All language subtitles for 18 .The Reasonable Man.eng

Ambition in a man without
morality is a dangerous thing.

You had to own something
important,

even if you had
to murder to get it.

In ancient days,
the barbers were also surgeons.

This is the 19th Century,

and if I want
any blood let,

I'll get a doctor to do it.

Thank you.

The next time
you draw on me, Grady,

it won't be your gun arm
I go after.

Next time I draw on you,
Mr. Morgan, I'll kill you.

Now go home
and wash your face.

Someday that boy may
very well try to kill you.

That boy?

I can outdraw him,
out shoot him,

or spank him.

It wouldn't even be close.

Cigar?

You may have made
a strategic error

in anatomy
that could cost you.

You should have hit him
on the chin,

not the seat of the pants.

What difference
does it make?

A good spanking
is what he deserved.

You show the degree
of your respect

for an opponent by
where you hit him.

On the chin,
he's a man.

An opponent worthy
of consideration,

Across the bottom,
he's a boy, a nuisance.

You showed that boy,

in front of people
he lives with,

just how much
you respect him.

And that's why he may
very well try to kill you.

Just who are you, mister?

My name is Paladin.

I just stopped off
in town for a shave.

You?

I'm Gene Morgan.

Mr. Morgan,
may I buy you lunch?

I have a business proposition
that may interest you.

What kind of business?

Well, it loses so much
in the explanation.

If I'd wanted
the kid killed,

I could have done it myself.

But you don't want
him killed, do you?

No, I don't.

I think I'll take that lunch,
Mr. Paladin.

Mr. Morgan, I'll get my
things from the barber shop

and join you.

I suppose you're pretty good with that gun.

I'm considered
fairly proficient.

I'm considered
fairly proficient

with a gun myself,
Mr. Paladin.

What makes you think I can't
handle Grady without your help?

You said just
a few moments ago

you don't want him killed.

That gives him an advantage
you'd never overcome.

Why should
I want him killed?

I raised him
and his sister.

I've been their only family
since their father died.

That's why.

In a gunfight with Grady,

you'd draw slow,
you'd shoot wide

until someday
he wouldn't.

It's only the last few
months he's been like this.

It's only
the last few months

he's realized what it means to be a man.

How'd the trouble start
this morning?

Grady's father left him
some property bordering mine

along the river.

Last year, the
river changed course.

Nobody knew who owned what.

So we agreed to wait and
let the court decide it.

Today Grady told me
he changed his mind.

He doesn't want to wait.

When did he draw on you?

After I told him
to be a man

and stick
to our agreement,

instead of carrying on
like a sick calf.

Mr. Morgan, you're not easy on that boy.

Talk like that
was bound to make him mad.

Mad enough
to draw on me?

Are you prepared
to pay $500 for Grady's life

and $500 for yours?

That's $1,000 in all

if you both come out
of this alive.

That's quite
a chunk of money.

Are your lives worth any less?

Do you think
you could find out

why he's become so almighty
contentious lately?

I think that's where
my job begins.

Mr. Paladin, you started
working for me a half hour ago.

Thank you, sir.

Hello, Frank.

Still giving yourself
away, Grady.

Don't you see you're
turning your shoulder

when you start your draw?

Waste of time,
tips off your move.

Make your right arm
do all the moving.

Right arm.

That's better.

But you're firing too soon.

You'll hit him in the leg.

Frank, I don't know if I'll
ever be able to outdraw him.

Sure you will.

There's no hurry.

We don't want a repeat
of what happened today.

Here, Sheila gave you this
for your arm.

She's fixing some lunch.

She mad?

Nah, I kidded her out of it.

I told her I'd talk you

into calming down,

so you better make out
like I did.

You know how women are.

Yeah, I know.

You know, Frank,

you're the only one
that treats me

like I got any sense.

That's 'cause
I know you got sense.

I'm just so sorry
about the way Morgan made you

the laughingstock
of the town today.

I'll get even
with him for that.

That won't be easy to do-

unless you could get
the last laugh on him.

Maybe...

Maybe what, Frank?

I was just thinking...

You want a shave,

you'll have to wait
your turn.

You're not Mr. Morgan.

That's exactly right.

But I saw his horse outside.

Well, he loaned it to me
because I work for him.

And part of my job is to
keep you from annoying him.

Annoying?

That's right.
Annoying.

The rest of my job is to
keep him from killing you.

And that's the part of the job
I like least well right now.

Well, if you're Morgan's man,

there's something
you can give him for me.

Want your turn?
All right.

Want your turn?
Quit it.

Want your turn?
All right.

Yes, sir.

Now then, Mr. Stewart,

How would you like
your sideburns, huh?

Long, short? Huh?

How would you like them?

I don't shave
much yet.

Well, now,
perhaps that's a fact

that you ought
to bear in mind.

Now, who's idea was it
for you to come here?

Whose?!

Frank's.

Well, tell him
it was a bad idea.

Bye.

Must be getting through
somewhere.

Fred, go check on
the road section.

Ben, ride west and see

if any of that old wire
by the rocks gave way.

How many head
you figure you lost?

Oh, so far,
it looks about 20.

They broke through the fence
during the night,

got out in the bottom land.

Is that the land Grady Stewart
is so excited about?

Yeah.

Mr. Morgan, has it occurred to
you that you might hold onto

a couple of people
you are very fond of

if you didn't make
such a big issue

out of a few handfuls of dirt?

Often.

I suppose I could let Grady
have those few acres,

but there's 25 years of my life
in this land.

I don't want to be stubborn and difficult,

but I can't change
that easy.

I can't give up something

that I've worked for so long

and so hard.

Does Grady know that?

He must know it.

Well, maybe he's not
the only one that knows it.

I found where they've
been breaking through,

but the wire didn't
just give way.

Somebody cut it.

A hole big enough to run
the whole herd through.

Hyah, hyah!

Company's coming.

Hyah! Hyah!

Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

Hyah!

Your cattle can graze
the bottom land,

but mine can't?

Is that right,
Mr. Morgan?

You say to wait for the law
to decide who it belongs to.

But when Gene Morgan decides
his stock needs feeding,

that's a different story?

Just a minute, Grady.

No, just give me my milk
and send me off to bed

and you'll have everything
your own way.

Grady, I don't know how
my cattle got out there.

I'll send a couple of
men to bring them back.

Will that satisfy you?

You think I should let him
do it, Frank?

Let him take
his cattle back?

Sure, you have to.

You think he's telling
the truth?

Why would he run
his cattle out there

and then back down
when I call him on it?

Because he's smart.

I don't understand.

Just wait. Couple days,

the same thing
will happen again.

He'll be polite as pie,

beg your pardon,
take his cattle home.

Pretty funny way
to fatten cattle.

It's an easy way to establish
claim to the bottom land.

The court'll
think it's his

'cause his cattle
are all over it.

Precedent, prior right.
Lot of legal talk.

He's in, you're out.

He wouldn't do that.

All right.
He wouldn't do that.

Don't get mad, Frank.

I'm not mad.
It's your business.

Jump when he
pulls the strings.

Come on, Grady.
Get a move on.

My men have
work to do.

Jump, kid.

Don't take his
advice, Grady.

We can work this out ourselves.

And I don't need your advice,

Mr. Morgan.

If I find any of these cattle
on this property

after tomorrow morning,

I'll kill them all myself.

Now you see
what I'm up against?

Grady and I met briefly
this morning.

Apparently you didn't talk
much sense into him.

Our discussion was brief
but to the point.

I think I'll
follow up on it.

To us.

May we live
happily ever after.

We will.

If we can just keep Grady out
of trouble till he grows up.

You would have been
proud of him today.

Morgan was really in the wrong
and Grady kept his head.

I bet you had something
to do with that.

Miss Stewart,
my name is Paladin.

I'd like to talk
to you if I may.

This is a sort
of a private party.

My question was addressed
to you, Miss Stewart.

It concerns your brother.

You might as well
sit down.

I think I should
tell you, Sheila,

that he's a hired
gunfighter for Morgan.

Is that true?

Partly.

But I'm still concerned
about your brother.

The way a hunter is
concerned about a deer.

I'm concerned about
you too, Mr. Gault.

What about my brother,
Mr. Paladin?

Well, to put it briefly,

your brother is in much more
danger from Mr. Gault here,

than he is from me.

My job is to keep Grady alive.

Gault's is to get him killed.

That's a lie.

I don't even want
to listen to another word.

It's all right, honey.

Let him speak his peace.

I'm sure you love this man,

but you're marrying him
partly because

you need somebody to help you
take care of the ranch

and take care of Grady.

Now, just consider,
if Gault marries you

and gets Grady killed,
he owns the ranch.

How would I get him killed?

Hire you?

No.

You'd force him into a feud with
a man that could outgun him.

You almost succeeded
this morning.

If Gene Morgan wasn't fond

of Grady and you,
this would have happened before.

Morgan won't stand for much
more, believe me, he won't.

Now, I know this is hard
for you to accept,

but Gault is trying
to force Grady

into a pair of boots that
are much too large for him.

And Grady is so anxious
to become a man,

that he may not live
to see the day.

Why would Frank do
a thing like this?

Ambition.

His ambition

to own something
important.

Even if he has
to commit murder for it.

I think you've said enough,
Mr. Paladin.

You better leave.

All right. I'm sorry
to have spoiled your supper.

But I had to say this.

Good-bye.

Mr. Gault.

I'm confused.
I don't know what to say.

Well, I say we postpone
the wedding

for as long as you like;

until all the trouble
with Morgan is over

and until you realize that
I want you, not your ranch.

No.

That would be the same as saying
I believed all those lies.

No, we'll have our wedding
as we planned.

Hyah! Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

I heard in town that Sheila
got married this morning.

Yeah, I was afraid she would.

Common sense is never
any match for Cupid.

Grady said he'd do this.

I guess he meant it.

Now I'm going to show him.

Well, Mr. Morgan,
you better stop and consider.

I told you once
Grady would beat you

in a showdown gun battle.

Now think about it.

Is your hand going to be fast,
accurate,

when you go to kill a boy?

Come on.

What are you doing here,
Mr. Morgan?

You wanted to be the big man.

Now let's see if
you can live up to it.

Stop it. Please,
Mr. Morgan, stop it.

I'm sorry, Sheila,

but I warned Grady.

He's determined
to force this fight

so it might just
as well be now.

Frank, you've got
to do something.

You've got to make
them stop it.

Nothing I can do, honey.
It's Grady's fight.

He'll have to fight it.

Mr. Morgan,
he's just a boy.

You can see that
for yourself.

Was it just a boy
who killed my steer?

A boy would
have more sense.

I didn't do that.

Don't lie to me, Grady.

I told you, that if I found any
more steers on that property

I was going to kill them all.

Thanks for
stopping it, Paladin.

Sheila and I
are real grateful.

No favor to you,
Mr. Gault.

It was purely a matter
of economics.

Is that a pair of wire
cutters in your back pocket?

I don't own any wire cutters.

Oh.

Well, that's my mistake,
I'm sorry.

Mr. Gault, Miss Stewart.

Come on.

Come on.

What did he mean
about the wire cutters?

Nothing, it's just his
idea of a joke, I guess.

Then why'd you reach
for them, Frank?

You said you didn't own a pair,
but you do, I seen 'em.

I lost them months ago.

What are you trying
to do, kid?

Make me out a liar?

What is this?
What's going on?

Just wondering who cut
that fence, that's all.

Just wondering.

You really are just a kid,
aren't you?

I heard your horse last night.

I got dressed
and followed you,

down to the bottom land.

Just wanted to go along
to keep you out of trouble.

Deny that.

Frank, how can you say that?

That's it, deny it.

You cut the fence and you killed
Morgan's steer.

I wasn't going
to tell Sheila,

because it was such
a stupid kid's trick.

But you're not going to put
the blame on me, not on me, kid.

I was in the house all night
last night.

No, that's true, Frank.

He wasn't out of the house
last night.

Frank, he wasn't...

You're a dirty,
filthy liar, Frank.

A dirty, filthy liar.

You going to go
for that gun, kid?

You been anxious
to use it.

Now's your chance.

Frank.

This had to be done.

Sooner or later, somebody
would have had to do it.

Come along, Sheila.

Grady, go get her things.

Come along home with me.

I'll send somebody
to take care of Frank.

Yes, Mr. Morgan.

Well, I thank you very much,
Mr. Morgan.

You should thank
Mr. Stewart, too.

He insisted on paying
part of your fee.

Well, I certainly do thank you
very much indeed, sir.

Since I originally stopped
in this town for a shave,

I think I might find time
for another one before I left.

You have an excellent barber.

Would you care to join me?

I feel
a little stubbly myself.

I think I will.

How about you,
Mr. Stewart?

Yeah, I think I will.