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Never thought I'd see
him back here again.

'Morning, Matt.

See you haven't
forgotten me.

Why, no sir, Mr. Frazer.

Ed.

Uh...

What can I do for you?

You might give me a room.

Oh.

Oh, yeah.
Real pleased to have you.

Number, uh, 24.

Be with us long?

Long enough.

Stick this
in my room, will you?

G-glad to, Ed.

But I want you
to have it, darling.

I want you to be
well-dressed at all times.

You know how important
it is.
All right, Mama.

Oh, darling, give me that.

You shouldn't be carrying it.

Thank you.

Mr. Frazer.

You remember my daughter
Gloria, don't you?

Gloria.

Nice seeing you again,
Mrs. Blaine.

Mama...

I thought he was in...

Don't just stand there, Gloria.
We have to get home.

Hey! Ed Frazer!

Hi, Dave.
I can't believe it.

I didn't expect to see you

for another two,
three years at least.

Got something for me?

I got what you left here.

Ain't touched it since.

Good.

Feel more natural?
Mm-hmm.

Ed Frazer got five years.

Now what's he doing out
in three?

Time off for good
behavior, I guess.

Good behavior?!
Ed Frazer?!

Three years in jail
for $30,000.

That's a good deal.

That's even
more than I make here.

That comes to...
$10,000 a year.

Five thousand. There were
two of 'em, remember?

That's still
more than I make!

What do you suppose
he's doing back here?

Well, he lived here.

Come back here if he
feels like it, I guess.

Come back

He's not gonna get
his job back with Wade.

If he's got $30,000
hid somewhere,

he don't need a job!

I don't think you've got
anything to worry about, Steve.

Nothing to worry about?

I stood up in court,
and I said the words that
helped put him behind bars.

Now, you remember
what he yelled at me?

Three years in jail
can cool a man off, you know.

Sure.

Well, like he said, Steve,
you got nothing to worry about.

You done your duty.

If Ed Frazer guns you down,
we'll give you a hero's funeral.

As far as we know,
he might just be passing
through Medicine Bow.

Still, it might be
smart of you to stay
away from town

for a few days, Steve.

I'm not gonna hide
from Ed Frazer or anybody.

I got a dance to go to
tomorrow night,

and you can bet your life
I'm going to it.

You do as he says.
No need to hunt for trouble.

I'll tell you what I'll do--
I'll take Gloria Blaine
to the dance for you.

That goes to show you
what kind of friend I am.

STEVE: Yeah, I know.

That's the kind
I can do without.

Hey, you better get in
some target practice.

'Evening, Steve.

Mr. Colby.

Well, now, ain't you
the city dude?

Just going to a dance,
Mr. Colby, just going
to a dance.

I want some of that
taffy candy. That stuff.

Well, now, you want
that little one-pound box,

or do you want one of those
big, special, fancy
two

One of the big,
special, fancy,
two-pound boxes.

Well, sir, now that
kind of tells me something.

You're taking that
pretty Blaine girl
to the dance, ain't you?

That's right.

Courting her?

Mr. Colby, what's
the matter with this town?

You take a girl out
two, three times,

and already they're
looking for chivalry.

Just looking, Colby.

Aren't you Steve Hill?

That's right.

Yeah, I thought
I recognized you.

You've lost a little weight

since I last saw you.

How have you been?

I've been fine.

Glad to hear it.

( instrumental
music playing )

( indistinct chatter
and laughter )

Well, I've got to say it
again, Glory,

that's the prettiest dress
I've ever seen.

You really think so?
Yep.

Mama was going to get it
for me next week,

but because of
the dance tonight,

she made it a surprise.

She did? That was
sure nice of her.

You're pretty lucky
to have a mother like that.

What are we standing
out here for?

All the fun's inside.

Well, then,
let's join it.

Hi, Steve.

'Evening.

Well, looks like
a good party. Shall we...?

Don't muss my dress.
Oh, no.

( instrumental
music playing )

Have a nice time.
I will.

Old Moses was his name.

Biggest bear you ever saw.

Had teeth
as long as your arm.

Anyway.

Excuse me.

Oh, not now, Willie.

I just got a chance
to dance with her myself.

Why don't you go pick
on someone else?

'Cause I want to dance
with Gloria.

Well, uh, all right, Willie.

I'll tell you more
about that bear later.

Howdy.

Hello, Mabel.

Boy, you're getting prettier
every time I run into you.

Hey, you know something?

I think if I was
going to get married,

I'd put you way up
on the list. First one.

Glory, I gotta talk to you.

All right, Wilfred.

Well, not here.

Let's go outside.

Now, Wilfred--

Please.

It's very important.

Oh, all right.

I didn't think you'd
be here tonight, Glory.

Why shouldn't I be here?

I asked to take you
two weeks ago,

and you said you were
staying home or something.

Nothing complicated
about it.

I changed my mind,
that's all.

Couldn't let me know?

Let me take you
instead of that cowhand?

What difference
does that make?

It makes a lot of
difference to me.

I love you, Glory,
and I want to marry you.

Wilfred, I--

I can afford
to get married now.

There's not another
optometrist

within a hundred miles
of Medicine Bow.

Last month,
I made $176, clear,

and that's just to start.

I'm glad you're
doing so well.

It's enough
to get married on.

Who else around here
makes that kind of money?

Well, I'm sorry, Wilfred,

but, well, Medicine Bow
is not the whole world.

What's that
got to do with it?

It's where you live.

Right now it is.

What do you mean,
"right now"?

I shouldn't tell you,

but, well, you'll know
soon enough anyway.

As soon as I'm 18,

Mom and I are moving away,
to New York,

where I can meet
the right kind of people--

rich society people.

That's the craziest thing
I ever heard of.

Do you think it's easy
to meet those kind of people?

Mama says.
Never mind what Mama says.

What do you say?
Is that what you want?

Of course!

Who'd want to spend
the rest of her life here,

when she
could have a big home,

and servants,
and go to fancy balls.

You're pretty
all right, Glory.

I guess you're about
as pretty as a girl can get.

Only if you're saying
that you'd marry any man

who comes along
with a lot of money,

then I'm saying
that there's something
the matter with you,

and your mother.

I guess you're mad at me
because you're jealous.

Maybe I am jealous.

It happens to somebody
who loves someone.

But I'm not mad at you.

I guess I feel sorry for you.

Let's go back.

No, you go on.

I want to get my scarf
out of Steve's buggy.

Excuse me.

Where's Glory?

Outside.

What'd you leave her
out there for?

I didn't.
She left me.

FRAZER: 'Evening, Gloria.

Oh. Hello.

I, uh,
saw your friend leave.

Hope nothing's wrong.

No. Nothing's wrong,
thank you.

You weren't much more
than a little girl
when I went away.

You've sure grown up
in three years.

STEVE: Glory?

You owe me a dance,
remember?

Good night, Mr. Frazer.

So long.

What was he saying to you?

Just that I'd grown up
since he saw me last.

Your mother used to
know him, didn't she?

What do you mean by that?

Nothing, just that
your mother used to know him.

Well, of course she did.

She knows a lot of people.

Whoa, whoa.

I think a fellow always has
more fun at a dance

if he's got
a pretty girl with him,

and I had the prettiest one
at the dance.

Somebody spilled punch
on my dress.

I was just
paying you a compliment.

Oh, thanks.
Help me down?

I hope Mama can get
that spot out.

Are you mad at me?

No. Why

I just wondered.

You know, Mr. Colby,
the man who sold me
the candy,

asked me if
I was courting you.

That was good candy.

Yeah.

Here we are.

Thank you for
a very nice evening.

I was hoping
it wasn't over yet.

It's very late.

A good-night kiss hardly
takes any time at all.

HELEN:
Is that you, Gloria?

Coming, Mama.

Good night.

'Night.

Well, you didn't
have to wait up.

I wasn't sleepy.

Did you have
a good time, darling?

Mmm, it was all right.

Do you think
this spot will come off?

Somebody spilled punch.

I wouldn't worry about it.

I heard you and Steve
drive up.

I wondered why you
didn't come in.

We were talking.

He's a nice enough boy,
I suppose,

but we have bigger
fish to fry.

Always remember that.

All right, Mama.

Darling, I don't mean

to keep harping
and harping on it,

but everything I do,

I do for your happiness,
your good.

You know that, don't you?

Yes, Mama, I know.

All right.
Go to bed now.

Good night.
Good night, Mama.

'Afternoon, Steve.

All right, Frazer.

Now, you got something
on your mind? Let's hear it.

Hear what?
What are you driving at?

I'd like to know what
you're doing back here
in Medicine Bowl.

I don't rightly
know that that's
any of your business.

I wish it wasn't,

but ever since you
showed up in town,

every time I turn around,
you're there.

At the general store,
last night at the dance,

and now here. That's what
makes it my business.

If you want to talk,
let's go someplace private.

I don't mind
having it out here.

Why should you?

Have what out?

What are you trying
to do to me, kid?

Get me stuck
behind bars again?

Wasn't once enough?

That's it. That's it,
and you've come back
to even the score.

If you think you're gonna
scare me into anything--
Scare you?

Yeah, scare me!

I'm not out
to scare anybody.

Sure I was sore at you
when you testified

against me at the trial,

but I've had three
long years to think it over,

and I'm willing
to let it go that you
made an honest mistake.

What more do you want?
I want to know why you
keep following me around.

I'm not following you around.

This is a small town.

It's pretty hard to keep
from running into each other.

Whoa.

Well, good morning, Steve.

Mr. Hubbard.
What's on your mind?

Got to pick up some lumber.

That last storm we had
blew down our tool shed,

so we gotta build a new one.

We're here to serve.
That's our motto.

You give me
the size of the boards,
and the quantity.

Right here.
All right.

Good morning,
Mrs. Blaine.

Good morning, Steve.

You know, this may
take a little while.

Suppose you could come
back in an hour or so?

Long as you want.

I'll get something
to eat while I'm waiting.

All right, fine.

Good to see you,
Mrs. Blaine.

Well, darling, you haven't
told me what you did with
yourself all morning.

Nothing much.

I went shopping
for some green yardage.

Oh, did you hear what happened
at the post office yesterday?

No.

Nobody told you?
About Steve and Mr. Frazer?

They'd hardly come
running into the office
to spread gossip.

Tell me, what did happen?

Well, it isn't gossip.

They had some kind
of a terrible fight,

and everybody expected
them to start shooting
at each other any minute.

Well, obviously,
they didn't shoot,

because Steve
was in the lumberyard
just before lunch.

I didn't say they did.

I said everybody
expected them to.

There's bound to be
bad blood between them,

but I doubt very much
it'll come to a shooting.

With a prison record,

that's the last thing
Ed Frazer would want.

Mother.

Yes, dear?

At the barn dance,

Steve asked me
about Mr. Frazer.

Oh

He asked me if you hadn't
known him before he went
to prison.

What did you tell him?

I told him that you knew
most everybody in town.

Your answer was exactly right.

We're still going
to New York, aren't we?

You won't let
anything change that.

No. No, of course I won't.

But what if--

Nothing's going to interfere
with your happiness,
my darling.

Nothing.

I promise you.

I must get back to the office.
Goodbye, dear.

All right, Steve.
Sign right there.

Okay.
Thanks, Mr. Hubbard.

Say hello to the Judge
for me.

Yeah, I will.

Come on, George.

Pull it up there.
You can do it. Come on.

Hyah!

Come on, George,
help your brother!

Come on!

Come on!

Come on, George!

Hey, slow down,
now, Steve.

That stuff takes
getting used to.

Just don't worry about me,
all right?

He should be here right now.

You sound like some kind
of a mind reader.

For all you know,
he may be miles away by now.

No, he'll be here.

You want to know
why he'll be here?

Because I'm here,

and anyplace I am,
he's bound to be.

Whiskey.

It didn't work, Frazer.

What didn't work?

Oh, you came close,
all right.

I lost a wagon,
I lost a load of lumber,

but all I got was
a bump on the head.

That's too bad, isn't it?

I don't know what you're
trying to hang on me,

but you're wrong.
I, uh...

I'll tell you what I'm
trying to hang on you.

You were at
the lumberyard today,

and you sneaked in
when nobody was there,

and you loosened the pin
on the wagon tongue.

That tells me why you're
back in Medicine Bow--

to kill me.

Well, all right.

Let's do it right.

You've got a gun,
now use it.

I don't want
to gunfight you, kid.

'Course not.
I know that.

You'd rather push me
off a cliff.

What's it gonna be
next time, a bushwhacking?

Maybe it's news
to you, son,

but they don't let us

practice drawing a gun
in the state pen.

It's left me a mite rusty,

and that's an edge I'm
not about to give anybody.

Oh, you'll use it,
all right,

or you'll die right there
with that gun in your holster.

Hold it right there,
both of you.

What's the matter with you,
Frazer? Can't you stay
out of trouble?

Me?!

Listen, Sheriff,
I just came in here
for a peaceful drink,

and this fool kid
tries to stampede me
into a gunfight.

Is that true?
Yes, it's true.

He fixed my wagon
so it'd look like
I got killed accidental.

Can you prove that?

Prove it?!

I don't have to. I know it.

And I'm telling you--

I'm telling you,

the day is long gone
when you can force a man
into a gunfight,

kill him,
and call it self-defense.

You get out of here, Steve.
Get back to the ranch.

I hear of you pulling
a stunt like this again,

I'm going to stick you
under a peace bond

that'll cost you
six months' wages.

Well, fine--!
You get out of here. Now.

You got something to say?

No.

Ed.

You--

You shouldn't have
come here.

Gloria's light went out
over half an hour ago,

and there's nobody else
around at this time of night.

Or have you got company?

Don't be silly.

You know better than that.

Have you still got the money?

All of it?

Of course I've
still got it.

But you shouldn't
be here, Ed.

Supposing somebody
saw you.

What would they think?

The same thing
they would have thought
three years ago.

Or have things changed
while I was away?

No, Ed, of course not.

I wouldn't like it
if there had.

There hasn't been a day
in the last three years

that I wasn't thinking
about you.

Don't you think
I've missed you
just as much?

But we've got
to be careful, Ed.

If they find out now,
we'll lose everything.

That's why
I'm afraid to see you.

Well, you can stop
being afraid.

We're getting out
of this town--

you and me and Glory.
No.

No, we can't do that.

Why, I-I mean,
not right away, Ed.

That's all they'd need
to know everything.

We gotta chance that.
If I stay here,

that Hill kid is gonna
wreck everything anyway.

Steve Hill?

He's got a wild notion
that I'm out to get him

because he testified
against me at the trial.

He tried to push me
into a gunfight tonight.

I'm out on parole, Helen.

Any real trouble, and they'd
put me away for two more years.

I'm not gonna risk that.

No. No two ways about it--
we gotta get moving.

Where'd you put the money?

In the bank.

In the bank?

I-it's in a lockbox.

Nobody can get into it
except me.

Oh. All right.

Pull it out of there,

and I'll give you
two or three days

to get things settled here.

NO!

What I mean is, Ed,

that i-if we leave
at the same time,

they're sure
to suspect something.

Oh, now, I'm not gonna
let you talk me

into ruining the whole thing
after we've been so careful.

What are you
getting at, Helen?

There's a better way.
Please listen to me.

Nobody'll think
anything about it,

if you leave town first.

You'll go to Chicago,
to the Trenton House,

and then I'll meet you
there in six weeks.

Yeah?

Don't you understand?

They'll have forgotten
about you by then,

so when I leave
Medicine Bow,

nobody'll connect it
with you.

I don't like waiting either,

but we have waited this long.

Six more weeks won't matter,

and it could mean
the difference

between keeping the money
or losing it...

and each other.

All right.

On one condition.

What's that?

That I take
the money with me.

All of it.

Don't you trust me?

Three years is a long time.

If I'd wanted
to double-cross you, Ed,

I could have left
with the money anytime.

Well, maybe you thought
you had two more years
to do it in,

before my sentence was up.

I don't know
what's turned you against me.

After all, it wasn't
my fault you got caught.

Wasn't it?

Now, just what do you
mean by that?

The watchman wasn't
supposed to be there
at that time...

or so you said.

Well, he usually wasn't.
I couldn't guarantee it.

Well, you knew that
all along.

You couldn't believe
that I deliberately--

I didn't say
that I believed it;

I just said that I wondered.

All right.

Supposing I do
give you the money.

How will I know
you'll be in Chicago
when I get there?

Maybe you don't care
if you never see me
again, Ed.

Why do you think that I
kept quiet at the trial,

and for all that time
in jail?

I want the money,
and I want you.

And this way,
I'm sure of getting both.

All right, Ed.

Have it your way.

Let me know
when you're ready.

But make it quick.

You can't give him
all the money.

Well, you said it was
all gonna be for us.

You promised!

Hi, Steve.

Hi.

Well, it's a pretty
dressy cowhand.

Yep.

Got a date.

Gloria?
Uh-huh.

Well, uh, every man
to his own choice.

Hey, look, as long as
you're going into town,

would you stop
by the store to pick me up

some hair ribbons?

Now, come on, Betsy.

How would that look,
me walking into a store

asking for hair ribbons?

Well, you'd look cute!

I'll bet if that
stuck-up Gloria Blaine
asked you to go--

She's not stuck up.
She's a... nice girl.

Did you kiss her good night
after the barn dance?

Now, what kind of question
is that to ask?

Did you?

A gentleman doesn't discuss
things like that, Betsy.

I'm not asking you
to discuss it.

All I want
is a simple yes or no.

Well, I'll bet you didn't!

Gloria's had
a rather hard life.

Oh?

Yes, her father died
when she was 2.

Or did she tell you?

No, she didn't.

He was a young lawyer.

Had a brilliant future.

Everyone said so.

He came from
a very fine family.

If he were alive today,
we'd be living in New York,

and Gloria would be going
to private schools,

like all the other girls,

and entering society.

And that's where
she really belongs.

Sorry to keep you
waiting, Steve.

It's all right.

I had a chance to talk
to your mother.

Yes, we had a nice chat.

Steve, bring her home
at 11:00, please.

I don't see why, Mama.

None of the other girls
have to.

Nothing puts lines
in the face like late hours.

Besides, we have
to think of Steve.

He has a rather long drive
back to the ranch afterward.

Good night, Mrs. Blaine.

Gloria.

Good night, Mama.

Don't forget, Steve.

11:00, sharp.

Anything you say,
Mrs. Blaine.

Gloria, is that you?

Yes, Mama.

Did you--
did you have a nice time?

I suppose so.

But I can't wait
till we get to New York.

That's good.

You've been seeing
so much of Steve lately,

I was afraid you were
getting serious about him.

Oh, Steve's all right,

but we still are going
to New York, aren't we?

Yes, of course we are.

Kiss me good night.

Gloria, you--
you do love me, don't you?

Of course I do, Mama.

That was a foolish question.

Good night.
Good night.

When's the last time
you used this gun, Steve?

I don't know, off hand.

What's all this about?
You come busting in here
at the crack of dawn

without so much
as a by-your-leave,

and you star messing around--
You got something to hide?

When are you gonna
stop asking questions
and give a few answers?

What's going on?

If you've got some idea
Steve's mixed up in a shooting,

I'd say he deserves
an explanation.

Ed Frazer was shot last night.

In the back.

You think I did it.

After what happened
in the saloon a couple
of nights back,

it's possible, yes.

Now, hold on, Mark.

You said he was shot
in the back.

That proves
Steve didn't do it.

Proves it to you, maybe.

As Sheriff,
I need a little more.

When did this happen, Mark?

Oh, about midnight.

Maybe five minutes
either way.

Shots woke up
a couple of folks.

They thought it was
a liquored-up cowhand.

Steve, where were you
last night about midnight?

He was in his bunk,
asleep.

He was snoring so loud,
I felt like busting him
right in the--

I was on my way home...
from town.

Alone?

Alone.

What time did you leave town?

A little after eleven.

Frazer and me had a...

I think you'd better
saddle up, Steve.

Quiet, now.
Let's have order in here.

I'll again explain
to you people

that this is not
a court of law,

but a coroner's inquest,

called in compliance
with the statutes

of the State of Wyoming
and this county.

Al right, boys,
how do you find?

The only way we could find--

he was murdered by persons
or person unknown.

Don't look at me when you
say that, Andy!

Quiet! Quiet!

Sit down!

Is there any recommendation
this jury wants to make?

Yes, sir.

Now, there ain't none of us here
had much use for Ed Frazer,

but when it comes
to shooting a man in the back--

Nobody asked
for any speeches.

You've got a recommendation
to make, just make it.

We think Steve Hill
should be tried for murder.

Well, it comes down
to one thing, John--

you don't have
sufficient evidence.

As county prosecutor,
you know that better
than I do.

Judge, we can show motive.

We can produce at least
a dozen witnesses

that heard Hill
threaten Frazer.

By his own admission,
he has no alibi.

I'd call that
sufficient evidence.

Frazer served time
for robbing the lumber
company, didn't he?

Mm-hmm.

And the proceeds
of $30,000

have never been recovered?

Well, to keep from
dividing the money,

his accomplice
could have killed him.

You've no proof of that.

The burden of proof
rests on the state.

Beyond a reasonable doubt,
remember?

Well...

let's review it.

You believe that Frazer

was out to get you.
Is that right?

I know it. What he did
to the wagon tongue proved that.

And when he refused
to meet you face to face,

you were afraid
that he would probably try

to bushwhack you some night,

so you figured that
you would hit him first.

Just a minute, John.

I suppose in some way
you felt justified

in taking such action.

Your testimony helped send
Frazer to prison.

It's natural that
you would fear reprisal.

Now, that of course
will be taken into
consideration.

Are you through?

I'll accept a plea
of manslaughter, Judge.

No, John.

There'll be no deal.
That boy's innocent.

Now, just a minute, Judge.
Just because he's a friend--

That isn't the point.

What's important legally

is that you'd be wasting
the state's money

bringing him to trial,
and you know it.

Any first-year law clerk
could prove you haven't
got a case,

and I guarantee you,

he'll be defended by
considerably more
than a law clerk.

All right, Steve.

You can go.

Come on, Steve.

Don't look at me that way.

Garth was right.

I wasn't questioning
that, John.

Of course he's right.

I was just thinking
it would have been
a lot better for Steve

if he'd been tried
and acquitted.

I don't follow you.

This is gonna be
a rough time for that boy.

A lot of people
will always think he did it.

I'll just be a minute.

Sounded like a pretty
funny joke. Why don't you
let me in on it?

Steve!

If you have any fighting
to do, you do it on your time.

Let's go.

Judge, I've got to have
some time off.

How much time, and for what?

Enough time to prove
to this town

that I didn't kill Ed Frazer.

Prove it how?
With your fists?

I don't know how.

But these people
are treating me

like I've got smallpox
or something.

First the coroner's jury,
then the county prosecutor.

He was just doing his job.

Were those fellows
in front of the bank
doing their job?

Your friends know
you didn't do it,

and town's-- forget--!

You keep stirring things up,

they won't get a chance
to forget!

I don't think
forgetting's enough, Judge.

I've got to clear myself.

That's not your job.

It's the Sheriff's business
to do the investigating.

I don't think it means
as much to the Sheriff

as it means to me,

'cause he isn't doing
much about it.

Just a few days, Judge.
That's all I need.

All right, boy.

Do what you have to.
Just...

be careful you don't
make it any worse.

So why come to me, kid?

You know the whole story.

Not the whole story,
I don't.

Who killed Ed Frazer,
and why?

You asking me to pick
a name out of the hat?

You were trying to ramrod
him into a fight

the minute he got
back to town,

so what the rest
of the town thinks
makes sense to me.

I didn't kill Ed Frazer.

Can't you get that
through your head?

The lumber company money
didn't show up,

so the way I see it,

whoever has it
killed Ed Frazer

in order
to keep from sharing it.

Now, you were
his best friend.

You must know somebody
he was close to back then.

Ed Frazer wasn't
close to nobody,

and he didn't get
any money out of that robbery.

All he got was three years.

And he deserved
every one of them.

After he slugged
the night watchman,

the old man ripped
the button right off his coat.

I saw him tearing
out of the lumberyard,

and when the Sheriff
collared him,

he had that same button
missing off his coat.

What more proof
would you want?

I'm not saying
that the jury was wrong,

I'm just saying that Ed
didn't get any money,

and that somebody
gave him a dirty deal.

Right!

And that's the somebody
I'm looking for.

Frazer was a man who spent
his working hours on the ranch.

Any free time he had,
he was slicked up
and off to town.

'Course, what he did
in his own time

was his own business.

Thanks, Mr. Wade.

Will you lock up,
Mrs. Blaine?

Yes, of course,
Mr. Hubbard.

Good night.
Good night.

What do you want here?

Can I speak to you,
Mrs. Blaine?

Why certainly, Steve.

Will this take long, Steve?

I have to get Gloria's supper.

No, I won't keep you,
Mrs. Blaine. It's just that--

Well, you know what
everybody in town
is saying about me...

Yes.

...and I thought you could help.

How?

I've been trying to figure out
who would want to kill Frazer,

and the only answer
I can come up with is...

the man who was working
with him,

the one who has the money.

Are you quite sure
there is another man?

Oh, yes.

I mean...

Frazer could have
hidden the money
before they caught him.

No.

They were sure at the trial
there was a second man.

It would take an expert

to open that safe
without any dynamite,

and Frazer was a cowhand,
like me.

Well, I still don't see
how I can be of any help.

You were his friend.

Maybe you can tell me
something about him. Anything.

Aside from the fact
that he worked on a ranch,

I knew very little about him.

Did he mention anybody at all?

Anybody that he might
be close to?

No, I'm afraid not, Steve.

He didn't seem to know
anyone very well.

That's exactly
what Mr. Wade said.

But it had to be a friend.

A man wouldn't just
come in out of the blue

and ask a man like Frazer,
a $40-a-month cowhand,

to help him rob a safe!

It had to be a friend.

Can't you remember anything?

Steve, perhaps
I'd better explain

about Mr. Frazer and me.

All right.

It's true.

We were friends, in a way.

He even came to the house
once in a while for dinner.

I was as shocked
as the rest of the town
at what he did.

He was always so respectful.
Courteous.

But it wasn't the kind
of friendship where you
exchange confidences.

It's hard for you
to understand, Steve,
at your age,

but all I really wanted
from him was companionship.

It's a rather lonely life
sometimes, being a widow.

Oh, I'm sorry I haven't
been more help to you.

But aside from the fact
that I ran into him once
since he got back in town,

I haven't seen him
since he got out of jail.

I really have to go home now.

Gloria's waiting.

Well, thank you for taking
the time to talk to me,
Mrs. Blaine.

It's more than most
of the townfolks will do.

Good luck, Steve.

( clock chimes
nine o'clock )

Good night.

Hello, dear.
Hello, Mama.

Whose buggy was that
I heard?

Steve's.

I thought you were
spending the evening
with Mary Evans.

Well, he called for me
at Mary's.

Gloria, I don't think
you should be seeing him
at this time.

You know what they're
saying about him.

Mama.

Yes?

Do you think Steve
killed Mr. Frazer?

He had every reason to,
from what I've heard.

That's not what I asked you.

Do you think he did it?

I really don't know.

How could I?

Steve said there were
two people in on the robbery,

and the second person
killed him

to keep from having
to share the money.

Just what are you
trying to say?

I'm not trying
to say anything.

I'm only telling you
what Steve said.

I'm not interested
in Steve's theories.

Would you like
some warm milk
before you go to bed?

No, thank you.

Mama...

Yes, dear?

Nothing.

What do you think
you're doing, Steve?

I'm finishing
my breakfast. Why?

Don't get fresh with me.

You know what I mean.

Mark, is it wrong for a man
to try and prove that
he's not a murderer.

In your case, yeah.
Do you mean I can't even

I'll tell you what I mean.
You've already been
in one fight.

You keep hanging
around this town,

the way the town
feels about you
and with that hot head,

you're just gonna wind up
in more trouble.

My advice to you is,

get back to Shiloh
and stay there.

As long as you've
finished your breakfast,

you can start right now.

Are you advising me,
or telling me?

Well, you put it that way,
I'm telling you.

Just hold very still, now,

till I get it out.

There. I got it.

Now I'll give you something
to wash it out with.

Wait till my eye
stops watering.

Say, this is quite
a place you've got
here, Wilfred.

You need a lot of
equipment to be
an optometrist.

Here. Use this.

I don't know if I ought
to trust you or not,

seeing as how we're rivals.

If you're talking
about Gloria,

we're not rivals anymore.

You and her have
a little fight that night
at the dance?

It didn't set out
to be one.

I asked her to marry me.

Well, I didn't know
you were that serious
about her, Wilfred.

I'm over it.

Any girl that looks
down her nose

at $176 a month.

Do you know what
she told me?

That she was gonna
go to New York to meet
rich society people,

maybe even marry one of them.

Well, she was joking.

No, she wasn't.

You should have seen
the look on her face
when she said it.

She really believed it.

How could she get to New York?

Don't ask me,
ask her mother.

She's been filling that girl
so full of wild notions.

I don't think Gloria knows
what's real and what isn't
anymore.

All that talk about New York,
you'd think money grew on trees.

How much do I owe you,
Wilfred?

Nothing-- if you
promise to come to me
when you need glasses.

Oh, you bet. Sure.

Thank you.

Don't rub that eye, now.

Oh, no.

Good evening.

Good evening.

I'm sorry, Steve,
but I think it best
that you don't see Gloria,

under the present
circumstances.

I didn't come
to see Gloria.

I came to talk to you.

I thought we had
our talk in the office.

This'll only take a minute.

I hope so.

I was about to go to bed.

Then I'll get right to it.

I know who killed
Ed Frazer.

Indeed?

You did.

You can't be serious!

What threw me at first
was I was looking for a man,

when it dawned on me....

And then everything
fell into place.

Would you mind
telling me how you arrived
at this absurd conclusion?

You were Frazer's partner,

and when he came
back to town,

you had to get rid of him.

And you heard about
the trouble between
me and Frazer.

So you fixed
that wagon tongue,

figuring I'd get killed
and Frazer'd get blamed for it.

When that didn't work,
you killed him,

and at a time when you
knew I couldn't prove
where I was.

If you really believe
all this,

why don't you tell
the Sheriff?

Because I can't prove it!

Yet.

But I will. If it takes me
the rest of my life,
I'll prove it.

Get out.

I don't know where
you hid the money,

but you'd better
leave it there,

because you'll never
get a chance to use it
as long as you live.

There's too much...

...blood on it.

Get out.

Get out!

Good night, Mrs. Blaine.

Sleep well.

GLORIA: He was right,
wasn't he?

Everything he said.

That was just
the way it happened,
wasn't it?

Yes.

All right, you want me
to say it, I'll say it.

I killed him.

How could you
have done it?

Don't you look at me
that way.

There was nothing else
I could do.

And I didn't do it
for myself;

I did it for you.

All the things
we dreamed about,

talked about all these years.

I couldn't let him ruin it.

Don't you see, darling?

I had to get rid of him.

He could have spoiled
everything.

But...
you killed him.

Darling, listen to me, please.

Steve can't prove it.

Nobody will ever know.

I will.

Gloria.

HELEN: "My darling,

"you were right
to turn away from me.

"There is no way to justify
what I did,

"and what I almost did to you.

"It is a crime that goes
beyond the laws of man,

"but thank God it is not
too late for one of us.

"Give this key to the Sheriff,

"along with the written
confession

"telling him that I
and I alone

"am responsible for all
the terrible things
that were done.

"Try to find it in your heart
to forgive me, darling.

"If you can do that,

it may be that God
will forgive me too."

Aaahhhh!

Help me!

Oh, please!
Help me, somebody!

Help me!

Hang on.

Try to hang on.

I'll get a rope.
Oh, no!

I guess we'll never know
how the accident happened

or what your mother
was doing out there,

but... if you need anything,

or if there's something
we can do for you

before you leave
to join your relatives,
you just let us know.

Thank you,
but I'm all right.

Your mother
was a fine woman.

She had the respect
of everyone in town.

I heard you were leaving town.

Don't do it, Glory.

Don't try and do it.

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

You've got the money.
I know you have.

Will you leave me alone?

This is
my last chance, Glory.

Nobody can hurt your mother
now, no matter what comes out.

But if you go through with this,
if you leave now,

this town will never believe
I didn't kill Frazer.

I told you, I
don't know what you're--

Do you know what you'll be
if you go through with this?

You'll be an accomplice
to a robbery and a murder.

Do you want to go through
the rest of your life

with that hanging
over your head?

Do you want to end up
just like your mother?

For the last time,
will you leave me alone?

( stagecoach
approaching outside )

Give it back, Gloria.
It's not too late.

You'll be in the clear.
Nothing will happen to you.

For the last time,
will you leave me alone?

Are you gonna give it back,
or do I have to take it?

Let go of that!

How was the trip, Frank?

GLORIA: Let go of that!

SHERIFF:
What's going on here?

Make him leave me alone.

Have you lost your mind?

Ask her. She'll tell you.

He thinks my mother robbed

the lumber company safe.

I know she did,
and she killed Frazer.

What's the matter
with you, Steve?

I was trying to make her
give the money back.

You'd better get
on the stage.

Aren't you gonna look?

Will you be quiet?!

All right, look.

Look in every single one.

If you want to look--!

Open the trunk
and look in there.

I guess that's it.

I'm sorry, Gloria.
Frank!

MAN: Stage is leaving.
Everybody aboard.

All right, folks, will you
get on the stage, please.

I don't know what's
got into you, Steve,

but I'm gonna
tell you one thing--

before this day is out,

every man in this town
is gonna be lining up

for a chance
to break your jaw,

and if I wasn't
wearing this star,

I'd be the first in line.

You won, Gloria.

And I feel sorry for you.

All right, Gloria.

I feel sorry for him.

He brought it on himself.

Good luck.

Whoa! Whoa, now!

You were right, Steve.

This is what
you were looking for.

You'll find the money
in the bank at Denver.

Can I go,
or are you going to...?

No, you can go.

Glory.

You don't owe me
anything, Steve.

It's just
the other way around.

DRIVER: Hup!

Buy you a drink?