All language subtitles for The Gambler Wore a Gun (1961)_Eng

I've seen them stashed
in a lot of places,

but never in a boot.

That makes for a good ash
sole, stiff pasteboard.

I guess you could
use some of this.

Pretty hot.
Mm.

That's better.

So you're back with the living.

Thanks to you, Mr....

Friends call me Case,
Case Silverthorne.

All right, Case,
I'm Dex Harwood.

That a friend of
yours back there

wearing a hemp neck piece?

An acquaintance.

What made you mess in it?

I don't exactly know, marshal.

Never did like necktie parties,

especially the impromptu kind.

I figure you
saved my life, Case.

Maybe I owe you
a piece of advice.

Yeah, how's that?

We don't mind gamblers
in Marlpine,

provided they give you
an even cut, off the top.

Sorry to disappoint you,
marshal.

I was a dealer, sure.

Right now, I've retired.

Giving up gambling?

Four years I spent
riding the riverboats

to scrape together a
big enough stake, but...

hell, read this.

Gave every cent I had for
the down payment, $3,200.

But it's worth it.

Something that'll last.

Something nobody can beat me
out of with a lucky pair.

You bought the Diamond D?

Half of it.

I'll have to mortgage
the balance.

Anything wrong?

Nothing wrong with the ranch.

You bought it from Will Donovan?

That's right.

You never met him.

No, I heard it through
a friend in Independence,

said he wanted to sell,
so I wrote him.

You read the letter...
What's wrong with that?

Just one thing.

That was Will Donovan
on the hanging tree.

He must have recorded the sale,

deeded it over to me.

The letter
says he got the money.

We can ask Dr. Devlin
when we get back to town.

He's township recorder
as well as mayor.

I'll tell you something.

If old Doc had known
the ranch had sold,

he sure would have told me.

You don't believe me, huh?

Diamond D's a fine spread.

Old Donovan's got two kids.

Always said he was
building it up for them.

Never mentioned selling out.

Don't move!

I said, "Don't move."

Look, you wouldn't believe
a wild story like that

from a stranger
without evidence.

He was heading
towards you, marshal.

It's only a little black snake.

Could have been a sidewinder...

You know, it's hard
to tell in the dark.

Yeah, I guess it could.

I'd like to ask you a favor.

Don't say anything about
my story just yet...

I mean, about buying
the Diamond D.

Look, I got
a murder to investigate.

Suppose I am telling the truth

and my deal had something to do

with getting Donovan killed.

Would it warrant a murder,
let him cover his tracks

if they knew why I was in town?

Well, it makes sense,
if you're talking straight.

All right, I'll keep quiet
about it for now anyway.

Good, marshal.

No, sir, I don't know of
any ranches around here

changed hands
in the past few months.

I'd be in a position to know too

since I keep
the township records.

I see.

You, uh, you interested

in acquiring some
real estate, mister?

'Cause if you are,

I got some real nice
parcels I can show you.

Well, I'm all right at
the moment, doctor.

Now if the cards should run
my way the next few weeks...

You know there's nothing

like owning some real estate

to make a man feel secure.

Now you take Kelly
Barnum, for instance.

He kicked around this town
for a number of years,

never amounted to much.

But the point is,
he saved his money.

Yeah, thrift is a virtue,
no doubt about that.

Dex, you wouldn't believe this,

but just two days ago Kelly
Barnum come into my office

and plunked down $3,200,
cold cash.

Took it right out from
under that derby hat of his.

Bought the Trail's End Saloon,
lock, stock and hitch rail.

That's pretty fancy saving.

Kelly never made more
than 35 a month in his life.

Hmm, you don't say.

Yes, sir, and now
Kelly is set for life.

Dex, you ain't gonna be doing
any riding for a few weeks.

It's better than
pushing up a wooden marker

over at Boot Hill.

That's what I'd be doing if
it wasn't for Case here.

Whoa!

Huh, who's that?

More customers?

Young fellow and a girl.

Sharon and Jud Donovan.

I sent my deputy
to bring in the body.

Told him to stop by
the Diamond D on the way.

Will Donovan's kids?

Right.

Hello, Doc, marshal.

Oh, what happened, marshal?

I guess I got in
the way of a bullet.

Your deputy said
you wanted to see us.

That's right, Sharon.

Sit down, please.

It's your father.

Pa?

What's he done?

I'm afraid he's gotten
himself murdered.

Murdered?

Why would anybody...

We don't know anything yet, son.

Four men did it, all in masks.

The marshal says it
looked like a lynch party.

He didn't have a chance.

Yeah, well, you seem to know
plenty about it.

He didn't have anything
to do with it, Jud.

This is Case Silverthorne.

Lucky for me, he came along,
saved my life.

Your father was dead
before I reached him, son.

Jud, you think you could
give us a little help?

Do you or your sister
know anyone

who might want your father dead?

No, no reason at all.

Everybody in town liked Pa.

You and your dad were pretty
close, weren't you, Jud?

No, not so close
as Pa and Sharon.

He and I used to really
go at it sometimes.

What about?

Well, mainly because I
liked to come into town.

You know, have some fun...

drink, play cards,

not spend all
my time on the ranch.

I would...

I wouldn't know from
one year to the next

what went on at the ranch.

Will Donovan always said

he tried to make something
out of that place

for you and Sharon.

Now I suppose you'll be
wanting to sell it

as soon as you can.

No!

My father put everything
he had into that ranch.

It was his life.

He would never sell.

Neither will we.

Well, Sharon, I'm afraid a girl

can't run it by herself.

I guess your brother will
have to resign himself

to staying and helping you.

Yeah, yeah, I guess
I will for a while.

Well, I've got to get
back to my own office.

Now if you kids need anything...

Money or anything else...
Don't you wait.

You come right to me, you hear?

All right, Doc Devlin,
and thank you.

That's the least I can do.

And you, Dex,
remember what I said.

You try to mount a horse

and that wound won't
stay closed very long.

Good-bye.

Good-bye,
Mr. Silverthorne.

Well, I guess we'd better be
heading back too, Sharon.

It's a long drive
back to the ranch.

We've got plans to make.

Marshal.

If a man sells his ranch,
wouldn't you think

his own kids
would know about it?

Yeah, that'd be
interesting to know.

You think Sharon
and Jud are lying?

Well, somebody is.

You still want me to keep
your deal under my hat?

If you don't mind.

What do you intend
to do about it?

Well, right now, I'm gonna try

to find somebody in town
whose got cash enough

to buy an elegant
silver-mounted saddle.

I need a stake.

Just make sure that stake
backs some honest cards.

Sure, marshal.

I think I'll drop over
and see the new proprietor

of the... what is it, The
Trail's End?
That's right.

Wouldn't be interested in
adding a gambling operation.

Hey, there!

What are you doing
with that saddle?

Taking it... what do you think?

What's the matter, are you
sun struck or something?

I thought I recognized
this fancy rig

when I first saw it.

Oriental Saloon,
Abilene, remember?

Yeah, I been there.

You took me for 500
in a red dog game.

Look, you lost.

It was the way
you played your cards.

The game was on the square.

On the square.

You forget, I know you, dealer.

Until you cough up the 500,

I'm gonna take your horse
and rig for security.

I'd drop it, friend.

Thank you, marshal.

Case, pick up the other gun.

Be happy to oblige.

Hey, you, get over there.

Unload 'em and give 'em
back to 'em.

Here you are... take it.

Who are these hombres?

Couple of card players,
soreheads.

I don't remember names.

I'd suggest you go
find your horses

and ride out of town pronto.

If you want to hold
onto your money,

stay out of games with tinhorns.

Looks like you bring
your trouble with you.

Well, now, marshal, from
what I saw on the trail,

this town had pretty much
trouble before I got here.

All right, as long as I

don't hear any complaints
about a crooked game.

You understand?

Sure, marshal.

Much obliged, Doc.

Say, uh, I don't suppose
you'd be in the market

for a fine-blooded animal
and the most beautiful

silver-mounted Mexican saddle...

Mister, you wouldn't consider
parting with this pretty rig?

Oh, you kind of like it, huh?

I sure do.

Well, in that case,

maybe I shouldn't even
consider disposing of it.

It is a work of art
though, isn't it?

It sure is.

Well, I'll leave you
and Mr. Hastings

to discuss horse flesh.

I got work to do.

Well, you got a deal, dealer.

A deal with the dealer...
That's pretty good, eh?

Tremendous.

Well, let's have
a drink on it, lad.

It's better than shaking
hands and much more fun.

Now let's get this
straightened out.

You stand all your own losses

and I get 10% of all
the pots you win.

Is that right?
Right.

And may I say,
Mr. Barnum,

you never made a better
deal in your life,

except maybe, uh,

saving your money
to buy this place.

Oh, so you heard
about that, huh?

From old Doc Devlin I guess.

By the way, partner,
the name is Kelly.

Right, Kelly.

Now where do I set up?

Well, just take that table
on the corner there

where the last dealer,
rest his soul...

Dinner will be
ready in a minute.

Ah, I'm not hungry.

Who could have done it, Jud?

To Pa, like that?

There's no reason.

Well, there had to be
a reason, you know,

to just kill somebody,
unless they're crazy.

King high, King bets a dollar.

Six of clubs.

Queen of hearts.

Spades...

Who's the new tinhorn?

His name is Case Silverthorne,

and it's the best bet
I ever made, Het,

to collect 10% of
all the winning pots.

Ah, look at that lad go.

King still bets, bets $3.

How'd he get here?

I don't know...

He just drifted in
and I took him on.

Maybe I'll sit in a few hands.

Het, wait a minute.

I've got something good
for your brother.

A hundred head of
new feeder calves

and they're unbranded,

down at the Thompson Ranch
in Southfork.

Do you think Tray
would be interested?

He may.

I'll talk to him later.

Next time, boys.

Welcome, stranger.

Sit right down.

An old friendly pastime
to make the day go quicker.

Not just the day.

I don't think we've
met before, have we?

I'm Case Silverthorne.

Been working the riverboats.

I must say, you westerners
play a lot stiffer poker

than I'm accustomed to.

Deal.

You said your name was...

I didn't, but it's Larkin.

Het Larkin.

Occupation?

Punching cows.

My brother's ramrod
of the Diamond D.

The Diamond D?

What about it?

Oh, nothing.

Seems I heard somebody
mention it, Doc Devlin maybe.

Your bet, Mr. Larkin...
The ace.

Oh, yeah, $3.

Ten of clubs, eight of
clubs, eight of hearts.

You're still high,
Mr. Larkin.

$10.

I call, Mr. Larkin.

Three deuces.

Beats my two little pair.

I don't know how you did
on those riverboats,

but you're gonna have to

deal a stiffer game around here.

Maybe I better start
dealing off the bottom.

Tray, what about those
100 unbranded cows

on the Thompson Ranch
that Kelly tipped us about?

Do we take 'em?

Maybe the way things are,
we better pass 'em up, huh?

Not on your life.

Too good a chance to miss.

We'll head out at sun up.

Well, how do we handle
Jud Donovan?

He didn't know about
our deal with his father.

He will in the morning.

We'll have it out with
him before we leave.

Now where you going, Tray?

My brothers and me

got a little business
trip we got to make.

Yeah, but with Pop gone,

I need you here 'til
I get the hang of things.

Afraid you'll have to
get the hang without us.

For a couple days anyway.

We'll be back by the end
of the week sure.

Well, as long as you're
being paid as ranch hands,

don't you think you can make
a show at earning your money?

Well, as far as that goes,
we kind of had

a different kind of
arrangement with your Dad.

Yeah, we're not
exactly cowhands.

We sort of just use that
to cover our real business.

Real business?

What do you mean?

Well, you might call us
stray collectors.

Yeah, you know, mavericks,
yearlings,

calves with no brands on 'em.

Or, uh, not so good brands.

You're rustlers!

Get off this ranch,
and you better ride fast

'cause when that marshal comes...

The marshal isn't gonna
know anything about it,

'cause you're
not gonna tell him.

And nobody's getting
off the Diamond D

except maybe you
and your sister.

Well, now what makes you think...

I'm gonna explain this
nice and easy just once.

Now like I said, we had an
arrangement with your Dad,

a real nice arrangement.

You mean my Pop
knew what you were?

Will Donovan needed money
real bad to keep this ranch.

We needed a place

to keep our, uh,
our beef collection.

So...

Lost metal in the bottom
of the Box Canyon.

I wondered why all those
stairs were down there.

They're ours.

We just put the
Diamond D brand on 'em

to kind of disguise 'em.

My Dad wouldn't have made
that kind of a deal with you.

You're lying!

You all right, kid?

No hard feelings.

What do you want from us, huh?

Nothing... just for things
stay like they were

when your father was alive.

And if I don't?

Look, I gave
Will Donovan $3,000.

If you let out
a peep about this,

I'll use this note to
take over the Diamond D.

3,000?

And when the whole town
finds out

what a crook your father
was... don't forget that.

Now which way's
it gonna be, kid?

I guess...

I guess I don't
have much choice.

Now you're being sensible.

Just answer me one thing...

Did you kill my father?

Us?

Why should we?

We had nothing to gain,
everything to lose.

$3,000... a nice business
arrangement.

We'd be the last ones
on Earth to want him dead.

That just doesn't make
sense, does it, kid?

No, I... I guess it wouldn't.

We'll see you
the end of the week.

Jud?

Jud?

Well, where are they going?

Well, I sent them
up to the line shack

for a couple of days.

Well, I won't miss them.

I never have liked
the Larkins much.

Jud, what's that?

Your face... It's blood!

Look, I have to go into
town on ranch business.

I might be gone all night.

Why, of course, Jud.

I can understand after
a tragedy like this,

you and your sister
might be a little short.

Now, uh, how much you
figure that you need?

$3,000.

$3,000?

I'm sorry, that's just

a little more cash than I got.

I could let you have 300,

but that's about my limit.

Yeah, but that won't pay.

Well, then you won't want this.

Well, it's a start.

Thank you very much, sir.

You know, you shouldn't have

any trouble raising 3,000.

Where?

At the bank.

They're in the lending business.

A fine piece of
property like your ranch

to put up for security,
all you got to do

is tell them
what you want it for.

Yeah, but I can't do that.

Well, why not?

I just don't want to
talk about it, sir.

Well, I can only presume

that you know what you're doing.

Yes, sir.

Thanks again, sir.

Jud, if you should
change your mind

or if there's anything
I can do for you,

you let me know.

I will, sir.

Nine of diamonds for you,
Jack for me.

That does it, Jud.

What's your pleasure?

All of it... Every cent.

All right, what do you got?

Take a look.

Kings.

Back to back.

First two cards,
you had it wired.

Yeah, I did.

And you never even bet once.

You were so anxious to boost
that little pair of yours,

I thought I'd just
give you the pleasure.

I don't understand it.

You outdrew me every hand.

You shouldn't even have
been in those hands

and calling 'em.

Kelly, this is a crooked game.

Why do you allow this
tinhorn in the place?

We used a new deck.

You shuffle, cut,
set it down on the table.

I never picked it up.

Dealt from the top.

You had a fair chance
and a fair deal.

You played your cards
like a kid in knee pants.

Why you...

I take that back...
Like a kid in diapers.

I can't go home...
Sharon will kill me.

More advice, son.

Never gamble
when you have to win

and put up more money than
you can afford to lose.

Here.

Never like to see
a man walk away clean.

One cut, double or nothing?

No.

Tell me, dealer,
how do you do it?

Do what?

Rig 'em like that.

A brand new deck and
you're never touching them.

I know you and the marshal
don't believe me,

but I run an honest game, Kelly.

There's your percentage.

Well, now, thank you, tinhorn.

I'll recommend the game
to all me friends.

Not your gun-toting friends.

Now what do you mean by that?

I saw what nearly
happened just now.

Anyone sits in this game
from now on,

I want his gun behind the bar.

Now that's fair enough.

Not only fair.

Any more trouble with you

and I'm gonna
close you up, Kelly.

Might as well start the
collection with this one.

Well, that's a pretty
little thing, ain't it?

I'd never seen one just like it.

It'll make a nice
display behind your bar.

That it will, that it will.

Oh, you should have
seen him take the kid.

While he's just lost his father,

the dealer taps him out
for every cent he has.

I thought you sold your
horse and fancy saddle.

I did.

Well, didn't I see it
just now out front?

That's right.

It's a funny thing
about what's his name...

The man that bought them.

Would you believe it?

He's the unluckiest
man I ever met.

He couldn't even pair.

So you won them back.

I've had a pretty good run.

So good you had to
take young Jud Donovan.

It's an open game.

Any man has a right to sit in.

And you, Dex,
I'm surprised at you,

standing there and
watching him take this boy

as though young Jud hasn't
had enough trouble already.

Kid's old enough to vote.

If he wants to lose his
money, I can't stop him.

Oh, no?

Well, just don't be surprised

if he does something desperate.

Why should he?

He came to me just a few
minutes ago in my office.

Wanted to borrow $3,000.

Now, he wouldn't tell me why.

I didn't have that much cash
but I did lend him 300,

the 300 you just won.

Why do you think he ran
right over here with it?

It's obvious.

Thought he might run the
300 into 3,000 in your game.

Marshal, if anything happens
to either one of those kids,

I'm gonna hold you
personally responsible.

You know, the time
he left your office

'til he came over here,
something happened.

Something happened
to change that kid...

That kid that suddenly
needs $3,000 bad.

Think you could find the answer?

I can try.

I have no idea why you insist

on interfering in our
affairs, Mr. Silverthorne,

but your attitude is
entirely uncalled for.

If Jud lost that money to you,

then I presume
you won it honestly.

Frankly, Miss Donovan, I
don't care what you presume.

All right, you already
have my thanks

for the gesture you made
in wanting to return it.

Now please take
the money and go.

You know some people can
afford pride and some can't.

From what I hear,
neither you nor Jud

can afford to lose
this kind of money.

That isn't your
business, Mr. Silverthorne.

Did you know Jud got this
money from Dr. Devlin?

I'm sure my brother
would have told me.

Do you think your brother
would have told you

that he tried to borrow $3,000?

3,000?

I don't believe you...
You're lying.

I ran a crooked game and I lie.

I guess I don't make
much of an impression.

Miss Donovan,
if you want to find out

about that $3,000,
you can ask Dr. Devlin.

You don't have to take my word.

I had no idea Jud
was going to do that.

You have any idea why
Jud might need that much?

What is it,
Mr. Silverthorne?

Why did you really come here?

If Jud is in
some kind of trouble,

I'd like to know what it is.

If he is, what can it
possibly have to do with you?

It just might have a lot
more to do with me

than I like.

Nobody but the marshal
and myself

know what I'm going to tell you.

And maybe I shouldn't
even be telling you now,

except maybe it's necessary.

I'm sure you don't
know it, Miss Donovan,

but you're in my house on
my ranch right this minute.

Where did you get this?

From your father.

You might say it's a
receipt as a down payment

for the $3,200
I sent him on this ranch.

You knew my father?

No.

A friend of mine in Independence

told me the ranch was for sale.

We had some letters
back and forth

and finally I told him
I'd buy the place.

And I got here...

Well, you know the rest.

Can you prove that
letter isn't a forgery?

If I have to,
the man in Independence

will back me up.

You'll have to believe
that I knew nothing

of my father wanting to
sell the Diamond D.

All right, I believe you.

I guess you've got a more
honest face than I have.

I'm sorry for the things

I said to you,
Mr. Silverthorne.

It's all right.

Gamblers have a tough skin.

What is it you
want me to do now?

Both the marshal and I
want to find out

who killed your father
and got my $3,200.

We're sure they'll
be one in the same.

In that case, I want to help.

That's the main reason
I came here.

If Jud is in trouble,
then he might know more

than you think he knows.

Jud couldn't have any
connection with this.

I hope you're right,
but we're going to have to

trust each other whether
we like it or not.

If Jud does know something,
the law should know it too.

Do we have a deal?

I know my brother's
innocent, Mr. Silverthorne.

That's why we have a deal.

Good.

Good day.

A hundred prime
yearling feeders.

Didn't even have 'em long
enough to put a brand on 'em.

That's gonna make it
a little tougher.

I'll do the best I can
for you, Mr. Thompson.

Sure you're in shape
to ride, marshal?

Yeah.

Not according to Doc Devlin,

but I've proved
him wrong before.

Make sure we don't
run any races.

Okay.

Now you show me where you
lost those rustlers' trail.

Lost the trail right
around here, marshal.

I see.

You might as well
go back, Mr. Thompson.

I'll take it from here.

What's over the hill?

Diamond D ranch.

Sure you can handle it
all right, marshal?

Don't worry, I'll make it.

Jud, I've been so worried.

Will you get off me?

There's coffee if you...

Jud, where have you been?

To see all our so-called
friends, that's where.

Trying to borrow money?

$3,000?

How'd you know about that?

Mr. Silverthorne.

That tinhorn was here?

What for?

To return the $300 you lost.

The tinhorn returned
his winnings.

Why?

Now why would he do it?

Maybe he's got some ideas
about you, huh, Sharon?

Maybe he thinks he can
buy you with $300, huh?

Jud, listen.

Jud, you're hurting my arm!

Now if he ever comes back here,

I'm gonna throw him
right off this place!

Jud, if he ever
comes back here again,

it'll be to throw us
off the place,

and he'll have every right.

You crazy...

Case Silverthorne
owns the Diamond D.

Not us, him.

You are out of your head.

He bought the ranch from father.

He sent him the money.

That's why he came here, Jud,

to claim his property.

He told you that
and you believe him?

He showed me a letter
from Father.

It was his handwriting,

his signature agreeing
to sell him the ranch.

And...

that's why they killed Pa.

What do you mean?

That's why they had to kill him.

Jud, put the gun away.

Jud!

Stay where you are, Tray!

Well, now wait a minute, Jud.

What are you doing here, Kelly?

The same thing you are.

Looking for Tray,
waiting for him,

but not to kill him.

Now why in the world
would you want to do

a terrible thing like
that to Tray Larkin?

Not just Tray...
All three Larkins.

Hold it, lad...
Now wait a minute.

You're really bloodthirsty.

Yeah.

They murdered my Pa.

Now that's a silly idea
if I ever heard of one.

Is it?

My Pa sold the Diamond D
right out from under Tray

and ruined his juicy
rustling racket.

He had to kill my Pa or
lose a thousand head

of prime beef headed
right down a lost meadow

wearing Diamond D brands.

Well, now, Jud, if what
you say is true,

Tray has done
a very terrible thing.

But before you kill three men,

don't you think you ought
to be able to prove it?

Yeah, well, I can do that.

How?

Well, I can testify
to it in court.

But that don't give you
any reason to kill, boy.

That's the law's
business to bring

your father's murderers
to justice... not yours.

Now, Jud, why don't
you think it over.

You think that your father

would want his only son
to turn killer?

Yeah, you're right, Kelly.

I'll go into town,
tell the marshal.

It's his job anyway.

Uh...

Just a moment, Jud.

If you do that, don't you think

that would make your
father out a killer?

And if you knew
about the rustling,

they'd put you in jail too.

Now, Jud, why don't you just...

Kelly, look, I know

I've made a lot of
mistakes in my life,

but this is one thing
I got to do.

I can't help what it does
to Pa's name or to me.

Jud, where are you going?

Into town to see the marshal.

Kelly?

Look!

What are you doing here, Kelly?

I just left... I just
left Jud Donovan.

Yeah?

He knows everything.

How we strung up
his father and why.

And he was all ready to kill you

if you'd come back to the ranch.

Where is he now?

He's on his way to town to
spill it to the marshal.

We got to get him first.

No, hold on!

Marshal won't be in town now.

We know that.

How?

Saw him a little while ago
heading up in the hills.

Besides, that kid isn't
our only problem right now.

We got two others.

What are they?

First to get that
big herd of cattle

across the Mexican border

without being followed
and the gambler.

Oh, yeah, Case Silverthorne.

You're right, that's the
guy that bought the ranch.

You might also say he
bought your saloon...

At least his money did.

Anyway, we got
three birds to kill

with one stone now
instead of two.

Hang this up, will you, Kelly?

Kelly isn't here, but
I'll put it away for you.

Where is Kelly?

Kelly left a little
while after you did.

I expected him back before now.

Howdy, Bill.

Hello, Jud.

Where's the marshal?

He's out tailing
some stolen beef.

Well, uh, when will he be back?

Can't say... It shouldn't
be long though.

Anything I can do?

No, no, I want to
talk to the marshal.

When he comes back,
will you tell him

I was looking for him
and I'll be back...

It's important.

Sure will.

Thanks.

Two of hearts, Queen of clubs.

That's all, gentlemen.

You can fight over the pot.

Have to close down now.

What do you want, Jud...
A fresh deal?

Yeah, maybe that's
what I do want.

I just talked to Sharon.

She told me all about you.

Oh?

I believe her for one reason...

It answers a lot of things.

Like what?

Like who killed my Pa
and took your money.

That answers a lot of questions.

Take a look.

Yeah, it's Pa's
writing, all right.

There's one thing I don't get.

What's that?

Pa loved that ranch.

That ranch was Pa's whole life.

Now, why would he sell it?

The same reason you
tried to raise $3,000...

To get rid of the Larkins.

How?

Suppose your dad made
a deal with Tray,

not realizing too late
what he was getting into?

My Pa was no rustler.

That's exactly what I mean.

When he realized he was
stuck with the Larkins,

the only way he could
think to get clear

was to sell the ranch
out from under 'em.

At least, that'd be my guess.

And when they found out,
they killed him

to try to keep the deal quiet.

How many cards?
Two.

Do you, uh, think we
can pin it on 'em?

I think so, now that
we're on the same side.

We'll wait until
the marshal gets back

and we'll talk to him together.

The tinhorn, he just
shot Jud Donovan.

This is his gun,

the only one like it in town.

This is hanging evidence, men.

Nice work, Kelly.

Now I don't have to guess

that you're in with the Larkins.

And he probably killed
Jud's father too.

What's going on, Kelly?

I'll tell you what we should do.

Make an example of this tinhorn.

String him up right
now but quick.

Yeah!

Hold it, hold it!

You've got to wait
for the marshal.

You've got to give him
a fair trial.

Give him a chance
to defend himself.

Yeah, well, he didn't

give Jud Donovan
much of a chance.

We're wasting time.

Come on,
let's get a rope!
Yeah!

What's happening here?

Someone was shot in there.

What happened here?

Thank goodness you're back, Dex.

That tinhorn, he shot him
with this little pop gun

that you made him
leave behind the bar.

He must have sneaked it
while I was out.

You see it?
The whole thing.

This man's been trying to
talk up a lynch party

for the gambler.

I've been trying to stop 'em.

And he's the reason
that Case got away.

Now, men, how many volunteers

can I get for
the marshal's posse?

I, for one, will go.

I don't need the kind
of posse you'd be on.

I'll go after him myself
and I'll bring him in!

Now just a minute, Doc.

The marshal and the gambler
rode into town together.

How do we know that he might
not just let him get away?

Because he's an honest man

and the best marshal
we ever had.

Hold it right
where you are, Dex.

I take it this was all
staged for my benefit.

I thought it might
intrigue you a little bit.

Let you get the drop on me, huh?

How'd you know I'd come alone?

I didn't.

I doubled back right
after I left town

to see if you was
gonna bring a posse.

I'm glad you didn't.

I guess you are.

Not for what you think.

I had to talk to you.

No matter what
happened back there,

I didn't kill Jud Donovan.

It was your gun!

And I left it behind the bar

when I got back
from the Diamond D.

Ask Kelly's bartender...
I gave it to him.

Kelly wouldn't know that?

He's in with the
Larkins up to his ears.

Why do you think they
killed Jud Donovan?

Because Jud found out
they murdered his father.

That's why Kelly was
so anxious to hang you, eh?

That's right... to shut me
up before I could talk.

Are you sure it wasn't
because Jud Donovan

found out about the ranch deal

and wouldn't give it up?

If you're dumb enough
to believe that,

go ahead and take me in.

I believed you all along...

Ever since I walked
into that saloon.

You really think I would
have barged in here

and listened to the baby,
let you get a gun on me

if I didn't expect you to show?

How could you know all along?

Trey of diamonds.

Tray Larkin, Diamond D.

I got it.

You know, marshal, you're
a natural born gambler,

the way you read cards.

Okay, let's both go get
that three of a kind, eh?

Jud, is that you?

It's me, Miss Donovan...
Marshal Harwood.

Will you let me in please?

Sharon.

Jud isn't with you?

No.

When he rode off into town,

I assumed it was to talk to you.

He never got to
the marshal, Sharon.

Jud's dead.

I guess after Father's death,
I can stand anything.

How did it happen?

Well, they say in town
that I shot him.

Oh, no, they're wrong...
You... you couldn't have.

You... you didn't.

Of course I didn't.

The Larkins and Kelly
killed Jud to shut him up.

That's why they
tried to frame me.

Tray and his brothers?

Why?

They're professional
rustlers, Miss Donovan.

Somehow they got a
hold over your father

and made him hide
their stolen stock

on the Diamond D ranch.

They killed your father

because he sold me the ranch,

spoiled their operation.

This is all
a little too much to...

Where are the Larkins now?

Haven't they been here?

They must have realized

it was getting too hot
for them in town.

Well, where could they go?

Maybe up into Lost Meadow.

I found a big herd
hidden up there today.

It must have been
the stolen stock,

even though they had the
Diamond D brand on 'em.

If the Larkins are smart,
they've got that herd

moving down toward
the border right now.

Well, let's go stop them.

Not without me.
No, Sharon.

Marshal, I think
I've got a right.

Let her come, marshal.

I may need her to back up

a few things I'm gonna
tell the Larkins.

Hyah!

Hyah!

Ha!
Go! Go!

You know where
we made our mistake?

The first time that
tinhorn showed up,

we should have knocked him off.

Then we'd have had
none of this trouble.

It's only Het.

Look, Tray, I don't
see why we stopped.

Why can't we just keep
them moving tonight?

Well, I'll explain it to you.

Try moving a herd that size
at night shorthanded.

In the morning,
you'd lose half of 'em.

By noon, the rest of
'em would be so tired,

you couldn't move 'em
with a bullet in the tail.

Yeah, but what if the
marshal comes around?

He's following
the gambler, remember?

Now, don't worry... by noon
we'll have the thousand head

across the river and
nobody can catch us.

I don't think so, Tray.

And I wouldn't even
think about drawing

or I'll think about
digging you a grave.

I sure got to
hand it to you, dealer...

Making your break, trailing
us up here like that

and finding us
in all these rocks.

You haven't got any big idea

about taking us back,

getting yourself off the hook.

Three of us?

Not taking you.

I came here after a thousand
head of beef cattle

wearing the Diamond D brand.

Well, what do you want with 'em?

They're my property...
I own the Diamond D.

Oh, no, there was only one deed

that the old man Donovan
had, and we burned it.

Sharon Donovan is the sole heir.

Here's a bill of sale leaving
the Diamond D over to me.

Pick it up, look at it.

Tear it up if you like.

I'll get her to
sign another one.

Looks legal.

So if you don't mind...

Well, there's just
one more thing.

Those cattle didn't go
with the place...

That wasn't part of the deal.

They're wearing

the Diamond D brand,
aren't they?

We put it on 'em...
The beef's ours.

Well, now, how could that
be unless you rustled 'em?

You call it want you want...
The cattle is ours!

The brand don't mean anything.

That's what we wanted to hear!

We? It's a trick,
Tray.

If they make it to the top,

we'll never be
able to get to 'em.

We'll have to go up after 'em.

I'm afraid I won't
be of much help, Case.

This lead on my side

is getting heavier and heavier.

All right, I'll go up.

And don't you try
to follow me either.

Cover me!

The gambler coming up alone!

Just what we need.

Het, you go that way...
Rebe, that way.

We'll get him
in a double crossfire.

Sharon!

Bye-bye, Sharon.

Bye-bye, Sharon.

Coming, Case?

Marshal, this is
pretty complicated.

I talked to Kelly in jail,

and it seems that Case's money

paid for the Trail's End bar,

so I just made
the deed over to him.

Looks legal.

Yeah, but it also seems
that Case's money

should have bought a half
interest in the Diamond D.

Isn't that just like a gambler...

Getting two properties
for the price of one?

Yeah, but the legal question is,

now who owns the Diamond D?

Is it Sharon?
Is it Case?

Is it both of them
together or what?

I'm no gambler, Doc,

but I'll lay ten
to one right now

that that's one legal question

that never comes up.