All language subtitles for Stranger.on.the.Run.1967.1080p.BluRay.x264.DTS-FGT

Train's here, Mr. Gorman.

You don't say.

- Hold it till I'm packed.
- Yes, sir.

- Uh, where's McKay?
- He road up the line.

Said he'd be back by train time.

- Tell him I want to see him.
- Yes, sir.

What do you think this is?
A hotel?

Throw it and I'll break your back.

Your lucky day.

How far to Banner, friend?

You're standing in it.

My lucky day-

Excuse me, gentlemen.

Better?

But not much.

Such a thing as a drink
of whiskey around here?

Over there.

Across those tracks.

How do I find uh...

Alma Britten?

I couldn't say.

Got to get to work.

Ha, huh, huh,

Ha, huh, huh.

Warm day.

We don't get many
blizzards this time of year.

How's a man go about
getting some of that stuff?

Buys it.

Or works for it.

I pay twenty cents an hour.

Stock me with what will
earn a two-ounce shot.

Gear up.

Mercurio.

You run him down here.

Mr. McKay, here's the mail.

Oh, Mr. Gorman said
he wanted to see you right now.

You got more law than you've got town.

Oh, we had a little bonfire
a couple of months back.

Seems there's some
folks don't love railroads.

Especially cowmen.

That is done with now.

Say this much for the company though,

sure know how to put an end
to these things in a hurry.

Railroad law?

It's a railroad town.

Lock, stock and water tower.

Any for me?

If there is I'll be sure and let you know.

When we getting out of here, McKay?

Anybody seen my magazine?

Anybody seen that Leslie magazine?

Hey, George.

You ought to read this.

Wild Bill Hickok.

Prince of the pistoleers.

That's supposed to be Hickok?

I've seen him in action once up in Abilene.

It ended with Hickok killing
one of his own deputies by mistake.

A slight social error.

That's no way to do, Larkin.

You want to borrow my book, ask me.

Better count the pages.

Something bothering you?

Maybe so.

You wanna spell it out?

How do you spell girl fighter?

One word or two?

That'|| do.

Don't stop me, McKay.

Try me first.

I ain't gonna say it twice.

Got quiet, didn't it.

Let's go, George.

Wanted to see you, McKay.

Larkin.

Get out of here.

Well.

You got about two minutes.

Let him wait,
we still have some talking to do.

I did all my talking.

You just don't listen.

Then you listen.

You'll stay on here at Banner.

You'll continue to escort work parties,

generally protect the railroads interest

until you're notified otherwise.

The problem being, when's that?

Till I think the trouble's over.

Dead and buried.

Right along with Sam Dockstander.

You think those were
birds you shot out of a tree?

They were people with friends.

Step outside that door and what do you see?

I'd see a burnt out town.

That's cattle loading on that train.

Dockstander are beef.

If they're shipping by rail again
it's gotta be finished.

That's just two and two.

I get the feeling you're not happy here.

Oh, what'd ever give you that idea.

How old are you?

- What's that?
- Your age. When were you born?

I'm as good as I ever was.

He's one man I think
we can spare down here.

Oren stays right here.

You tell me this place is
grading on your people.

You say you want to get them out of here.

I give you a chance to let one go
and what do you say?

Well, my plans don't include
getting shot in the back.

You got any idea what kind of men
I got working up here for me?

I don't want to know
what kind of men you've got here

neither does the company.

You just get the job done.

German.

Hold just one minute.

Over there by the cook tent.

The old bone dusty.

Well, that's Leo Weed.

He's killed himself three, four men.

Spent a little time in prison.

That young fella standing next to him,
that's George Blaylock.

That's another human, grant you.

Killed his man on a act of freedom.

Haven't heard a word you said.

Next.

That's Mercurio.

Now he's good with an knife.

Cut his way through half a
state of Chihuahua to get up here.

Including a couple of roorallies.

You're wasting your time.

Oh, Oh you haven't' heard about Larkin yet.

Larkin's one of our star attractions.

He's wanted on three,
maybe four counts of murder.

Well.

There's liable to be blood and hair
all over these walls up here.

That's your problem.

But if there's any trouble,

the kind that gets into a newspaper
or a court of law,

we had no idea such men
were wearing a company badge.

Understand?

And you'll be finished.

Board!

Write it on your pillowcase, McKay!

Learn it by heart!

Oh, Viny.

What you said about me, I'm obliged.

There ain't no charge.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hold... hold on.

Here.

Mother's ruin.

Big trick is don't cough.

I may live.

You want to work out the day?

What time's the next train?

We've only got the one.

Eight in the morning.

You hired yourself a coolie.

Just keep that thing handy.

You've come an awful long way
for a couple of drinks of whiskey.

Know a girl named Britten?

- Britten?
- Alma Britten.

Oh, she's not around.

She was here a couple of days ago.

Well, she left.

You sure?

The man said she left.

What brought that on?

What happened to Alma Britten?

I don't know.

I told you, she left here.

You missed her, that's all there is to it.

But when? For where?

Take my word for it.

She's all right.

You don't know what happened to her,
but she's all right?

That's interesting.

The subject is closed, finished

or else you'll have to wait for your train
somewhere else.

I'm not sure I'm taking the train.

Mister.

Take the train.

Mrs. Johnson.

Matt.

Vincent was hoping you'd find time
to look in on Ortega.

He don't seem a lot better.

Uh-huh, well,
as soon as I get my order started.

You coming in, Matt?

I dare say we could manage
a bottle of soda water.

No thanks, Ma,
I thought I'd go along with Mr. Hotchkiss.

Why, Mr. Hotchkiss doesn't
want you bothering him.

No trouble, ma'am, we get along fine.

Mr. Berk?

Yes, ma'am, what can I do for you?

I can take care of you.

Mr. Berk.

All right, lady, suit yourself.

Oh, Mrs. Johnson, how are you?

Say hello to Ben.

He's helping out for the day,
he can use the work.

He can use a clean shirt and a barber.

Well, there you are.

I'll be back directly.

Oh, Mrs. Johnson,
I spoke to the conductor about Matty.

He says it's fine.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Berk.

That is good news.

Have you asked Matt?

Uh, no, not yet.

Four bits a piece.

Matt's in, you're not?

I don't draw my gun unless I mean to kill
somebody, Mr. Weed.

Looks like we're never gonna find out
how you got that reputation of yours.

Not unless you feel uncommonly lucky.

Come on, George, it's your shot.

Hey.

- Hey, Blaylock?
- Yeah?

There's a man in town asking about Alma.

So what's that to me?

Just thought you might want to know.

Not too good.

Are you, Blaylock?

I tried to be nice, nice as pie.

You bear me out, George.

Mhm, nice as pie.

One more time, what'd you come here for?

- It's still my business.
- You know something, mister?

Your breath stinks.

Bad whiskey.

Maybe he came to be a town drunk.

Don't let that bad whiskey
influence your judgment, mister.

You've been asking about Alma Britten,
how come?

I asked you a question, I want an answer.

Now you pay attention,
I'm gonna ask you one more time.

What did you come here for?

Answer me, answer me.

Ah!

All right.

That it?

Ugh.

Do it and you're dog meat.

- Much obliged.
- No charge.

Well, just come right in, why don't you.

Ms. Alma, I brought you something to eat.

Eat it yourself.

Well,
I realize that it ain't up to your cooking.

- Oh, don't try to sauce on me.
- Why?

Boys kinda miss you at the hotel.

Yeah, well,
you can just go right on missing me.

I didn't hire on to be treated this way.

Brought you some candy.

Who was it?

Must have some idea.

Oh, I've got a real good idea.

I think you better tell me.

So you can what? Slap his wrist?

He'll answer to law.

A company law in a company town.

What will I get out of it?

Same as I always got, nothing.

You don't hide me dark
and do a lady like he'd done me.

He's gonna pay through the nose mister,
and so is the railroad.

Look, look, you want to see bruises?

Look at that.

Look, maybe you'd like to see some more.

I'm getting paid
for every last one of them marks.

Just trying to help you, Alma.

I don't want you to get hurt anymore.

I think you better think
about it for a long time.

Yeah,
well I ain't gonna be here for a long time.

Now you get out of here, McKay.

Expecting a visitor?

That's for me to know
and you to find out, isn't it.

Well, I...

I guess there just ain't no cure for it,
Ms. Alma.

For what?

Being stupid.

That's everything.

Thank you kindly, Mr. Berk.

- You ready Matt?
- Oh, don't forget to ask him, Mrs. Johnson.

- Ask me what?
- Um, well.

Mr. Berk was talking to the conductor

and well, the thing is,
there's no candy pusher on the train.

Not between Clovis and Las Cruces.

- Candy pusher?
- Well, Mr. Berk and I been thinking,

well, I do make good candy

and he would be willing to provide
sandwiches and soda water...

Don't you know me at all?

You think I don't but I do.

When you're 17 there's
no fence can hold you.

All right then!

Yes but a job on a train,
that should be just about right.

You... you'd meet people,
see some of the world even

and then maybe after a while
when you've had your fill...

Ma.

Ma, no.

I'm just not cut out for that.

What then?
A paid gunfighter for the railroad.

Look, do we have to talk about it
right here in the middle of the street?

Well, on the way home then.

Ugh, will you remind me to cut your hair

before somebody sheers you for a sheep.

Ma, Ma, Mr. Hotchkiss asked me to stay in
town, have dinner with him at the Chinaman's.

- Oh?
- Yeah and the thing is,

I already told him you'd say yes.

Well.

I won't make a liar out of you

- but you come home directly, hear?
- Yes, ma'am.

I mean,
Blossom could drop that calf anytime.

- "Ma'?
- Hm» Yes'?"

Nothing.

Take care.

Get up.

How are you feeling?

Never better.

Man has a gun, what are you gonna do.

Like that gun was a difference.

I don't need your sympathy.

So there, choke.

McKay was asking for you, twice.

I told him you were sleeping.

He wants to talk to you.

What's he wanna tell me?

Alma Britten left town?

Seems to me I've heard that.

What's it all about, Mr. Berk.

All I know is this, if anybody should
come asking for Alma, she left town.

That's what they told me,
that's what I say.

You always say what anybody tells you?

I mentioned it before,
this is a railroad town.

One word from them
and I'm not in business anymore.

Makes it so important?

I said I'd do a favor.

Is that important? I don't know.

I know this much,
I can't do without some kind of help.

You want to do a favor, do me a favor.

Leave me out of it.

So it doesn't get done.

What's the difference,
won't be the first time or the last.

I'm sorry.

What happened to her, Mr. Berk?

All right, all right.

What can happen to a girl like that?

Men?

She's anybody's cat,
you make a lap she'll sit in it.

They came down here, six of them,
it was like Christmas.

Had to be trouble,
just lucky it wasn't worse.

How bad was it?

Somebody hit her a couple,
she's not hurt bad, believe me.

Then why all the mystery?

Special Agent beats up woman,

they... they don't need
that kind of trouble.

You see that?

That shack?

So do your favor.

Damn,
ain't nobody ought to get that hungry.

Decided that when I was eight.

Here, get on out and chew that there.

Didn't your old man teach you nothing?

Well, not much.

Once, I remember he taught
me how to deal.

As it turns out,
he wasn't too good at it himself.

Brought him home dead one night.

Yeah, you told me.

- That must've been...
- I sold his watch had a good supper.

You talked to Weed?

- That I did.
- Have any?

There's only one thing gonna help
and that's getting out of here.

You hear what old Gorman said?

Heat and desert has
nothing to do with sweat.

He's rubbing them raw.

Well, I got too much time this badge over.

And I don't mean to lose you just cause
Leo Weed got himself a heat rash.

But it ain't only Weed, it's all of them.

What they need is something
to take their minds off this place.

Well, Oren, why don't you
organize some dancing lessons.

I, ah...

I've been thinking about a hunting pack
I had up in Utah.

Bear dog there was.

- What?
- Bear dog.

They get mean cooped up the way they was.

So what I'd do was run them.

I'd take them out and run them
till their eyes bounced out

then I'd run them some more.

Well, Oren.

These ain't bear dogs.

Sure did take the meanness out of them.

If you can't help,
why don't you just hush up.

You want to talk about something, Viny?

I've got almost half my life in this
outfit on and I don't mean to lose it.

I was 15 years old when I hired on,
riding steel.

There ain't nothing handed to me.

I know.

I was on the chain gang,
straw boss, special agent.

I ain't knowing that through you.

When I was a kid, I used to stand outside
of a big house in Denver.

All them horse and buggies driving up.

Hear their music.

Music.

I told myself I want to have all that,
Oren, ain't nobody gonna stop me.

Not Leo Weed.

German?

Ain't nobody.

Ms. Britten?

Ms. Britten, you don't know me
but I'm a friend of your brothers.

Ms. Britten?

Ms. Britten.

- Mercurio.
- Si, senor.

Somebody told me you was supposed to be
some kind of tracker.

Mr. McKay.

I told you, Viny, he'd make a good one.

Yup.

Out for a little morning stroll,
Mr. Chamberlain?

She was dead when I got there,
that's the truth.

- The truth?
- Just let the man have his chance.

You see, how it was, her brother,
she wrote him a letter enclosed.

That's where I met him,
up in jail up there.

He told me she was in some kind of trouble,
she needed help to get out of town.

You gotta believe me, all I did...
All I wanted to do

was just to help her get away on the train.

Just one of those ideas, you know,
fella has a couple of drinks he thinks...

Why string it out?
He came looking for her and he killed her.

We ain't exactly positive of that.

Well, if he didn't kill her,
what'd he run for?

What's he doing out here?

I say hang him right now.

To what, senor?

Drag hang him.

Viny?

You gonna let them do it?

You remind me I owe you an apology.

Blaylock, you forget that rope
and bring me that horse.

Right now.

Rest of you boys get back.

All right, get on.

I don't understand.

Chihuahua's over there somewhere.

It's your chance anyway.

It's about all you're getting.

You say I killed her
then prove it in a court of law.

You'd never get that far, neither would I.

Some of these boys are pretty fond of Alma

so you better... you better mount up.

Get, get out!

What'd he let him go for?

Just giving him a start, that's all.

It's kind of like a game.

Game?

Call it Bear Dog.

On your feet!

Just want some coffee.

Hold on there, Dockstander.

Now what's all this fuss about?

He's a railroader.

- Him?
- That's a railroad horse

- their brand on it.
- Then he stole it.

This fella gets thrown off railroads.

Put up that rifle, Arley,
he's a friend of mine.

What you doing around here?

This ain't no place for a drinking man.

How far behind did you say they were?

Two, three hours.

Don't kill yourself,
you've got plenty of time.

Besides,
Dockstander will be thinking it out.

Thinking what out?

Maybe you didn't catch his name,
Dockstander.

Those railroaders killed his brother
a couple of months ago.

Nephew too.

ROY -

Call it a debt to pay.

Not mine,
I just want to get away, that's all.

You know they can't
chase you if you don't run.

Those are just words.

I ain't trying to tell you how to act.

You're telling me.

Just this.

Somebody ask you what you are

you say "I'm a man."

If there's one thing I found out,

sooner or late, day's gonna come
when somebody else say...

prove it.

Ain't no getting around that.

What if my day's come and gone.

That just means you lucky, buddy,

'cause you got another shot at it.

We spotted them heading
for the water by Trainers.

You feel like some sport?

He don't want no part of that.

You're in for part, mister, like it or not.

- Well, then they're just all...
- No, not all of them.

There's locals too like
Billy Barney and Allison.

They come to like killing and need it.

Like another man who need whiskey.

You can see it in their eyes,
the craziness.

There ain't no cure for that.

Once in a while, you find a real one

like Eddie Masterson or Tillman

or him.

Did you ask him about me?

Give me some more twigs.

Yeah, he's still thinking about it.

Think it's maybe you're
still a little too young.

No younger than him
when he first signed on.

They put him up in my
outfit up by Raton Pass.

Green as grass he was.

I'm just talking about old times
up by Raton and Boulder.

You tell him about the time you took
old Luke Bulldog off my back?

Nah.

Man was an ugly man.

Unspiritual.

I never could warm up to him.

I couldn't either.

Specially him all over man,
he's over my shoulder.

Draw the fires.

It's him, Chamberlain.

Line up!

Looks like he found himself some friends.

Get down, get behind them rocks!

Let's get out of the weather, boy, come on.

Remember what I told you.

Come down on it slow and squeeze.

And mind that gun,
it drops off to the left.

Don't worry about it.

It's that way the first time.

Hey, Mercurio.

Glad you joined up with the railroad?

Where else can I kill so many gringos
and get paid for it, senor!

Ugh.

Oren.

You cover me, you hear.

- You hear me?
- Yeah, I got you, Viny.

What the hell are you supposed to be doing?

What? I'm covering you, Viny.

Firing like you said.

At what, that man nearly killed me.

Artie!

Artie Dockstatter!

He's dead!

How many?

All of 'em.

Friend, we'd better shag our little...

Your shoulder?

Just through the meat.

Are you all right, Vinnie?

What's the matter?

Hot ankle.

Well... you got a pretty good start on 'em.

Most likely, they won't get
their horses back till morning.

I'm obliged.

You're obliged?

Say, you really don't know, do you?

Know what?

How good you looked
up on that hill today,

reachin' your hand down to me.

I was half scared to death.

You don't get no credit
in doin' what you ain't afraid of.

When you're half scared to death,

that's the only time
it really counts, friend.

That's enough.

Come over here
where I can see you.

Well.

Do I know you?

You could still use
a clean shirt and a barber.

Oh.

I guess it looked
like I was after a horse.

That thought passed through my mind.

I left you my horse,

it's tied up to a tree down there.

That was nice of you.

Get in here.

I don't mean ya any harm, lady.

You have the gall.

A horse thief for sure,

and who knows what else
you might have in mind.

- You have the gall to stand here...
- You flatter yourself, madam.

In the middle of the night
and tell me...

- You don't mean me any harm.
- I've had a long, hard day, lady.

I need a horse, that's all.

You have some wild idea
that'|| calm my fears?

There's no reason to get all excited.

I am not excited.

I assure you, I'm as calm...

I'm... I'm completely calm.

And I'll show you
this bullet is loaded... gun.

- That cow's in trouble.
- So are you.

How long she been in labor?

You turn around,
put your hands behind your back.

- Mister!
- Oh, put that thing away.

I notice you're a good deal braver
when it's a woman.

You want to talk about that,

or you want to do something
for the animal?

It's dying, you know that?

What do you think
I came out here for?

With a gun?

Have you got so many cows
you can spare one?

Bring me the lantern.

It's a transverse.

- Huh?
- Little fool's got himself

twisted around in there.

Can you help her?

I'll need soap and water
and rags and a lubricant.

A what?

Castor oil,
got some castor oil in the house?

- Yes.
- Well, get it.

That's whiskey.

I was dosin' her with it.

Who are you?

The man who came to save your cow.

Get a move on.

Easy, girl, easy.

I'm sorry, George.

It was that fall,
when my horse went down.

I felt something go inside me.

In my saddlebag, there's...
there's an address.

A lady in Roanoke.

If anything should happen to me,
I'd be much obliged to you...

Nothing's gonna happen.

Just... just write to her
and tell her that...

Nothing's gonna happen.

McKay!

We gotta get George into Banner.

He's all busted up inside.

Mr. McKay, there's a buckboard
up at my place.

It's not too far,
I could get it.

All right, Matt, why don't you do that?

- Yes, sir.
- Matt?

Why don't you pin this
on your shirt for luck?

Yes, sir.

I better go with him,
make sure he gets back.

I don't think so, Weed.

You just stay here
and take care of George.

This trail.

Come on, Larkin.

You're ridin' it into the ground, Vinnie.

Blaylock down, Mercurio dead.

Ain't nothin' free.

I say the hunt is over.

It's over when I bring him in
on the back of a horse.

It ain't a game no more, is it?

Don't get to like it too much, Vinnie.

Don't let that happen.

Got a good bull calf.

I... I brought you some things.

They were my husband's.

I'm obliged to you.

Uh, what I said last night,

about you bein' braver
when it's a woman.

That was wrong of me.

What do they call you?

Valverda.

Tell me, Valverda,
you give haircuts too?

Sometimes.

Matt, when I can run him down.

Are you sure you didn't see him
with McKay's people?

To tell you the truth,
it's all pretty much a blur.

He was with 'em, all right.

I know it.

Maybe so.

Well...

breakfast in 15 minutes.

Ham and red gravy.

Thanks just the same,
but I don't think so.

Oh, but you gotta eat!

I've stayed a good deal longer
than I should.

Oh, you've got time.

See that hill?

You can see somebody comin'
ten miles away.

I've been up there watching
off and on since first light.

Your husband?

He died, um... ten years ago last May.

What Of?

Time, I guess.

Oh, I wasn't his first wife.

Or his second, for that matter.

He was 59 years of age
when I married him.

How old were you?

Sixteen.

And I've never regretted it.

A good man chose me for his wife.

I take pride in that.

Just to be married.

To have someone.

It means a lot, Mr. Chamberlain.

I know.

Oh.

You're married.

She died... was killed.

Oh. I'm sorry.

It was a long time ago.

Well, you'll find underclothing
and stockings too.

But don't be too long.

Kinda like to sluice off.

Well, help yourself,
I won't peek.

Now, what did I say that for?

I swear.

Oh... here.

I was thinking that pump of yours
needs reseating.

Somebody oughta fix it.

Well, I keep hoping
a blacksmith'|| come by,

but they never do.

Pretty far out, I guess.

A little.

I expect it gets lonely.

Oh, we have our good times.

I've had lots of good times here.

On Christmas,
we always cut a little pifion

and fix it up pretty.

And then, there are birthdays,
special treats.

I'll make candy or bake something.

And when Mr. Johnson was alive,
we had parties sometimes.

We... we had a spinnet then,
and I'd play it.

It was cherry wood,

such a delicate little thing.

Well... better be going.

Mm-hm, yes.

You can have the sorrel.

He's a... he's a good horse,
he won't give you any trouble.

I'll leave him first place I can.

You just write and say where.

To Banner.

Mrs. Valverda Johnson.

Shall I put it down for you?

I'll remember.

Well...

You really ought pull
that whole casing outta there,

that's what's giving you the rust.

It's really a nice place.

Yes, well... you better go.

Yes.

You still owe me a haircut.

That's a promise.

Well, maybe someday when you're...

Matt!

It's about time you got home.

Funniest thing.

Said to myself, "Matt,
you better not go up that valley,

just cross over the ridge."

Somethin' told me.

You put that thing away
and explain yourself.

Mama, listen to me.

It's a blessing I didn't find you here
strangled to death in your own blood.

Just keep 'em up there, mister.

You know who he is,
what he's done?

He saved Blossom,
that's what he's done.

And we've got a fine bull calf to boot,
no thanks to you.

He killed Alma Britten.

Nonsense!

How do you know?

I know, that's all.

You taking his side?

I was gonna shoot that cow in the head.

This man did us a service last night.

He could've been away and gone.

You look different, mister.

How come he's wearing
my father's clothes?

You don't speak to me that way.

Not now, not when you're a man grown,
not ever.

Now, you better get cleaned up,
young man.

And take that thing off your shirt.

I'm sorry, Ma.

Outside!

I don't think so, son.

You do what I say, you hear?

In the name of the law.

I still don't think so.

Don't, mister.

I'll kill ya, I swear I will.

It's a thing few men can do
and no boys at all.

I'm no boy.

Be your mistake to take me for one.

Mrs. Johnson.

Well, whaddya know?

Wasn't a bad idea, me following.

Get down.

Matt, get this wagon turned around.

George,
I brought Mrs. Johnson along.

She'll see to you.

How are you?

My insides,
they're filling up with blood.

We're gonna get you into Banner.

There'|| be a doctor down from Clovis
in the morning.

You get that message off first thing,
you hear?

Hotchkiss, gimme a hand.

I'll find McKay.

I wouldn't.

All you'll get is dead.

He wouldn't be very happy about that.

What?

Who?

What's his name, the gun punk
who runs this little army.

If you're talking about Vinnie McKay,

he happens to be a friend of mine.

How do you figure it'll be?

Shot trying to escape?

You got him wrong.

You're caught. It's over.

Why should he kill you?

Oh, matter of pride, maybe?

Maybe he's one of those men
likes to kill people.

What do you want?

Outta here, that's all.

There's a southbound due in Banner
at eight in the morning.

It shouldn't be too hard
to slip onto it.

Much obliged.

No need to be.

How?

I don't know.

I guess I just got careless.

I found his track.

Northbound.

You finish up old boy,
we gonna move.

Vinnie, let him go.

Killed Alma Britten.

Did he?

You better believe.

The problem being, I don't.

I know it's a whole lot neater that way.

Book's closed and no questions asked,
but...

but, Vinnie, you're talkin'
about killin' a man.

That's right.

You act like you never killed one before.

I never murdered one.

I guess maybe I'm...

maybe I'm just too old a dog to learn.

But you know what an old dog does?

He just lies out there in the sun
and starts to smellin' bad.

Till somebody puts him out of his misery.

You better start wearing
them eyeglasses, old man.

The ones you keep in your top pocket.

I've known about 'em for a while.

Problem being,

they don't help that much no more.

Well, then you tell me something, boy.

What are you good for?

Fair question, Vinnie.

That's a fair question.

Help me, Matt.

Matt?

I just got a telegraph message
from Mr. McKay.

He, uh, cut into wire
down near Trainer's Pass.

"B. Chamberlain."

Wanted, questioning
and murder Alma Britten.

Believed heading Banner.

Must be considered dangerous.

"McKay. Special agent."

All right, wake up the section hands
and anybody else you can find.

Matt.

What makes it your job?

I guess this does.

Look, Ma, I'm not a farmer
and I'm not a candy butcher.

If that hurts you, I'm sorry,
but this is what I want.

You're 17 years old.
How can you know what you want?

You know, that's all, you...

You ride alongside a man like Vince McKay
just once, and...

I don't know how to say it,

but men like him are something special,

and I'm a part of it.

You're not like them
and you never will be.

What's the use.

Carl Trainer made you a standing offer.

Tongue and tallow
to help him slaughter.

Could you slaughter?
Did you once?

Ma, that was different!

You got to be hard and tough
and empty-hearted.

If you're not, you'll end up
in a ditch some place.

I've gotta be going.

What if... what if I asked you not to?

Don't ask me that.

Well, I am asking it.

For me? Or for him out there?

You just... you just don't understand.

Don't I?

Señor deputy!

Hurry up! Get a move on!

Sefiofl.

Señor deputy!

Señor deputy.

Look... the horse.

It's our horse.

He's here.

He's gotta be somewhere close by.

Stop it!

Stop it, I say!

Stop it! Stop it!

Hold your fire!

Ma?

Ma, you all right?

Ma?

Ma, run for it.

I'll be stayin' here.

Be best if you went home,
all of you.

He's got a gun
and he'll use it if he has to.

Mr. Berk, move back.

Take some of those people around behind.

Is that you, Abraham Berk?

Yes, ma'am.

Well, you ought to be ashamed of yourself.

Ma!

Little fool!

Vincent McKay.

That's his idea of a great man.

One thing's for sure,
I can't stay here forever.

Well... I... I sent to Clovis
for a U.S. Marshal.

So you know,

there would be a good place.

We could... we could watch
the front door and the back too.

U.S. Marshal?

Yeah. Same time I sent for the doctor.

I... I thought it might be a good idea.

He'll, uh, he'll be here in the morning,
eight o'clock southbound.

McKay'|| be here before then.

Well, we'll worry about that
when it happens.

Valverda, listen.

I thank you for what you've done

and I guess that's pretty much
of an understatement,

but I'd be obliged if
you'd leave right now.

- That's out of the question.
- When McKay comes,

there's gonna be shootin',
whether you're here or not.

Then so be it.

I don't want you to think
I'm ungrateful, but...

get out of here, will ya?

I'm nothing to you,
you're nothing to me.

There's no reason for you to stay.

I didn't mean...

I didn't mean to make out there was.

I'm sorry.

Don't be.

I loved a woman once.

There isn't a day goes by
I don't think of her.

That's the way it is.

There's a...

there's a sick boy up there.

I'd better go see to him.

McKay is coming.

- Oh...
- They're coming.

All four of them.

I'm gonna ask you one more time
as a favor.

No harm will come to me.

And what if it does?

Then that's my fault.

You won't have to blame yourself.

- I won't.
- That's right.

You listen.

One woman's been killed
on account of me.

I don't want another.

Your wife.

Uh, I didn't mean to pry.

I was studying to be a vet in Salina.

We started this little store
to keep going.

Nothing much... notions, dry goods.

It doesn't matter.

One day, this fella came in.

Nothing special, just a skinny hay shaker
with some whiskey in him.

Got to be bothersome, so finally,
I showed him out.

Well, he stood around
out there in the street

for maybe half an hour.

I knew he was getting up his nerve
to do something,

I knew I ought to go out there
and take the gun away,

but I just couldn't bring myself
to do it.

Finally, he put two shots
through the window and ran.

One of them hit her in the throat.

She never even cried out.

Found out it was a ricochet
off the coffee grinder.

And you blame yourself.

You got a better idea?

The man who shot her!

Or the coffee grinder.

I was afraid to go out there,
that's why she died.

You shouldn't say that.

I was never much at lying to myself.

You're not so much
at forgiving yourself either.

Or maybe that'd spoil the fun.

Sittin' in barrooms,
feeling sorry for yourself.

You think you're the only one
ever got scared once?

All day, every day,
seven days a week.

Who isn't?

Weed, you get over behind that pole.

Get off the street.

Old man, get behind that wagon
and take that boy with you.

Vamanos!

Larkin.

Chamberlain?

Be careful!
I told you my mother's in there!

Ma'am, you better come out here.

You lay down the floor
and keep outta them windows,

you hear me?

Larkin?

I want you to get around back
and brush him out to me, you hear?

Weed! Keep him covered.

Now, get moving.

Just 20 minutes more.

Larkin! Hey, what's the...

You did that?

Like Hotchkiss said.

A slight social error.

Why. Leo?

It had to be done.

Who did kill her?

Just like a pullet.

A dirty, fat pullet.

Who killed her, Leo? Did you?

Squawk!

Squawk.

Trouble was,

she died too quick.

Get Vinnie!

Uh, what I said last night
about my wife,

I wish it wasn't that way.

Won't you please drop it? Please?

I felt sorry for you.

Nothing more.

Chamberlain?

Chamberlain, you better come out here
or I'm gonna burn you out.

McKay! My ma!

No... I told you, my ma's in there!

What are you gonna do?

Your ears gone bad on you too, old man?

You're in bad shape entirely.

But I told you, Weed killed Alma!

You got no reason!

You look around you, old man.

You look around you,
tell me I got no reason.

It was all just talk, wasn't it?

That house in Denver and all.

You'll never leave this job.

The hunting you want,
and the killing.

You've come to like it, ain't you?

You've come to need it!

Chamberlain!

Chamberlain, you got one minute,
startin' right now.

Well, it was a good try.

All right, McKay.

Just for the record, McKay,
I don't have a gun.

McKay! You can't!

You coming?