there's not a lot to tell.

It was about 10 o'clock. I was in Mr. Craven's office playing cards with the

marshal and his deputy.

Suddenly, Cain came busting in, threatening us.

We could see he was drunk.

Objection. Besides being incredibly unbelievable, it begs a conclusion.

Overruled.

Previous witnesses have already attested to the defendant's state.

Please continue, Mr. Van Dorn. You all right?

Well, having been fired that day, he was pretty upset.

Objection. Speculation on part of the witness.

Sustained. Mr. Van Dorn, please stick to the facts at hand.

We tried reasoning with him, but he drew his gun.

Deputy McGuane asked him to put it away so we could talk.

Kane just laughed.

and shot him in cold blood.

Oh, come on!

Quiet in the courtroom, please.

Could we have order in this court?

Would everyone settle down, please?

Order, order here. We'll have quiet in this courtroom.

Mr.

Van Dorn, did Deputy McGuane ever draw his gun?

No, sir.

No further questions.

Your witness.

One moment.

Quiet.

You need a rest?

What I need is a drink.

But I'd settle for a witness.

I'm afraid, Sam, our only recourse is to appeal to the jury's sympathy.

Mr. Van Doren.

Did you know Sam came before he came to Sweetwater?

Doris, I got to talk to you. I got nothing to say to you. You know what

happened. You can't let them do this.

I can't help you.

Please. You're the only hope Sam has left.

Stop it. Leave me alone.

Just listen to me. Just please listen.

We've both had our share of pain. I know you lost your husband, so you know what

I'm talking about.

I never thought I'd love another man till I met Sam Cain.

And I don't want to lose him now.

You like Sam.

You know he's a good man.

You think about what he's done for this town.

You can't just let them murder him.

Gentlemen of the jury, friends, you've been summoned here today and

charged with a solemn obligation of deciding the truth.

It is a heavy burden, for in your hands rests the fate of my

client and my friend, Sam King.

But most important of all, in your hands rests the fate of justice.

Either Sam Kane is a cold-blooded killer, or he was simply acting in self

-defense. Who do you believe?

How do you decide?

Consider what you know about Sam Kane.

That's where you'll find the real truth.

Is he a kind man?

An honest man?

A fair man?

Joe, remember when your little boy got hurt?

Who was it rode all the way to Blue Creek and fetched a doctor?

And what about those mountain lions who were killing your cattle?

Who was it tracked them down and shot them?

And, George, remember when Timmy slid down that dry well?

It was Sam.

I could ask each and every one of you the same question.

All of you know the truth about Sam.

There is not a man in this room he has not helped.

When Sam Cain put on that badge, he made Sweetwater a better place to live.

Sam Kane has done right by us.

I think it's damn time that we did right by Sam Kane.

I would like to call to the stand one more witness.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

We have, Judge.

Sam Kane, will you please rise?

We found the defendant, Sam Cain, not guilty.

Boy, this town never looked so good.

Benjamin, I don't know how to thank you.

Well, normally I'd say you could buy me a drink, but even if I stuck to

sarsaparilla, I doubt we'd be the saloon's most favorite patriots.

I said I could walk back to the house in case you was there. What's all this

happy smiles about?

The jury found Sam not guilty. What jury?

It's a long story, Mr. Spoon. Well, I don't know nothing about no jury, and

I'm too tired and hungry to smile, but I've got a letter for you here

somewhere.

Sam, this is from the governor.

Not again.

Yeah, I think you're gonna like it. It'll reinstate you. See you later.

I'll be catching up on a week's sleep. Yeah!

Excuse me, Mr. Van Doren.

Are we just going to wait here?

Don't worry.

He'll get here soon enough.

Kane just got reappointed.

You hear that?

Kane just got reappointed.

Wilkes, over at the bar.

Richards, right here.

Jurgens, you two, upstairs, on the lookout.

Watch the front.

Mr. Craven, you follow me.

What is it, Kane?

You and your men are under arrest for arson, assault, and the destruction of

private property.

You coming out?

Do I have to come in after you?

What do you think?

Let's check upstairs.

Watch out, Sam. He's got a rifle under the table.

Your play, Van Dorn.

Marshall, I think you might be needing this.