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(Train whistle blowing)

(Theme music playing)

A poet once said, "nothing
ventured, nothing gained."

I'll raise you a thousand.

What poet?

Man by the name of connelly.

He was my gang boss up until a
month ago when he broke his leg.

Did you have to shoot him?

(Chuckles) Not hardly.

I call and raise you, 5,000.

I would've been better off
nurse-maiding my cattle.

It beats me.

Mr. Walcott?

All I own is one small
silver mine, Calhoun.

I just heard.

Mr. Calhoun's winning, big!

That leaves you
and me, Mr. Calhoun.

And, uh, I just raised.

Yeah, with a piece of paper.

I don't accept ious in a
poker game, Mr. Patrick.

I have the collateral.

Upstairs, in my room.

Upstairs, you say. All right.

I'll trust you just that far.

He could win close to 50,000.

Yeah, or lose us
30 miles of track.

I'll call.

All black.

King high.

Ben: All red.

Ace high.

You lose, Mr. Patrick.

As another poet said?

You, uh, mentioned
something about collateral.

Upstairs, if you
gentlemen will excuse us.

Barnabas!

Get this picked up and
over to the car. Right.

Another 60 miles
of track, partner.

Dan: This way, Mr. Calhoun.

Mr. Calhoun, I'll be honest.

It'll take me a little while to
get the 5,000 dollars together.

You neglected to
mention that downstairs.

I thought I had the
winning hand, downstairs.

But as I said,

I'll leave a guarantee with you

while I raise the money.

Woman: Come in.

(Door closes)

My collateral, Mr. Calhoun.

Senorita Teresa del santandor.

In other words, you
have pawned me.

(Chuckles)

You are amused?

No, not at all.

Matter of fact, I
agree with you.

Slavery's illegal.

Besides, I'd rather have collateral
that I can put up at the bank.

In other words, no.

Mr. Calhoun, I sell
mining equipment.

To raise your money, I'll have
to go up to the mining camps.

I can't take Teresa there.

No, you cannot
take Teresa there.

Because Teresa will
not go one foot with you.

Or with you!

Good, I don't want
the responsibility.

But I do want the money.

I see.

You do not trust Patrick to
come back unless I go with you.

That was his idea.

And what will senor
Calhoun do if I refuse?

Probably shoot me.

Good, shoot him, I will watch.

I'm afraid I can't
do that either.

Just yet.

One gentleman can't
shoot another one

in the presence of a lady.

Now, it looks like
I'm gonna have to

go along with you, Mr. Patrick.

But you know how
to get a hold of me.

Then I guess you'll have
to go along with me, Teresa.

Not at all.

I'm going with senor Calhoun.

Rather than trust
you one little inch.

Next time, you would
gamble me away to an Indian!

Trust me, Mr. Calhoun.

I'll be back in a week.

(Speaking Spanish)

We should have a
great deal to discuss.

In a week.

I will send for my luggage.

Senor?

(Knock at door)

Come in.

Tell me something, curry.

What chance would
a big cattleman,

or the president of a railroad,

or a rich freighter
have in a poker gamble

against, uh, our
great Dan Patrick?

Playing with all the money
we could raise, $20,000.

I had bad cards.

So, why didn't you
deal yourself good ones?

Calhoun's sharp, he
would've spotted me.

You didn't mention that
when we agreed to back you.

Part of that 20,000 was
my money too, curry.

Yeah, now all of it
belongs to Calhoun.

And more.

You realize he must have
picked up over 50,000 dollars.

He did.

Luckily.

Luckily?

He won it, he has it,

and Teresa.

All in one place.

Like money in the bank.

All we have to do is, uh,

make a withdrawal.

Mm?

Dave left on a work train, boss.

He'll be in Kansas
city by Tuesday.

Well, that's good.

We can order the
rails on Wednesday

and we should be layin' 'em
down inside of two weeks.

Why?

What do we do with her?

I am not "her."

I am senorita
Teresa del santandor.

And this is Mr. Barnabas
Rogers, who will now apologize.

Miss santandor is
gonna be our guest

for approximately a week.

Oh.

Oh, I apologize.

I'll get dinner started.

Unless you can cook.

I am not a servant.

She can't cook.

I can cook.

And very well if I
choose to do so.

I'm sure of it.

However it shouldn't
be necessary.

I suppose you feel I
should do something

for your hospitality.

I didn't ask a thing.

What is that vile smell?

Dinner.

(Whistling)

I'm cooking bean stew.

No! You are assassinating it.

Barnabas: Hey!
What are you do...

(Stutters)

You know something, I don't think
I'm gonna like your company much.

Perhaps, but that does not
give you the right to poison me.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

All right, I apologize again.

It's the best meal
we've had in a long time.

Thank you.

You're more than a cook, Teresa.

You're a magnificent chef.

As well as being a
lovely young lady.

Thank you.

Now your luggage is here,

is there anything else you're
gonna need before we pull out?

Pull out what?

This is a railroad car.

We hook onto the train
and head for buffalo pass.

Don't worry, we'll be
back well within a week.

I am not worried.

Barnabas, would you
ask the crew to get ready

to hook on as soon
as the train gets here?

Right, boss.

See you later.

(Door opens and closes)

Thank you.

I used to do that for my father.

I will clear the table.

(Gasps)

Patrick wants to
talk to you outside.

I am not interested.

Patrick said it was important.

Something about
him catching up to you.

All right.

Up the hills to the west.

(Door closes)

(Door opens)

Teresa?

I, uh, felt like taking a walk.

Good idea.

Mind if I go along?

Not at all.

Uh, this way.

Perfect.

They're both out of the
way and that car is empty.

Get the horses, curry.

Let's go, walcott.

There are trees everywhere here.

It is a much kinder
country than...

Mexico?

I have never said
I am from Mexico.

I don't want to pry.

You can tell me as much
or as little as you want.

I have nothing to tell.

How much longer?

It's done.

Watch, you got a match? Here.

(Explosion)

Let's go.

Good work.

Let's get the girl.

We've got what's important.

I want the girl!

Go get her, we'll
keep the money warm.

(Gunshot)

(Gunshot)

(Gunshot)

The horse is ready, boss.

What are you going to do?

To you nothing.

Except see to it
that you don't leave.

Mr. Calhoun, I don't think she
knew they were gonna blow the safe.

I did not, I did not know.

Maybe not, but you
said you saw three men,

one of them you
thought was walcott,

well, one of 'em I
know was Patrick.

And I'm going after him.

You're in charge until I get
back or until Dave gets here,

and see to it that
she doesn't leave.

Yes, sir. You cannot
hold me a prisoner.

Well, you've got a choice,

you either stay
here with barnabas,

or in the scalplock jail.

Think we better get outta here.

Calhoun's sure to be after us.

So, we split up here.

Walcott: How do we know
which one he'll follow?

Watch.

Hey.

What are you doing?

Curry: He'll follow me.

(Gunshot)

(Gunshot)

How did you know?

You left me a warning.

Yeah, I thought I
was being smart.

Where are the others?

Curry: On their own ways.

You don't owe 'em
anything, you know?

I owe you less.

Except maybe for the money.

And you can have that.

(Gunshot)

All right, boy.

Go home.

Hyah!

(Train whistle blowing)

Come on! Come on.

Now, easy!

(Train whistle blowing)

We are going east
towards Kansas City.

That's right.

That is the way I wanted to go.

Home?

No.

Look, Teresa, you gotta stop
bridling every time I ask a question.

Perhaps you should
stop asking questions.

I just want to help you.

I am fine.

There is only thing I need,

to be let go.

Sure, all by yourself.

Without money or friends.

Go where?

To Patrick?

Hmm?

How long you been his girl?

His girl?

I am not his anything.

He's just a man who helped me

when I needed help.

He is a gentleman.

And you're a lady, except
you can't tell the truth.

And he robbed us
and tried to kill my boss.

(Sobs)

I'm sorry.

No.

No, I... I am sorry.

I just do not want to
believe Patrick did that.

Or that he is a criminal.

Barnabas, I am not his girl.

I believe you.

(Scoffs) You think I am easy?

Some sort of cheap girl.

No, I don't.

Oh, I see, you have no respect.

Listen, Teresa.

You do that once
more, and I'll kill you!

Two bits apiece, put 'em in any
empty stall and I'll unsaddle 'em.

Do you know that one?

Haven't had the pleasure.

It belonged to a man
by the name of curry.

He had two friends,
walcott and Patrick.

Sounds like a sociable fellow.

Where can I find him?

They don't board
their horses with me.

That one seems to
know his way around.

Would $10 buy
me any information?

Notice the way I walk.

About 20 years ago, somebody asked
me a question about somebody else.

I answered.

I got a bullet
through my knee cap.

I don't answer
questions anymore.

I'll make it $20.

That won't make me
walk any straighter.

Isn't that will curry's horse?

Yes, it is. You know him?

Yes.

I'm Dana Marion.

I own the hotel and the
saloon and this stable.

I'm pleased to meet you.

My name is Ben Calhoun.

Dan Patrick was
asking after curry.

Ben: Well, that's a coincidence.

'Cause I was asking
after Mr. Patrick.

Also a Mr. Walcott.

Oh, I imagine they're
both out at the walcott mine.

It's three miles north,

just off the arrow peak road.

Are you interested in
mining, Mr. Calhoun?

I am now, ma'am.

Thank you.

My pleasure, Mr. Calhoun.

Drop in on your way back.

Thank you, I might just do that.

How much did he offer you?

$20.

I'd call that a bargain.

Mr. Calhoun's riding into

a very interesting
business venture.

(Sniffs)

Smells great.

My kind of bean stew.

I learned to cook
from my mother.

She is French. Oh.

Then I'm grateful
to your mother.

She must be a fine cook.

Yes, she loves to
be in the kitchen.

But all mothers are
like that, is not yours?

Well, actually I wouldn't know.

I'm an orphan.

No family?

Oh, but that can be very good.

Good? Not having a family?

Sometimes a family
can be like a prison.

The duenna following.

You have no time to

to do anything, say
anything, think anything.

So, you ran away from 'em.

With Dan Patrick.

Yes.

He offered to help
me, and I went with him.

He's an outlaw.

Besides he's too old for you.

I had no choice.

My father is a...

He's a very important
man in Mexico,

a fine man.

But he lives in the middle ages.

I am to marry a man
of the proper station.

A man of my class.

None of this
nonsense about love.

Well, he's concerned about you.

No, he is only concerned about

what he thinks is right.

I have an aunt who
lives in Kansas City.

She will take me in.

Patrick was helping
me to reach her.

And that is only
reason I was with him.

(Scoffs) The only reason?

I bet he had other ideas.

You're a very attractive girl.

Oh?

Yes.

It is... it is very nice of
you to say that, barnabas.

(Chuckles) What is it?

You said if I did that
again, you'd kill me.

Perhaps, but not now.

Well? He's on his way up.

I told you we shouldn't
have come here.

Best place we could be.

How did he know
where we were so fast?

Because I arranged for him
to be told where we were,

as soon as he
reached arrow peak.

Why?

So he can walk into
that mine looking for us.

You're out of your head.

If he's here, that means
he's passed curry.

That means he killed curry.

Oh, but he won't kill us,

not if we're hospitable.

Walcott, I want you
to, uh, invite the man in.

As soon as Calhoun
walks in past me...

Well, I can't miss at 10 feet.

Yeah? What if he
starts shooting first?

Good point.

Did you have a safe
place to hide this?

Why?

Calhoun won't shoot anyone
until he gets his money back.

If it's hidden,

or if he thinks you
haven't got it on you,

he'll have to listen to you.

So, take my share and hide it.

Now go ahead.

I trust you.

I've got a place.

Dan: Hide it with yours.

He'll never find it here.

Good.

And just keep on walking.

I'll be aiming right at him.

Doesn't it bother you?

Shooting a man in the back?

Not as much as it'll
bother him. (Chuckles)

I'm a survivor,
walcott, not a hero.

I aim to be alive and rich.

(Laughing)

Walcott: Don't shoot, Calhoun.

Don't shoot!

I'm no gunman.

(Stammering) I'm not
fit for this kind of trouble.

I've got money problems.

The mines dried out.

Patrick made it
sound easy, but...

But I'm no gunman.

Just a thief.

All right, a thief.

So, call the law. I just...
I just want to stay alive.

Where's the money?
Where's Patrick?

Well, the money's in there, I...

Patrick wanted me
to ambush you, I...

I knocked him out.

I guess I got scared, I...

I left the money with him.

You don't believe me?

All right, call the law.

Not till I've seen Patrick.

Move.

Hold it.

All right.

Patrick!

(Explosions)

(Coughing)

Half of that mountain's down.

Dynamite.

Patrick.

Can we dig out?

Sure, in a month.

(Breathing heavily) Maybe.

And with no food and no water.

We might last a week.

Dynamite brought it down.

And only dynamite's
gonna blast it open.

(Continues coughing)

(Train horn blowing)

(Knocking on door)

Barnabas?

Your hair is beautiful.

Thank you for coming
back to tell me that.

You're welcome.

I mean, no, I...

I just wanted to tell you we'll
be in buffalo pass by morning.

And then I can get a
train to Kansas City!

Oh, thank you, barnabas.

(Sighs)

(Engine slowing down)

Teresa...

I can't let you
go to Kansas City

until Mr. Calhoun gets back.

I thought you were my friend.

I see that you were lying to me.

Why you only wanted to... to...

Well, you only wanted to, too!

Get out!

It's a dead end.

What's all the loose
rock doing around here?

We had some slippage, so what?

Well, maybe there's a way out.

You gotta sit down, Calhoun.

It'll go easier on you that way.

Now, you listen to me.

I'm not going to sit here and
starve to death and neither are you.

So, what are you gonna do, huh?

We're gonna start digging,

and try to dig our
way outta here.

Go ahead.

Then you better
be ready to die now.

Come on, put that thing down.

You're going to work.

Now, you start diggin'.

Go ahead! Move!

(Train whistle blowing)

(Door closing)

Patrick!

Don't make any noise.

I had you calling me,
"Dan" a while back,

now we're all formal again?

What do you want with me?

Well, not much for the moment.

You robbed senor Calhoun's safe.

Then you can
understand why I am here.

The one place no one
will think of looking for me

is on Calhoun's train.

Did you kill him? Senor Calhoun?

He's dead, and I've
got most of the money.

But every lawman from fort defiance
to the up tracks is out hunting me.

I hope they find
you and hang you.

I intend to reach Kansas City.

And you're going
to help me. I will not!

I saw you and that boy together.

You like him, don't you?

Barnabas?

He has nothing to do with you.

Not yet.

But either you help me

or I'll kill him.

No!

(Chuckling)

(Gasps)

Yes.

All right.

Good.

(Panting)

(Grunts) It's no use.

I'm not going to do any more.

You want to shoot me?

Go ahead!

(Huffing) Go ahead.

We'll take a little rest.

(Breathing heavily)

(Sighs)

What is this? A
celebration, huh?

I know what you
are doing, Calhoun.

Hmm?

Little pat on the
back, a little threat.

You gotta keep driving me.

You know, you are
driving us nowhere.

Nowhere, huh?

Look at that smoke.

Look at it.

Open air.

And it's close.

(Train engine chugging)

Oh, gee, Calhoun!

(Both laughing)

(Grunting)

(Breathing heavily)

(Gunshot)

Mr. Calhoun!

I got a telegram from Dave.

I'm glad Dave has the equipment
arranged. I wish I had the money.

You got most of it, boss.

Patrick's still got
two thirds of it,

wherever he is.

Teresa, do you have any idea?

No, barnabas.

None.

I have told you everything.

Well, I know two
of his men are dead

because he tried
to have me killed.

Now I am going to find him.

That's the one hombre
who killed senor santandor?

No, the other one.

The one who went into the car.

Mr. Benjamin Calhoun.

Two men have
been killed, Teresa.

Could easily have been three.

And you can tell me is your
aunt's address in Kansas City?

That is all I know, senor.

She's telling the truth, boss.

All right then, that's it.

We'll be in buffalo
pass shortly.

We'll put over on the
union pacific at that point.

Thank you, senor Calhoun.

I am grateful.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I'm gonna go change my shirt.

Oh, uh, senor, I...

I have been using
your bedroom...

It is untidy.

In the last 24 hours,

I've been ambushed twice
and almost buried alive once,

I don't think a little untidiness
is gonna bother me much.

It's not too untidy, is it?

If you'll excuse me.

(Yelps)

Oh, you killed him!

That's far enough.

Who are you?

I am Luis del santandor.

You, of course,
are senor Calhoun.

My daughter, you
have already met.

Papa!

Senor Calhoun is not the
man who helped me run away.

I am listening, Teresa.

It was another man.

Luis: This is why
I find you here?

Senor Calhoun very
kindly offered me hospitality

when the man I ran away with...

This other man, you speak of?

He has a name?

Dan Patrick.

Luis: The salesman
of mining equipment?

He, of course, is here
and will confess his guilt.

Papa, I... Enough!

Finish it.

(Groans)

Senores?

I did not want your
blood on my hands.

You leave me no choice.

Patrick is here.

On this train.

I had to lie to you, he...

He threatened to kill barnabas.

Luis: Patrick is here, but
nobody knows where or how.

(Speaking in Spanish)

Papa, if you're going to
shoot anyone, shoot me!

Believe me

or kill me.

If Patrick's here,
I'm gonna find him.

Ladies and gentlemen, we
have a rather small emergency.

I wonder if I could ask all of you to
step back in my private car, please.

Patrick!

Patrick! (Gunshot)

(Gunshot)

No chance, Calhoun.

Now you'll have
to come in after me.

He might try to jump.

Not at this speed.

He will when we slow
down for cutter's field.

(Rattling)

Ben: Patrick!

Come out or I'll get dynamite
and blow you out of there.

And blow up your train, Calhoun?

I'll take that chance.

(Whispering) You
keep him talking.

Right.

Patrick!

Barnabas: Teresa
told me all about it.

One thing, you'll
never lie to her again.

Barnabas, is it?

You like Teresa, don't you?

I enjoyed, uh,

knowing her too.

(Rattling)

(Gunshot)

(Groans)

Barnabas: Boss,
what's happening?

(Struggling)

Mr. Calhoun, what is it?

Boss, what's happening in there?

Barnabas: Open the door!

Mr. Calhoun, open the door!

Open the door!

(Train whistle blowing)

Buffalo pass.

The end of the line.

Luis: Gracias, senor.

I hope you have a
nice trip back to Mexico.

I think we shall.

Your mother will
meet us in amarillo.

I have missed her.

I give you my word.

In a month, Kansas City.

In a month? Young man.

My daughter will be under
the care of her aunt at all times.

Of course, sir.

I wish that understood.

(Speaking Spanish)

Good-bye. Good-bye.

Luis: Gracias, senor.

Welcome home.

I'm glad to be back. The
equipment's down at the freight depot.

Good.

Ah, we've got one little problem.
They want cash on the barrelhead.

No, thanks.

No faith. None.

So what story do we give them?

Washout, overdue payments,
bridge burned down?

(Chuckles) Why don't we try
something different this time?

Cash.

(Theme music playing)