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Hiya, Jimmy. —hi, old—timer.

- —Give me a drink. - Say!

- Just give me the drink, will ya? - You bet your life, Jimmy.

-Do you know who that is? —who?

Jimmy Ringo.

Well. What do you know?

Nice to see ya again, Jimmy.

- —Thanks. - You remember the old buckhorn in Paso?

- Yeah. You worked there? - —five years ago, when Tim O'Leary had it.

He don't look so tough to me.

Well, if he ain't so tough, there's been an awful lot

of sudden natural deaths in his vicinity.

- How many do you figure? - —ten, 12,15.

Depends upon who's telling it.

I'll bet he ain't as fast as Wyatt earp.

In dodge city and places like that, they say he is.

Just two hands, like anybody else.

Yeah, the same number it looks like, but...

Oh, now, wait a minute, Eddie.

You ain't thinking of doing nothing foolish, are ya?

You mean he's so tough I can't even talk to him?

I mean this ain't no joke, boy. That's a real mean man there.

I just want to see how a great, big, important fella like that handles himself.

What's wrong with that? —I'm telling ya, Eddie.

I wouldn't do it if I was you.

Hey, Chuck. How about a little service down here?

That's if Mr. Frazzlebottom, or whatever his name is, don't object.

Eddie, don't you know who this is?

You mean it ain't Mr. Frazzlebottom? —It's Jimmy Ringo, Eddie.

Well, it looks like Mr. Frazzlebottom to me.

Did you ever hear anybody kid like him?

How about a drink, Mr. Frazzlebottom?

No, thanks. —how's that, Mr. Frazzlebottom?

- Eddie, please. - Please what?

I asked the man to have a drink with me. What's wrong with that?

How about it, Mr. Frazzlebottom?

Okay, partner.

Ah. I knew Mr. Frazzlebottom wasn't gonna pass up a free one.

Don't you understand, Eddie? This is Jimmy Ringo.

All right, so it's Jimmy Ringo.

So what's everybody supposed to do, fall on their knees?

Well, you can be a little polite at least.

Mr. Ringo,

Chuck figures you got a little extra consideration coming to you around here.

- —Is that right? - Nope.

How's that? You'll have to speak up if you want me to hear ya.

Why don't you button up your britches and go home?

How'd you like to try to make me, Mr. Ringo?

Now, listen, partner.

I come in here minding my own business.

Now how about letting me go out the same way.

I want to know first what you meant by that remark you just passed.

Tell you what. You just bought me a drink.

Now I'll buy you one, and then we'll drop it. What do you say?

Give him a drink for me. —never mind the drink.

I want to know what you meant by that remark you passed.

-Listen, Eddie — -i ain't talkin' to you!

I'm talkin' to Mr. Ringo.

I want to know what you meant by that remark you passed.

How I come I gotta run into a squirt like you

nearly every place I go these days?

What are you trying to do? Show off in front of your friends?

Are you ready to back up that remark or not?

What about this? Ain't some of you fellas in charge of this donkey?

- —I'm telling ya, Mr. Ringo! - Eddie don't mean no real harm.

Then let Eddie keep his big ugly nose out of my business

if he don't want to get it slapped.

[Gunshofl

- Did you see that? - Yes, sir.

- —He drew first. - Did you see it?

- Yeah, I saw it. - Yes, sir. I saw it.

Except I'd get on out of town anyway if I was you.

Why?

Because he's got three brothers that ain't gonna care who drew first.

All right.

Everybody stay where you are.

He can't be more than an hour ahead of us.

- —Must be killin' that horse of his. - Ain't doin' ourn any good either.

He can't keep it up at this rate. That horse of his won't last half a day.

All right. Put up your hands.

[Gunshofl

now, drop your guns. Right out there where I can see 'em.

Now, get off your horses, and stay away from them guns.

Back up.

Right back there.

Go on, boy. Giddap. Giddap. Giddap. Giddap.

Come on. Giddap. Go, boy. Giddap. Giddap.

Giddap. Giddap. Giddap.

- Can you walk? - Never mind about me, bud.

You've got all you can do to worry about yourself.

You've got about three hours' walk back to Santa fe. Now get goin'.

I'm warnin' you, Ringo. We're gonna get you yet.

Yeah, I know. I heard that before too.

You had no right to throw down on a boy like Eddie.

What was I supposed to do? Stand there and let that boy shoot me full of holes?

Now, come on. Get out of here.

No more than a kid.

[Gunshofl

Good boy.

He's headin' straight for cayenne.

Well, you think you can make it?

Cayenne ain't no further than Santa fe.

Come on.

- —Give me a drink. - You up early or out late?

Either way you want it, partner. Just so I get a drink.

Jimmy Ringo.

Well, where was it with you?

The mint saloon in dodge city.

You and bucky Harris used to come in nearly every night. Don't you remember?

- Could we ever get a drink? - Sure.

Oh. Oh. Oh, sure. Sorry, Jimmy.

Here. Remember now?

Yeah. I remember now.

What about something to eat? You got a cook around here?

My old woman's back there. Want some eggs?

- Got a steak? - Yeah, I got a steak.

I'll take a steak and some eggs and a pot of black coffee.

What about a place to wash up first?

Uh, right out on the back porch. Here. I'll show ya.

Never mind. I can find it.

You got a livery stable here, boy?

Uh, he's a little astonished, Jimmy.

When you get him unastonished, tell him to take care of my horse.

- —Yeah. - Oh, and don't ride him. Lead him.

He's all wore out.

Archie, you heard what Mr. Ringo said. Now go on and do it.

- You gonna be around? - —hurry up, Archie.

Sure, I'm here all day.

- I want to have a little talk with you. - Yes, sir.

Never mind the horse.

Run over yonder and tell the marshal that Jimmy Ringo is here, and hurry.

- Was it really him? - Go on, I tell you. Run!

Will you please leave that blamed mop here.

Marshal? Jimmy Ringo's here, marshal.

Where? —In the palace bar. You gonna shoot him?

- —Who told you it was Jimmy Ringo? - Mac.

Mac knows him. Mac called him Jimmy.

He's on the back porch washin' himself.

Charlie.

- —Yeah. - Get hold of bud and Skeeter.

- —Where is he? - Out on the back porch getting cleaned up.

I ain't after any trouble, Mark. I just thought you'd want to know he was here.

You sit over there, Charlie.

Stand down there, Skeeter. Take the door, bud.

Just take it easy. And don't try to jump him.

Hiya, Jimmy.

Mark.

I'll be a son of a gun. How are ya, partner?

I'm fine, Jimmy.

- Are you joking? - —nope. I'm the marshal here now.

Well, I'll be darned.

And these idle barroom loafers, they're your deputies?

- —Mm—hmm. - For me?

Mm—hmm.

Then you won't be needin' 'em. I ain't startin' anything.

You sure?

Mark, that's the last thing I want — Trouble.

All right, boys.

- What are you doing here, Jimmy? - I was about to have a drink.

How about it?

- —No, thanks. - Marshal Mark strett.

Well, if that ain't a good one.

But I'm glad for you, Mark. Mighty glad.

Thanks. But I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to move on.

Why? I ain't wanted for anything around here, am I?

Nope. I just want you out of town anyway. And pronto.

- Coffee ready, Mr. Ringo. - —thank you, lady.

You don't mind my having something to eat while we discuss this, do you?

I'll have the rest in a minute.

I don't know anybody in the world I'd rather talk to this morning than you.

Oh, lady, will you bring another cup for the marshal?

Yes, sir.

How about it, Mark?

I got something I want to talk to you about.

Looks to me like you got a gossip on your staff.

That's your public, Jimmy.

Yeah, I'm a big man now.

That's what you wanted, wasn't it? Top gun of the west.

Yep.

Guess I got more people wondering when I'm gonna get killed

than any other man in the country.

You don't sound as happy about it as you did the last time I saw ya.

How many is it now? Eleven?

Twelve.

- There's one you ain't heard about yet. - You really keep count?

Don't ask dumb questions, Mark.

What's the trouble now, Jimmy? Somebody after you?

-Three somebodies. —the law?

No, this is personal.

I don't want 'em to catch up with you here, Jimmy.

I don't want 'em to catch up with me anywhere.

That's why you gotta move on right away.

You know why I come here... don't ya?

I guess I do.

How is she? —fine.

- And the boy? - Getting on fine.

I want to see her, Mark.

You think she wants to see you?

I got somethin' important to see her about.

Then I'll clear out. Where can I find her?

I'm afraid I can't tell ya that, Jimmy.

What do you mean you can't tell me?

All right then. Won't tell ya.

- You want a steak, marshal? - —no, thanks.

Why won't ya?

Because nobody here knows who she is, Jimmy.

She never even told the boy about you.

They've got another name now and another life.

And it looks to me like that's the way she wants it to stay.

Will you tell me what name she's goin' under...

So's I can write to her?

Nope. I won't tell you that either.

Looks to me like you're taking quite a lot on your own responsibility,

ain't you, Mark?

I'm doin' what I think is right, Jimmy.

And I'm hopin' I can make you see it that way too.

How'd you like to see that street out there full of gunplay, Mark?

I'd rather not.

Well, that's probably what you're gonna have a couple hours from now.

'Cause I ain't leavin' here till you get a hold of Peggy for me.

- What if she don't want to talk to you? - You let her do the decidin' about that.

- —Will you go then if I tell her? - I told you I would.

Just tell her, I mean. Not make her do anything about it.

Just leave it to her. That's all I ask.

You better wait in here and not move around much.

I'll see what I can do about it.

Oh, while you're at it, you got any squirts around here

that want to make a big name for themselves,

I hope you'll cool 'em off before we run into any trouble.

You boys get on away from here.

Go on about your business and leave Ringo alone.

He ain't botherin' anybody, is he?

Faster than Wyatt earp? My pa said Wyatt earp's the fastest man in the world.

Jimmy Ringo'd kill Wyatt earp in a minute.

- What'll you bet? - —I bet a million dollars he would.

- Seen hunt bromley around this morning? - —no.

- What's he done now? - Nothing. I just want to see him.

- Pass the word around, will ya? - Sure will, Mark.

Mornin', marshal. —morning, miss Allen.

- He don't look so tough to me. - Yeah, yeah.

That's the way it always starts.

He don't look so tough to somebody.

Except with this somebody it's gonna stop right there too.

You better.

Because with a man like that you can't come off much better than second.

He don't bother me, I don't bother him.

The only somebody that's bothering me right now is Mr. Hunt bromley.

Oh, yeah. I forgot about that squirt. You seen him already?

No, but maybe you better take a look around for him now.

- Want me to bring him in? - Just tell him I want to see him.

- But make sure he comes. - —I'ii get him.

And, Charlie. —yeah.

Watch yourself. Don't take any chances with that boy.

I don't aim to, marshal.

Morning, Charlie. —morning.

- Any of you seen hunt bromley? - —no. Not this mornin'.

Well, tell him I'm looking for him if you see him, will ya?

Sure will, Charlie, if we see him.

Hmm. Looks like it might be a right interesting day.

- Carrie Lou. - —oh, hello, Mr. Mark.

Where are all you girls goin' this time of day?

We got a holiday. None of the boys came to school this morning.

So miss Walsh said we could go too.

- You mean all the boys played hooky? - Yes, sir.

They went downtown to see that bad man, that Jimmy Ringo that's down there.

Come on, Carrie Lou. Come on.

Mark.

- You already heard, huh? - —yes. The children told me.

The girls, that is. None of the boys came this morning.

I guess they're all down around the palace bar by now.

- Little jimmie too? - I suppose so.

He's about as wild as the rest of them.

What's Jim doing here, Mark? Do you know?

- He says he wants to see you. - What about?

He didn't say. I thought you might know.

I didn't tell him anything — Your name or anything like that.

I just said I'd tell ya he wants to see ya and leave the rest to you.

What do you think?

I ain't thinkin'.

I got nothin' to say either way.

Well...

I won't do it.

I can fix it for ya on the quiet if you want to see him.

I think it's better the way it is. Tell him I'm sorry.

Whatever you say, peg.

Mark.

How does he look?

Oh, just about the same, I guess.

A little older, a little tireder.

Not as cocky as he used to be.

Tell him I'm very sorry.

I'll tell him.

- Want some more coffee, Mr. Ringo? - No, thank you, lady.

- Tell him to bring that bottle over here. - Mac.

Comin' right up, Jimmy.

Best stuff in the west, this old puma rye.

Lot of fellas around here won't drink anything else.

Why don't somebody chase them kids out of there?

Ain't ya got a school here for 'em to go to?

Sure, Jimmy. We got a school.

I'll get 'em away from there.

Get away from there!

Never mind that. Get away from there and stay away, will you, please?

Never mind — come on. Now, get off there.

J“ Mac, Mac, he broke his back j“

j“ t/y/n' to get over the ra/yroad track j“

stay away, please. Don't come back. Stay away.

J“ Mac, Mac, he broke his back t/y/hg to get over the ra/yroad track j“

Jimmie Walsh! Now just you wait till your mother hears about this.

But we're not hurtin' anybody, Mrs. Devlin.

You just wait till I tell her you're loafing around a saloon.

Morning, Mrs. Devlin. —morning.

It's simply an outrage.

That murderer is sitting in that saloon like he was an honored guest or something.

And the children literally running wild through the streets.

I completely agree with you, Mrs. Devlin. And five pounds of sugar.

And did you see all those loafers hanging around over there?

You'd think it was deadwood or one of those places.

- Mark strett'll get him out of there soon. - Soon?

And, pray, how long is a murderer supposed to be entertained in cayenne?

- How much are these potatoes? - Eight cents a peck.

- —Two for 15. - I'll have a half a peck.

- You know who'll do something about it? - —mrs. Pennyfeather.

Exactly. She'll get action out of Mark strett.

- Will you go with me to talk to her? - I most certainly will.

Just as soon as I get some of these lovely onions.

What about you, Mrs. Cooper?

I'd like to meet Mrs. Pennyfeather very much.

Morning, ladies.

- Good morning, Mr. Marlowe. - —Good morning, Mr. Marlowe.

Twist of tobacco, George. What's all the excitement in front of the palace?

Well, it's that murderer, of course.

What murderer? —well, that Jimmy Ringo.

- Why, haven't you heard? - —where's Jimmy Ringo?

Sitting right over there in the palace bar just as big as you please.

We're going straight to Mrs. Pennyfeather right now.

Hiya, Jerry.

What'd you forget?

What are you going to do?

Jerry.

Jimmy Ringo's in the palace bar,

and when he comes out, he's gonna get this right in the face.

- Have you gone crazy? - Get your hand off that door.

Why, that's murder, Jerry.

- —What was it when he killed Roy? - You're not even sure that was Ringo.

He was in the bunch. That's enough for me.

But you don't know that. That's just what people said.

Oh, Jerry, please don't get us in any more trouble.

- We've got all straightened out now. - You're wasting your breath, Alice.

All I know is Ringo killed my boy, and I'm going to kill Ringo...

Just as soon as he walks out that door.

- That boy take care of my horse? - Gettin' cleaned up right now, Jimmy.

Here he comes!

Never do that again, Alice. Never!

I know what I'm doin', and I'm gonna do it.

Confound that boy.

Archie? Say, any of you fellas seen Archie?

Yeah, yeah, Mac. He just went across to the store a minute ago.

Archie. Archie!

Here I am, Mac.

Go see how soon Mr. Ringo's horse will be ready.

- —And hurry up, Archie. - All right, Mac.

Hey, Mac, Ringo don't look so tough to me.

Then why don't you go in there and take a punch at him.

For what? I ain't got nothin' against the man.

Oh, Wyatt earp would...

Here comes the marshal. I bet he's gonna shoot Ringo.

Aw, he can't. He don't even carry a gun.

Why aren't you kids in school?

Nothing doing, Jimmy.

She says she's sorry, but that's all there is to it.

Did you tell her it was important?

I told her exactly what I told you I'd tell her

and offered to fix it up for her on the quiet if she wanted to see ya.

What else?

"What else" what?

You sure you didn't talk against me?

Who's asking the dumb questions now?

Well, didn't she give no explanation at all?

What explanation could she give that you don't already know?

If I could only talk to her just for a few minutes.

How does she look, Mark?

Oh, just about the same, I guess.

A little older, but just as pretty.

- Did you see my boy? - Nah, he's on the loose today.

- What do you mean "on the loose"? - You hear those boys on the street?

Yeah.

Well, he's one of them.

Which one, Mark?

Well, I... I don't see him right now.

If that ain't a fine way to bring up a kid,

hanging around in front of a saloon.

Ain't ya got a school in this town?

Yep. We got a school here.

You broke it up, partner.

They all come down to see Jimmy Ringo — The big gun, the great hero.

Does my, uh...

Does my kid think I'm kind of a hero?

Nope. As a matter of fact, I understand he's a Wyatt earp man.

Earp? Well, you ought to have taught him better than that.

Me? And where was you all this time?

I beg your pardon, both of you gentlemen, for interrupting you,

but this is a kind of a serious situation for me, marshal.

What is it?

Well, the truth of the matter, sir, is that Wes Fuller's burnin' my house down.

What's he doin' that for?

Well, he just felt like it, marshal.

That's the only excuse in the world he's got.

-Just felt like it. —drunk?

He certainly don't act like he was altogether cold sober.

All right. We'll go down there and see what we can do about it. Wait outside.

Yes, sir. And thank you too, sir, Mr. Ringo.

It ain't like me to interrupt two gentlemen like you.

- Go on out, I said. - Yes, sir.

You moving on now?

Yeah, I guess so.

- Sorry it had to be like this, Jimmy. - It's not your fault.

Watch yourself, partner.

If I write to you, will you give her a message?

-You bet. —thanks, Mark.

I'll be seeing you, Jimmy.

Well, I hope so. But don't lay no money on it.

I'll be seeing you, all right.

- How much, Mac? - —no, no. No charge, Jimmy.

- On the house. It's an honor to have ya. - —oh, thanks.

Here he comes!

And don't grab this from your wife.

It's an honor and a pleasure, Jimmy. Yes, sir.

We're old-timers, you know, you and me.

Jimmy.

- Molly. - —I didn't know you were here, Jim.

Well, you must be about the only one in town that didn't.

- I work late, so I sleep late. - —work? Where?

Here.

- What do you mean? - —I'm a singer, Jim.

You've heard of singers, haven't ya?

"Want to buy me a little drink, honey?" You know.

Well, sure, kid. Sure.

- —But why? - Gotta live, haven't ya?

But where's bucky?

-Didn't you hear? —hear what?

Buck was killed six months ago in abilene.

No, I didn't hear.

I'm sorry, Molly.

-Who did it? —I don't know.

He was found in an alley shot through the back of the head.

Well, didn't he... Didn't he leave you anything?

Mm—hmm. A horse and a saddle, two guns and $15.

I never heard a word about it, Molly.

Have you seen peg?

-Do you? —whenever I can.

Doesn't do a schoolteacher any good to be seen with a barroom singer, you know.

Come on over here for a minute.

There's somethin' I want to ask you.

Peggy wouldn't see me. Is it somebody else?

- You ought to know better than that. - No, ldont

- it's been a long time. - There'll never be anybody else for peg.

- Anybody else tried? - Of course. Pretty girl like that?

Young squirt named hunt bromley gotafierhen

thought she couldn't take care of herself.

Boy, you should've heard her tell him off.

- What did he do to her? - —nothing.

Nothing really.

Just one of those loudmouthed barroom loafers

trying to move in on a woman without a husband.

You know the kind.

- Do you see jimmie too? - —whenever I see her.

What kind of a boy is he?

He's a good kid. Peg takes good care of him.

Well, what is he? Big or little?

Big. About right for eight. —eight and a half.

Look, you want me to talk to peg?

Well, Mark already talked to her. She said no.

Will you let me talk to her?

Are you in some kind of a hurry?

Well, if you think there's a chance, I'll stick around a little while longer.

You stay right here. I'll get her for ya.

Don't take too long. I'm a little behind schedule already.

I won't be long.

Hiya, hunt.

Deal me out.

Deal me back in again.

- I bet two bits. - —that finishes me.

Well, I don't want any more of it either. Your deal.

Want to sit in for a couple of hands, Johnny?

With cards I made myself, I wouldn't want to sit at that table.

What do you mean sitting up here, playing cards on a day like this?

Looks like any other day to me.

- You mean you ain't heard? - Heard what?

You mean you ain't heard who is in town?

Do you have to put your foot on my chair?

We ain't heard anything. We ain't been out of here since Tuesday.

Who is it? —jimmy Ringo.

- —Jimmy Ringo? - Uh-huh.

What in the name of thunder is Jimmy Ringo doing in cayenne?

- Sittin' right up there at the palace bar. - —now?

Yeah. We just left him there.

What does he look like?

Kind of a natural man. Don't look much different from a lot of other fellers.

He looks mighty average to be such a big man.

About as big as they come, I guess.

How many hands has he got?

Well, I never counted them, to tell you the truth.

Well, he's got two hands, just like anybody else.

And some of these days somebody's gonna make a big name for himself

by provin' that's all he's got.

A big name. Right on his tombstone.

It's gotta come sooner or later, ain't it?

You don't expect him to go on forever, do ya?

So far as I'm concerned, he can.

Hey, do you reckon he's still up there yet?

Now, wait a minute, hunt. You're good, but maybe you ain't quite that good.

- How do you know I ain't? - If you ain't, can I have your saddle?

Very funny, huh.

What I mean, hunt, you ain't ever really killed anybody like he has.

Well, what do you know about it?

You don't know everything I done or every place I been.

Yeah, but you ain't ever been anyplace but abilene, have ya?

Come on. Let's go up and take a look at this big, important man.

But I ain't finished cuttin' your hair yet.

Oh, I'll come back. Come on.

I hear he ain't too sociable. Might not like people lookin' at him.

Well, he can get used to it.

What about it, ike?

I got a wife and a couple of kids, hunt.

I better not either, hunt. I got a mother who's my sole support.

Well, suit yourself, yellowbellies.

Well, he never was much fun to have around anyway.

Jimmie? —you're jimmie Walsh, ain't ya?

- Yes, sir. - —ain't that your ma callin' ya?

Jimmie. Come here. Right this minute.

Just a minute, ma.

If you don't come here this very minute, I'll skin you alive.

Aw, shucks. Tell me which one gets killed, will ya?

But, mom, all the other fellas gonna see it.

I don't care what the other boys do. You're coming straight home with me.

- Jimmy Ringo's in there, and so is hunt. - I don't care.

Somebody's gonna shoot somebody, and I want to see it.

Since when do I have to drink second-grade whiskey here, Mac?

That's the brand you always drink, hunt.

This whiskey's been watered.

No, it ain't. I don't water my whiskey. I never done that in my whole life.

If I say it's watered, it's watered, and I'm gonna prove it to ya.

Give everybody in this room a drink out of that same bottle,

and let's see what they say about it.

Hunt, there ain't a thing in the world the matter with this whiskey.

Did you hear what I said or not?

I heard.

And don't forget the gentleman at the table.

- I'd like to have his opinion too. - Hunt.

Please, hunt. Let's don't have no trouble here now.

I'll ask him myself.

I want you to settle a little argument, Mr. Ringo.

Why should I?

Well, you've got quite a reputation for settling arguments, haven't you?

Only my own.

You could say this one included you in a way.

I say Mac waters his whiskey.

Then you're kind of dumb to be drinkin' here, ain't ya?

-Taste this, and tell me what you think — -don't trouble yourself.

Well, you ain't very sociable, are ya?

Maybe if you got to know me a little better.

I don't have to know you any better.

Looks to me like there's a squirt like you in every town in the west.

Now get away from here.

That's kind of strong talk, ain't it, Mr. Ringo?

- —You're hunt bromley, ain't ya? - Yeah. You heard of me already?

Yeah, I heard about ya.

I heard you're a cheap, no-good barroom loafer.

If I didn't have something else on my mind,

I'd take them guns away from you and slap you cross-eyed.

You're askin' for trouble, Mr. Ringo.

But you already got it, partner.

'Cause I got a gun on you under this table,

and it's pointin' smack at your belly.

Now, you gonna get out of here or not?

I'm kind ofdisappointed in you, Mr. Ringo.

We heard a lot about you around here,

but I guess they forgot to tell us about the gun under the table.

The older you grow, the more you learn, son.

Now turn around and head for the door.

Keep movin', and don't do anything sudden with your hands.

I'll be seein' ya, Mr. Ringo.

All the way outside, Sonny.

-Well, what on earth — -we need three horses quick, Mr. Barlow.

- Can you let us have 'em? - I don't see any reason why not.

Hey, Marty. Saddle up prince, Fanny and Dan for these men right away.

- You got some guns too? - Well, I guess I have, but...

What in the world are you fellas up to?

- How far is it to cayenne? - Well, it's about an hour's ride.

You start now, and you could make it by ten o'clock easy.

But ain't ya gonna tell me what's goin' on?

We're after Jimmy Ringo.

Jimmy Ringo?

I was the only feller in town that didn't see him.

- What's the matter? - Ma won't let me see Jimmy Ringo.

You bet I won't. You're going straight up to your room.

- Stay there until that man's left town. - Why?

- Because you have to. - I don't wanna go to my room.

I don't care what you want to do. You're going to your room.

- And you're going to stay in there. - Please, ma.

Now you stay in there.

And don't let me hear another word out of you... about it.

Did you ever hear of anything so terrible? It's like the whole town's gone crazy.

He's here just to see you, you know.

- Have you talked to him? - —I just left him.

Why don't you see him, if only for a few minutes?

Oh, Molly. What good would it do?

It's all over now. You know that. —not for him.

He's still crazy about you, Peggy.

He was crazy about me before,

but that didn't stop him from being the kind of person he was.

He scares me, Molly. He really does.

He might have scared you then, but not now.

-He's different. —how different?

The way bucky was different that last year.

You know, not wild anymore.

Just sorry.

- And what good did it do bucky? - None, I guess.

But I liked it.

Oh, if only he'd have stayed away.

Is it somebody else, Peggy?

Of course not. You know it's not.

Not Mark?

Mark?

-Why do you ask that? —is it?

Well, I—I've never even thought of Mark like that. Of course not.

You think he never thought of you like that?

I doubt it. Mark's just...

Well, Mark's just Mark.

He's Jim's friend.

Oh, you must be out of your mind.

Then it's still Jim, isn't it?

I guess so.

I guess it always will be.

How'd you like to see Ringo and Wyatt earp square off at each other?

Brother, I wouldn't even want to be in the same town when that happened.

I still say he's yellow.

I gave him the chance to show how good he was, didn't I?

You reckon that's right? He didn't have a gun under the table after all?

Yeah. I heard that. But both his hands were out of sight.

He could have been holding anything.

It took lots of nerve, though, to bluff like that.

What would you have done? Looked under the table?

I wouldn't have even been there in the first place.

He was the one that ducked out of a showdown, not me.

You ain't goin' back there, are ya?

Well, I ain't ieavin' town, if that's what you mean.

Marshal wants to see you, hunt. Didn't you get the message?

Yeah, I got it. I'll see him... when I get the time.

He says now.

Looks like everybody's drawin' behind your back these days.

All the smart ones. Come on down the marshal's office.

I'll be right behind ya.

Just you wait till miss pennyfeather hears about this situation.

- There he is. Charlie's got him. - —There he is! Charlie's got him!

Aw, shucks. That's just hunt bromley.

Ringo wouldn't spit on hunt bromley.

Come on.

- What do you want with me? - —sit down.

Didn't you get my message?

I'm here, ain't I?

How come you went over there and tried to pick a fight with Ringo?

You don't have to worry about me, pappy. I can take care of myself.

I wish I had a hundred dollars for every blabbermouth I've heard say that.

Well, he's yellow. I learned that much anyway.

All right then, buffalo bill.

I see it ain't no use to warn ya, so I'm gonna tell ya.

Either I'm gonna lock you up in a cell until he's gone,

or you're gonna get out of town for the rest of the day.

Now, which is it gonna be?

Me get out of town? What about gettin' him out?

When you're the marshal, you can do the deciding.

Meanwhile, you let me handle the job.

Now, what do you like? The cell or the road?

Looks like you're bein' mighty careful about that killer.

I just don't want any great, big, terrible men like you

scaring him to death.

How long you known Ringo?

-You want to be locked up? —no.

Then get going. South.

I don't want to see you back around here before sundown. You understand?

You didn't say how long you knowed Ringo.

If you ain't out of town in five minutes, I'm gonna take them guns away from ya.

- Don't ever try that, Mark. - —I won't try it. I'll do it.

I got my mind made up now.

I'm gonna keep peace here today if! Have to lock up every gunny in town to do it.

Where's your badge?

Put it on. This is official.

I want you to take this scattergun and sit in the palace with it.

And if hunt or any other troublemaker sticks his head in, let him have it.

What's Ringo gonna think, me sittin' there with a loaded shotgun?

Tell him I sent you.

How long have you known Ringo, Mark?

I'm gonna keep hunt company for a mile or so.

- I'll be back in a few minutes. - Yes, sir.

Mr. Ringo, I...

I'm Charlie Norris, Mr. Ringo. Mark strett's deputy.

Mark wants me to sit shotgun on the front door.

With what?

I didn't bring it in with me because I didn't want you to get the wrong idea.

- —Who is he? - He's the deputy, like he says.

- —Well, where's Mark? - He had to go out on another matter.

He'll be along in a few minutes.

All right, partner. Get your gun.

- We'll have a drink at the bar. - —thank you, Mr. Ringo.

Say, is that clock right?

Oh, not more than five or ten minutes out either way, Jimmy.

You mind if! Ask you a question?

Not if you don't mind if I don't answer it.

Who would you say was the toughest man you ever saw?

I'll tell you the second toughest — Bucky Harris.

- You ever tangle with him? - No, of course not. Bucky was my friend.

Take it you don't want me to ask you again who was the first toughest?

Looks like all your business is on the outside and none of it inside.

Well, that don't worry me none. Just wait till tomorrow.

After I'm gone, huh? —this place'll be famous, Jimmy.

It'll be like a shrine.

I'll probably have to put on two more bartenders.

Maybe I ought to charge you a fee.

You name it, Jimmy, and it's yours.

- Are you serious? - Why not? You done it.

- All right. I'll take it. - It's a deal.

But who's gonna collect for ya?

I'll let you know before I leave.

- —Where you goin'? - I can't stand this waitin' any longer.

- I'm gonna take a look around outside. - —all right. But I gotta stay with ya.

Back!

- How much you get paid for this job? - —sixty a month. Why?

- —Well, it ain't enough. - What happened?

There's a fella with a gun in one of them windows across the street.

If I hadn't seen the sun flash on it, you might have got it too.

- —Which window? - Stay away from the door.

You wait here.

- But you ain't supposed to leave here. - I gotta get the gun away from that fella.

He's liable to mess up this whole business.

- Who you reckon it is? - —I don't know.

- But I oughta be the one to go after him. - —well, why don't ya?

Mark said stay here. I ain't got orders coverin' a situation like this.

Anyway, he's still in there, and he's still gotta come out.

Oh, Jerry, please. Won't you give it up, please?

Nothing is gonna bring Roy back, and that's all we're thinkin' about.

Go outside and take a look.

Look, if you want to find out who's getting ready to shoot through that door,

you go outside and look yourself.

You're the man in charge of peace around here.

"Peace," the man says.

- You better get out of here. - It's my life too, Jerry.

Go over to Ella Mae's and stay there. Keep your mouth shut.

All right.

Don't move. Drop that gun.

Drop it.

Put your hands up.

Kick it away from you. Further away.

Now stand up.

Now turn around. Let's see what you look like.

I oughta blow your head off, layin' for me like that. What's the matter with ya?

Can I put my hands down?

Sure. Just don't try anything funny with them.

- Now, what's the idea? - —my name is marlowe.

- So what? - You don't remember?

- —No. - You don't remember Roy marlowe?

Come on, partner. Keep talkin'. What are you gettin' at?

Roy marlowe was my son. You killed him.

I never killed any Roy marlowe. I never even heard of him.

You must be out of your mind.

Well, you killed him, all right, but you don't even remember it.

You're crazy. Do you think if! Killed somebody I wouldn't remember it?

Are you sure?

You're not safe runnin' around loose, partner. You've gotta be locked up.

Come on.

Open it.

Now move ahead of me.

Back stairs.

To the marshal's office.

You think I oughta go across there and see what's happening?

- Mark told you to stay here, didn't he? - —thank you.

Looks like we gotta serve ourselves today. Come on.

- —Where is he? - Well, he ought to be here.

I am Mrs. August pennyfeather.

How do you do, Mrs. Pennyfeather?

We are here to see marshal Mark strett.

Oh, well, he ain't here now, ma'am. I don't know just where he is.

We will wait.

Yes, ma'am, do.

Uh, won't you have a chair?

Who are you? A deputy?

Well, no, uh... I'm just a friend.

He wouldn't be over there arresting that murderer, would he?

- —No, ma'am, I don't think he is. - Well, doesn't he intend to?

That I couldn't say, ma'am.

I ain't sure just what he's gonna do about it.

Well, he'd better be making up his mind pretty soon.

This is not deadwood or tombstone.

This is a law—abiding community,

and we want no murderers running wild through our streets,

shooting and killing our women and children.

He ain't exactly runnin' wild through the streets, ma'am.

- He's a murderer, isn't he? - —Is he?

Well, what else, pray tell, after all those killings?

- —Well, I mean, maybe he don't think he is. - Then he must be a fool too.

I'm just guessin', understand, lady, but...

Maybe he figures it was either him or them.

What do you mean, "him or them"?

Well, I mean, maybe there was some — Some misunderstandings,

and it was either him or them that was gonna get killed.

Fifty misunderstandings in a row?

Not 50, ma'am. Nowheres near it.

Well, it was a lot nearer 15 than 50, and I can tell you that for a fact.

What are you trying to do, take up for him?

Well, no, ma'am. No, indeed. Not me.

Well, don't you think something should be done about him?

Absolutely. He ought to be arrested, or run out of town, or something.

He oughta be hung.

Yes'm.

Yes'm, there's a lot to be said for that point of view too.

- Good morning, ladies. - —Good morning, Mark.

- You're late. - Late?

Yes, ma'am. I figured you'd be around long before now.

- What do you intend to do about the man? - —nothing, ma'am.

You're going to allow him to sit in that saloon as long as he pleases,

demoralizing the whole town?

Well, the trouble so far ain't been him demoralizing the town.

It's the town demoralizing him.

Some feller, I hear, just tried to demoralize him with a Winchester.

Is that what you mean?

We are here simply to remind you, marshal strett,

that it is your sworn duty to keep peace in cayenne.

That's right, ma'am.

And that's what I'm aimin' to do, to the best of my ability.

Moreover, we, the ladies of cayenne, regard it an outrage

that this man, Ringo, a notorious murderer,

should be received here practically with honor

and allowed to sit in state in our finest saloon.

So, now we demand, Mr. Marshal,

that you do something about it immediately.

Such as what, ma'am?

Well, either arrest him or chase him out of town.

What do you think?

Well, he's plannin' to leave anyway, ain't he?

That's the way I understand it.

What do you figure would happen if I tried to chase him out?

I don't think you could do it and keep the peace at the same time.

Mmm.

That's what I thought.

Can't you arrest him?

He ain't done anything here to be arrested for.

- Well, isn't he wanted? - Not by me, ma'am.

I'm just a stranger here myself, ma'am.

But if you was to ask me, I'd say hold off for another hour.

Don't do anything that might make trouble until, say, half past 10:00.

If he ain't gone by then, then let the marshal go to work on him.

- Shoot him down like a dog. - —exactly, ma'am.

That sounds very sensible.

Uh, what do you say, ladies?

Well, then that's the way we'll have it, marshal. Thank you very much.

That's a very reasonable, intelligent idea.

- —Don't thank me, ma'am. Thank Mr. Ringo. - Oh, but of course.

Thank you very much, Mr. Ringo.

Mr. Ringo?

Ladies, ladies, please.

- Come on. - —L—I—ladies. L—ladies.

I saw Molly.

- She said she'd talk to Peggy. - —I know. She's down there now.

I better get back to the palace. That's where she'll be looking for me.

- What'd you do with marlowe? - —who?

- —The fella in the window. - Oh, I arrested him for you.

He's in the cage back there.

- You gonna let him out? - Not until you leave town.

Wait a minute. I'm going with you.

I forgot something, Mark.

- Say, where was your boy killed? - You don't know?

What'd I be asking you for if! Knew?

Tulsy.

Wasn't me, partner. I've never even been in the territory in my life.

What time do you figure them brothers'll be here?

I got plenty of time yet.

I hope so. I hope you ain't miscalculated any.

They're on foot. I chased off their horses.

They'll be doing good if they're here by 11:00.

I seen better fights than this at a prayer meeting.

Looks like they ain't got as much spirit as they used to.

Ah, go for his eyes.

Jake, is that horse in any shape to go again today?

No, I don't think so, Mark. He's pret' near wore down to a nubbin.

- You got a fresh one here? - I guess so. Why?

Have him at the back door of the palace in about 15 minutes

saddled up with Ringo's stuff.

Give him enough grub and water to make Santa Maria, and charge it to the county.

All right, Mark.

- Anybody working here today? - Too busy to work today.

-Hiya, Mac. —tommy.

- Glad to see ya, Tommy. - Looks like Saturday out there.

- —How's Ellen? - Fine, thanks. Give me a rye.

I don't know about that. What'll Ellen say?

Now, look, she said I could have one if it was dusty.

- —Wife don't like him to drink. - Don't blame her.

She knows I'm all over that sort of thing. Too much work to do these days.

Join me? —uh, thanks.

I'll have the same thing. What do you got, a ranch?

Yeah, we got ourselves a little place the first year we was married.

It ain't very big, but it's comin' along all right.

Married the cutest little ol' girl you ever saw, no bigger than a bug.

But, brother, did she settle this rounder down.

That's her, all right. Little, but oh, my.

- How many head of cattle you got? - —about 400. Started with 50.

- Got horses too? - —well, we ain't got many.

You need more outside help than we can afford for horses,

but I guess we got about 30.

Sounds like a right nice start.

Yeah, that's the way her and I figured it.

Takes a lot of hard work to make anything out of a place that little,

but, well, we don't mind.

Grazing land's good and there's plenty of water,

so I guess we're better off than a lot of people.

- We broke even last year, you know. - Sounds mighty good.

- —Have one with me. - No, thanks. One is what she said.

Much obliged to you, though, just the same. So long, Mac.

So long, Tommy. Tell Ellen hello for me. —yeah, I'll tell her.

Nice fella, Tommy.

Kind of getting on towards time, ain't it?

I'm gonna give her till the last minute.

You don't want to draw it too close, you know.

I gotta hear somethin', Mark, no matter how close I draw it.

If Molly ain't back pretty soon...

She told me about bucky.

- I never heard it before. - I guess he never knew what hit him.

That's a fine life, ain't it?

Just tryin' to stay alive...

Not really iivin', not enjoyin' anything, not gettin' anywhere.

- Just tryin' to keep from gettin' killed. - That's what bucky used to say.

Just waitin' to get knocked off by some tough kid,

like the kind of kid I was.

And the truth of the matter is,

it don't pay much either.

Here I am, 35 years old, I ain't even got a good watch.

- How'd you get out of it, Mark? - I just quit.

No, it ain't that easy. How'd you do it really?

You remember when the gang split up after that bank at Medina?

We didn't split up. They scattered us.

Well, anyway,

some of us put in to prairie city to get some supplies.

But the word was ahead of us, and you should've seen what we walked into.

Yeah, I heard.

- Did you hear about the little girl? - —no.

I got sick when I saw her.

-Who did it? —who knows?

With all that shooting, it could've been me just as well as anybody else.

- You don't know that. - It don't matter. I was there.

So when we got back to the hills, I kept a—goin'.

And I kept on a-goin' until I got here, and I asked a man for a job.

Didn't anybody ever say anything?

I wasn't as prominent as you are.

- —Well, it's funny, ain't it? - What?

That was a time I could've kept on a-goin' too.

Yeah, I could've rode right on back to Peggy.

I used to wonder about going back and giving myself up.

But I finally argued myself out of that one, thank goodness.

Mark? —yeah?

- I got that horse out here. - Be there in a minute, Jake.

Well, I guess there ain't much use in my waitin' around here any longer.

You can write to me, and I'll give it to her if you want.

No, it wouldn't do any good. She's got her mind made up now.

No place she could reach you, I reckon.

No. I don't know where I'm gonna be.

- So long, Mac. - Do you have to be going already, Jimmy?

Yeah. I gotta see a fella up the line.

What about your cut of the business? Who do you want me to give it to?

Who's the prettiest girl in town?

Well, uh, I used to admire the banker's daughter,

but I might've been influenced by her money.

Then there's a girl named Frankie Mae, and the schoolteacher...

Give it to the schoolteacher.

I always had a kind of a weakness for schoolteachers.

Put it in an envelope without any note or anything and drop it on her desk.

Schoolteacher. Consider it done, Jimmy.

It's been a real pleasure to see you again.

I often think of the good old days in dodge city

with you and bucky and the other fellas.

- Makes me real homesick. - Them was the good old days, all right.

Come on, Jimmy.

Sometimes I don't think people have fun like they used to, do you?

- Jim, got a minute or two? - Sure.

Well, you look fine, honey. —I'm doing all right.

I... come here just to see you, you know.

I know. Mark told me.

But... I just didn't know what to do, Jim.

Well, it's all right now.

How's jimmie?

He's a lot like you, I'm afraid.

Don't you think you better do somethin' about that right quick?

Oh, I was justjoking.

He's a little wild, like all kids, but he's a good boy.

- Do you know he's out there in front now? - I took him away once.

But it looks like the whole town's crazy today.

- —I never saw anything like it. - I looked out there at him.

I couldn't see no kid that looked like me.

He's still there, I'm afraid.

Mark or Molly tell you what I want? —no.

I want to get away from here, Peggy.

I want to get out of this part of the country,

see if we can't find us a little ranch maybe...

You and me and jimmie.

- If only you'd thought of this before. - We can still do it, honey.

I could go on out to California or the northwest,

where they ain't never heard of me before, see if! Couldn't find us a little place.

Then you and jimmie could pack up and come on out there later.

They wouldn't ever know who we were.

We could be safe out there the rest of our lives.

When did you get this idea, Jim?

Well, I didn't get it. It just kinda come over me.

The way gettin' older comes over you.

All of a sudden you look at things different than you did five years ago.

All of a sudden I knew this was the only thing in the world I wanted...

You and me and jimmie, together on a little place somewhere.

It's a wonderful idea, Jim.

It's wonderful, but it's no use.

- —Well, why not? - Well, it's too late.

- —Why? Mark done it. - Eight years ago.

But you couldn't. Not now. You're too well-known.

The only reason Mark doesn't arrest you is that he's Mark and you're his friend.

But you can't depend on things like that forever.

And one of these days, the federal officers'll pick up your trail

and that'll be the end of it.

They'll never give up, not as long as you live.

What about South America?

We can meet in New Orleans, get on a boat, and...

What's the matter, Peggy?

Don't you love me?

- You didn't have to ask that, Jim. - I've changed, you know.

I'm different now, peg.

I just wanna be somewhere. Don't you understand?

Oh, look, darling,

if it were just you and me, I'd do it.

I'd go with you this very minute anywhere in the world you wanted to go.

But it's not just you and me. There's jimmie too.

We can take him with us.

No, Jim.

We could run and hide and dodge the law all the rest of our lives.

But not a little boy like him.

He wouldn't understand. Don't you see?

Jimmy.

Give me another minute, will ya?

Quarter past 10:00, Jimmy.

It's all right, I tell you. I got plenty of time. They're walking.

They could've run some, too, you know.

All right. Just one more minute.

- Somebody's after you. - —never mind that.

Listen.

A year from now, if! Come back,

if I've been all right the whole year, will you talk to me about it again?

- No, Jim, it's no use. It's too late. - Just talk to me, that's all.

Maybe you'll feel different. Something might have happened.

Nobody knows what can happen in a year.

But you gotta say you'll talk to me about it again.

We can make it, honey. We can make it.

You just wait and see.

- Where are you, grandma? - —now look, Jimmy.

Now listen to me, Mark. I got to have five minutes more.

You can't do it, Jimmy. You ain't got the time.

How many times do I have to tell you? I know what I'm doing.

Those guys ain't got any horses. You think they're gonna fiy?

- What do you want five minutes more for? - I want to see my kid.

- No, no, Jim. You can't do that. - Now look, you dumb cowhand...

I'm sorry, but my mind is made up. So get him, honey.

I don't care how you do it, but get him, right here in this room.

What are you trying to do, mess up the whole business?

I ain't trying to mess up anything. I just want to see my kid.

- —But how can I fix it so he won't know? - You can do it, honey.

You'll think of something. But I ain't leaving until I see him.

Alone, me and him, right here in this room.

And I don't care if there's 300 brothers.

Can you hurry it up?

|'|| try.

All I know is it's been eight years since I've seen my own kid,

and it ain't gonna be another eight years before I see him again.

You wait here. I'm surely glad you don't drop in every morning.

Where's Charlie?

- Just stepped outside. You want him? - —tell him to come in here right away.

Sure, Mark.

Jimmie! Jimmie Walsh! Jimmie!

- Ain't that your ma calling you? - Yes, sir.

Come here. Hurry, jimmie.

-But, ma, all the other fellas — —never mind the other fellas.

Molly wants to tell you something. Come on with me.

Do you know his horse? —I know it.

Who learned you to bust into a room like that?

- Nobody. - Well, don't ever do it again.

You knock first and wait till somebody answers. Do you understand?

Yes, sir.

Now shut the door.

Miss Molly Harris said you wanted to see me.

- Yeah, that's right. - What about?

I'll tell you in a minute.

-How old are you? —nine.

- You're eight and a half. - —how'd you know?

Well, I've got my ways.

- What grade are you in? - The third. Honest.

You know what grade I was in when I was your age?

-What? —the seventh.

At eight and a half?

Well... I was in the sixth anyway.

You was in the sixth grade at eight and a half?

Well, uh...

Well, I wasn't far from it.

Are you really Jimmy Ringo?

Well, sure I am. What do you mean?

Then how come you didn't draw when I kicked in that door?

What, draw on an unarmed man? I never did that in my life.

You gotta give everybody a fair chance, don't you?

Did you ever meet Wyatt earp?

Yeah, I've seen him once or twice.

Is he the toughest man you ever saw?

The bunch I run with, we'd have spanked Wyatt earp's britches with his own pistol.

- —Really? - Why, the real tough ones laugh at earp.

Who is the toughest one you ever saw?

- You mean, the real toughest? - Yes, sir. Besides you.

Well, I guess I never seen anybody any tougher

than a fella you've got right here in your own town.

Fella by the name of Mark strett.

- You mean marshal Mark strett? - He's the toughest man I ever met.

- But he don't even carry a gun. - Well, he don't have to, son.

He can handle 'em barehanded.

And we've been callin' him a softy.

All I can say is, don't you ever tangle with that softy.

No, sir.

What's the matter?

Nothin'.

Thought Jimmy Ringo was in here. —he was here all morning.

Had a drink right there where you're standing now.

- Ain't left town, has he? - Not yet. He got held up back there.

Well.

You watch here.

Now I'll tell you what I wanted with you.

- Do you see them kids out front? - Yes, sir.

- —Well, why ain't they in school? - We come down to see what's goin' on.

Yeah, well, they got no business hanging around in front of a saloon.

- I want you to get 'em out of there. - —but I don't know if! Can or not.

What do you mean, you don't know whether you can or not?

When I asked for somebody to handle this situation,

why, miss Harris told me you're the smartest kid in town.

- That's why I sent for you. - Well, I'll try.

Don't try. You do it.

You get them boys out of there the way Mark strett would. You understand?

- Yes, sir. - That's a good boy.

Guess we picked out the right fella after all.

Well, he's all right. You got a good boy, Mrs. Walsh.

Take a look outside, Molly.

Get ready.

All clear.

Well, goodbye, ma'am.

You take good care of yourself.

Goodbye.

-Goodbye, son. —bye, Mr. Ringo.

I hope I see you again sometime.

- Well, what about next year? - —will you really?

You be watchin' for me a year from today.

- Sorry, Jimmy. - Sorry for what?

A year ain't nothin'. I can hide out that long.

- Look out for her, will ya? - You bet.

- I'm much obliged to you, Mark. - —that's all right, partner.

Looks like you're gonna make it after all.

Here he comes.

I got Charlie out to head them fellas off anyway.

- Keep an eye on the kid for me, will ya? - —I'ii watch him.

- I'll see you a year from now. - —I'ii be looking for you.

What you fellas doin' up there?

Drop them guns. Drop 'em!

Is that you, Charlie?

Come on down here.

These the fellas you meant?

Come on out, you fellas.

These them?

Yeah, that's two of 'em.

I told you fellas you was wasting your time.

Much obliged, Charlie. If I was you I'd hit Mark for a raise.

- So long, fellas. - So long, Jim.

How about it, Ringo?

Get his foot out of the stirrup, Molly.

- I oughta give you this in the belly. - —hunt bromley shot Ringo!

- Only that'd be too good for ya. - Let's see who it is!

- Hunt bromley got Ringo. - —Hunt bromley got Ringo.

- —No! No, jimmie. - Please, mom.

- Hear that? Hunt bromley shot Ringo. - We've got to!

Please, mom, please! We gotta go back. Please, mom.

- Please. - —no, jimmie, no. Come on.

- We've got to go home. - Please!

Come on. Get away. Don't gawk, Eddie.

We got the doctor coming, Jimmy. Just lay still and you'll be all right.

Thatboy.

Hunt

we got him, son. He ain't gettin' away with it.

- —I drew first. I was ahead of him. - I seen it, Jimmy.

You don't have to say anything like that. I seen who drew first.

You heard what I said, Mark. I drew first.

Now don't argue with me. I know what I'm doing.

You don't have to do me no favors, pappy.

Keep your mouth shut!

If I was doing you a favor...

I'd let 'em hang you right now and get it all over with.

But I don't want you to get off that light.

I want you to go on... Being a big, tough gunny.

I want you to...

See what it means...

To have to live...

Like a big, tough gunny.

So don't thank me yet, partner.

You'll see what I mean.

Just"

wait.

Now you look here...

Don't say anything. Don't talk to me. Don't say one word to me.

You can't...

Don't talk to me, I tell you, or I'll kill you! You understand?

Now listen to me, yellowbelly.

Ringo's fixed you good.

You're gonna get it exactly like you give it to him,

because there's a thousand cheap, dirty, crooked little squirts like you

waiting right now for the chance to kill the man that killed Jimmy Ringo.

But it ain't gonna be here, Sonny. Not in my territory.

So get going now.

Get killed somewhere else.

And that's just the beginning, tough boy.

Please, may I get through?

Look, please let me through.

I'm awful sorry, but there ain't no more room, Mrs. Walsh.

Ain't another seat left in the place.

- —Is Mark inside? - Well, yes'm, he's inside.

Will you tell him Mrs. Ringo would like to see him?

Yes'm.

Mrs. Jimmy Ringo? —mrs. Jimmy Ringo.

And his boy.

Yes'm, Mrs. Ringo.

Come on in, Peggy.

J“ rock of ages, cleft for me j“

j“ let me hide myself in thee j“