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He's the one. Jim Hardie,

Wells Fargo man.

What does that mean, I'm the one?

The one that arrested the prisoner,

brought him in.

Yeah,

I'm the one, all right.

Well, Jim,

back for the trial, I see?

What's the matter with this town, Ed?

Why, what do you mean? Double guards on the door

and the way everybody looks at me.

Well, Saturday's court day.

This is only Thursday.

Any town gets a little jumpy

just before a big murder trial.

Not this far in advance, they don't.

There's something else. What is it, Ed?

Oh, Lambert's been saying things.

Like what?

I'd sure hate to be the only witness

at a man's murder trial.

Do you realize without your testimony,

he'd go scot-free? I can only tell 'em

what I know. That's gonna be enough

to convict Lambert.

I've got the feeling he's protecting

somebody else, an accomplice.

Yeah, he's been dropping hints about something like that,

but he won't talk to me.

Why don't you give him a try?

Maybe I will.

Do you think you and I ought to have a talk

before the trial?

Why, you worried?

I'm not the one they're gonna hang.

Me neither. When the time comes,

I'll be taken care of.

By your partner?

I had no partner.

You didn't pull that job yourself,

you're not that smart.

You're protecting someone.

Think what you like.

You're making the greatest mistake

of your life, boy.

You think at the last minute

this someone's gonna come forward

and save your neck.

But you're wrong.

You're gonna take the last ride by yourself.

Maybe I will and maybe I won't.

You will.

If you talk now, you might save your own life.

Why, what are you gonna offer me?

Life in prison

instead of a rope?

No, thanks.

I've been trying to get him to talk for a week.

Now you know why I got that double guard

on the door.

Do you think he has friends?

Yeah, one at least. That makes sense,

doesn't it, that he's taking orders from somebody?

He doesn't seem like he's brainy enough

to plan and carry out a robbery

like that all by himself.

He's talked just enough

I think he's holding out.

He figures if he's convicted,

then he'll expose the man

that's behind him.

You may be right.

But Jim,

you're the only man that can convict him.

So the question now is, until the trial's over,

who am I'm gonna get to guard you?

You let me worry about that.

Hello, Hardie.

How are you, Mr. Adams?

I heard you were back in town.

News gets around fast, doesn't it?

Well, there's somebody who wants to see you.

Mary Lambert, the prisoner's sister,

she's here for the trial.

That's the one person I don't wanna see.

Mr. Hardie?

You must be Miss Lambert.

I want to talk to you

about my brother.

If you don't mind, I'd rather not.

Are you afraid to talk to me?

No, I'm not afraid.

There's nothing to say.

Excuse me. Nothing to say?

In the interest of a man's life,

isn't it obvious that he's protecting somebody?

Yes, it is. But who?

Well, I don't know, but what does it matter?

The fact is, he wasn't in it alone.

Are you going to let him die

for somebody else's crimes?

Is that all Wells Fargo

is interested in?

Getting him hung and out of the way?

We're interested in the free

and open transportation of valuables

and human lives without the threat

of murder and robbery.

I know my brother.

He's good.

You must believe that.

I'd like to,

but I can't.

Why?

A few moments ago, I offered him a chance

to cooperate with the law.

He refused because he's waiting

for some act of violence.

Preferably murder.

Murder?

Mine.

Without me there to testify against him,

they can't convict him,

they'll have to set him free.

He knows that.

Good day, ma'am.

Jim!

How did you happen to spot him? I've been trying

to keep an eye on you.

Thought I told you I could do... You can't see

out of the back of your head now,

can you? No.

No, I never have been able to.

Someone you know, Mr. Adams?

No, why should he be?

Don't you get a look at the people

who check into your hotel?

He didn't check in.

Some cheap little hired gun.

Only trouble is, I'm afraid

it won't stop here.

Funny, that's the same feeling I had.

John Wesley Hardin.

John Wesley Hardin has just come in to town.

Hardin? How do you know it's Hardin?

I saw him once, about two years ago.

You just don't forget a man like that.

Yeah, that's him, all right.

Isn't there a Wanted on him?

Nope, none that I know of.

MAN: But from what I've heard, he's a tough one.

Yeah, he's killed more men in cold blood

than Jessie James and Billy The Kid put together,

but they were shoot-outs, stand-up gun fights,

he's no outlaw.

Never robbed anybody that I heard of.

What's he doing in this town?

I can guess.

I sure hope I'm wrong.

But you know his reputation, Jim,

people say he's killed 35 men.

Yeah. Not counting Indians...

That's what he always says.

Don't underestimate

John Wesley Hardin, he's a killer.

Some folks say he's plumb out of his mind.

I understand he wakes up in the middle

of the night screaming.

He's the most dangerous man alive today.

He's a trick shot artist, keeps guns

concealed all over him.

In his sleeve, in his waist, you never know

where they're coming from. With him,

everything's tricks.

What are you trying to tell me, Ed?

I think somebody sent for him.

So do I. And I think

it must've cost 'em a lot of money.

I can run him out of town.

You mean you can try.

You don't give me much credit.

Jim, I got a lot of respect for you,

I think you know that.

I've never made a proposition

like this before in my life,

but suppose Wells Fargo

was to suddenly have business

for you someplace else.

I'll keep Lambert here until next court day

and by that time, everything will calm down.

Now you're not giving me much credit.

Do you think I like the idea

of facing John Wesley Hardin

or any man like him?

No.

But I can't run away from him either,

or I'll be running away the rest of my life.

I've got a job to do

and I'm gonna do it... or try.

I didn't think you'd go for it.

But I had to try.

What's all the arsenal for, Sheriff?

Tomorrow is court day, Mr. Hardin,

we're guarding a prisoner.

He must be sort of special.

He is. There's been talk

somebody might try to break him out.

We don't figure to let that happen.

Maybe you're guarding the wrong man, Sheriff.

Ever think of that?

Well, who do you think I should be watching,

a witness?

You didn't tell me who he is.

He works for Wells Fargo.

Have you got a grudge against him or something?

I don't even know him.

This is on the house.

It seems as if I acquired

some friends on the way in.

The drinks free for them, too?

Any friend of yours, Mr. Hardin.

Well, thank you, Mr. Hardin.

Yeah. Appreciate it.

It isn't costing me anything.

Your health, Mr. Hardin.

Uh, Mr. Hardin, I was wondering

if you would indulge us with a small favor.

Up to a point.

Well, we've heard about your gun tricks,

Mr. Hardin. In fact,

I guess everybody's heard about them.

I...

I was wondering if you'd be

of a mind to show us some of them now?

Newton, let's stop pestering Mr. Hardin.

He's not pestering.

A man is good at something, he doesn't mind

showing folks. Yeah.

JOHN: Like if a man's got the drop on you.

An outlaw maybe. He comes over to get

your hip gun.

Come on over.

Go on, reach for it.

Shoulder holster. My own invention.

Did you ever kill a man that way?

Three or four.

Use a sleeve gun, too?

Yeah.

That's usually just for poker games.

MAN: A small Dillinger? Rig says I can snap it out

faster than anybody can see it.

Got any more tricks, Mr. Hardin? Yeah.

Lots of them,

but you've seen all you're going to.

I heard a story that you once got the best

of Wild Bill Hickok even though he had

the drop on you at that time.

Oh, I'll show you how it was done.

Wild Bill told me to hand over my gun,

butt first.

Here.

I call that the Road Agent Spin.

Did you invent that, too? Yeah.

Took all the starch right out

of Wild Bill Hickok.

I could be wrong,

but if I was to guess,

I'd say you're the Wells Fargo man.

That's right. Some folks would say

you're here to keep me from testifying.

You like testifying

against people?

When one man's word puts a rope around

another man's neck, it's a pretty dirty business.

I don't like people who do things like that.

And I don't like people

who go around robbing Wells Fargo

and shooting our messengers and drivers.

Shooting?

You haven't even seen shooting yet,

Mr. Hardie.

Come on outside.

I hear you're pretty good with a gun.

I can shoot when I have to.

Oh. That's playing it close.

I got $20 says you can't hit

two out of three.

One out of three.

Oh, Mr. Hardie prefers better odds.

Like shooting at men

who've never held guns

in their hand.

Your brother had a gun in his hand, ma'am,

and he was using it when I brought him in.

I heard it different.

I think we've had enough shooting for today.

You are good, Hardin,

just as good as I heard you were.

Let's try four this time.

Are you ready, Mr. Hardin?

Ready.

The border shift.

Four hits.

People are saying that man's here to kill you.

Are they? He'll do it, too.

He's the most dangerous man

in the country.

Maybe.

Well, now you know how it feels

to be facing death the way my brother is.

Except it isn't quite as certain for you.

You can still run... he can't.

Your brother ought to tell what he knows,

Miss Lambert.

He's not helping himself any

by not talking.

Talking?

And lose his last hope?

He'll lose that tomorrow in court.

I don't think so.

Do you, Mr. Hardie?

They say your testimony

can convict him.

But one way or another,

I don't think you're going to be here tomorrow.

I don't think you really mean that, ma'am.

Have you changed your mind

about taking that trip?

There are a lot of people wondering

about that.

John Wesley Hardin, Sam Adams.

Sam Adams? Why should he wonder?

He's been quite interested in me

and John Wesley Hardin.

Adams? Why, he's our leading citizen.

He might be.

But I've got my own opinion of him.

Say, he's the last man in this town

I would have suspected.

Yeah. Well, he owns a bank,

he knows about our shipments,

which stagecoaches they'll be on

and where the money is.

He's the one man in this town

who would be a valuable asset

to an outlaw or a group of outlaws.

It's going to awful hard

to prove anything against Adams...

unless Henry Lambert talks.

Well, we know that Lambert's expecting help.

He's counting on it.

How many men do you know that can afford

to hire John Wesley Hardin?

Sam Adams is the only man I know.

I think I'm gonna go and have a talk with him.

You're going to accuse him?

Not yet.

Then why talk?

Maybe I can start a rumor.

Now, I've told you over

and over again about these figures,

if you can't total them up correctly...

Well, that was quite a shooting exhibition,

wasn't it, Mr. Hardie?

I was quite impressed,

as I believed I was supposed to be.

Well, I hear he's unbeatable.

They say if he can't outdraw or outshoot a man,

he just plain out-thinks him.

I was hoping to talk to you

about something else.

Something else?

Yes. I was in the mood

to buy some ranch land.

You wanna buy land?

I was hoping to see what you had.

Will you be around tomorrow afternoon after the trial?

Well, but people are saying that...

That I won't be alive by tonight?

I didn't think you'd believe that.

Well, I don't, but...

Then let's get back to the subject... land.

Will you be in your office tomorrow afternoon?

Well, yes, of course I'll be there.

Let's consider that an appointment.

All right.

Now, let's straighten out these figures.

What are you doing? You shouldn't come here.

You haven't paid me yet.

I can't be seen talking to you.

Then stop talking and hand me the money.

I've got it.

Here it is,

$2,000.

I never kill a man till I'm paid.

What are you so nervous about?

Hardie. He's talking about buying land.

On Boot Hill? No, ranch land.

Doesn't sound to me like a man

who expects to die.

Bragging talk, that's all.

I'm not so sure.

Now look, don't worry.

I've been paid, I'll handle my end of it.

Hardie?

I've been hearing things about you.

Fine,

I hope some of them were good.

Hardie?

About what I heard. You're wrong...

it was all bad.

So it was all bad.

Is anything else bothering you?

You fixing to buy some land?

Who told you that?

It's all over town.

That may be.

But I told only one man.

You're calling me a liar?

No, I'm not.

I say you are.

Go for your gun, mister.

No. Reach!

If you wanna shoot me, you go ahead,

but I'm not gonna draw.

You're yellow.

Maybe. Yellow!

JIM: Why don't you draw?

Mister, I can't afford to shoot

a man who doesn't draw first,

at least not without a warning.

So I'm giving you fair warning right now,

in front of witnesses!

You'll be out of this town by sunset

or I'm gonna kill you

whether you draw or not, whether you crawl or cry.

Is that clear?

Good and clear?

Answer me!

I heard you.

I mean it.

You get out of this town fast.

How could you endure that?

I'll bet you enjoyed it even more

than the shooting match.

I didn't enjoy it at all.

Oh, Mr. Hardie, I'm sorry for the things I've said.

I've been so upset about my brother.

I just haven't seen things clearly before.

And what are you seeing so clearly now?

What you're going through

for a job.

Justice, a few words of truth

to be spoken in a courtroom.

For this, you've been willing

to risk your life.

I still am.

But you have to get out now.

Your brother would like that.

Oh, I mean for your sake.

Mr. Hardin is serious, he'll kill you.

Oh, go away,

it's no disgrace.

You stood up to it as long as you can.

Oh, please.

I don't wanna be saying these things

over your grave.

Thanks anyway.

You get the idea? I think so.

How long will it take to make it?

First thing in the morning.

No. I've got to have it tonight.

Come back about 6:00.

And keep this to yourself.

Ed?

Sam Adams is our man. Have you got the proof?

He overheard the argument in the lobby.

Now he knows that I know, and it's not gonna take

much more to flush him out.

You bring Lambert out here,

put him down in front of that window

and talk to him.

Then have your deputies

tell everybody that comes by

that he's telling all he knows. You watch happens.

All right, Jim, I'll do it.

MAN: That kid's talking his head off.

What do you want? Are you going somewhere, Mr. Adams?

Going for a little trip, that's all.

I don't see that's any business of yours.

The sheriff would like to see you.

He's coming. Jim Hardie,

he's coming here.

He's left town by now.

I gave you a warning, Hardie.

The man that hired you

is dead.

That lets you out of your contract.

There's no longer any need for you to have to kill me.

Suppose I want to. For myself.

I suppose this is a personal matter now,

just between you and me.

Suppose you go ahead and draw.

You didn't draw.

It was a trick!

Spread your hands out.

You're right, it was a trick.

Would you like to see how it works?

The swivel holster.

All you do is tilt it up and fire,

it saves you the time that it takes

another man to draw.

It's a little invention of my own.

A low, sneaky trick.

Keep him covered, Sheriff.

Perhaps it was.

So is your sleeve gun

and your shoulder holster.

Turn around.

When you face a man who lives by tricks,

you try to think of one of your own.

You're all through in this town, Hardin.

Now turn around and walk out of here

and get on your horse, and get out of this town.

Fifteen months later,

John Wesley Hardin

did draw first on a man

and was picked up in Pensacola, Florida,

by the Texas Rangers

and returned to Texas

where he served 17 years

at the prison in Huntsville.

During his prison term,

Hardin studied law,

and on his release was admitted to the bar

and had a long and successful practice.

As for young Lambert,

he received one to ten years

for armed robbery.

I hear you're pretty good with a gun.

I can shoot when I have to.

Oh. That's playing it close.

I got $20 says you can't hit

two out of three.

One out of three.

Oh, Mr. Hardie prefers better odds.

Like shooting at men

who've never held guns

in their hand.

Your brother had a gun in his hand, ma'am,

and he was using it when I brought him in.

I heard it different.

I think we've had enough shooting for today.

You are good, Hardin,

just as good as I heard you were.

Let's try four this time.

Are you ready, Mr. Hardin?

Ready.

The border shift.

Four hits.

People are saying that man's here to kill you.

Are they? He'll do it, too.

He's the most dangerous man

in the country.

Maybe.

Well, now you know how it feels

to be facing death the way my brother is.

Except it isn't quite as certain for you.

You can still run... he can't.

Your brother ought to tell what he knows,

Miss Lambert.

He's not helping himself any

by not talking.

Talking?

And lose his last hope?

He'll lose that tomorrow in court.

I don't think so.

Do you, Mr. Hardie?

They say your testimony

can convict him.

But one way or another,

I don't think you're going to be here tomorrow.

I don't think you really mean that, ma'am.

Have you changed your mind

about taking that trip?

There are a lot of people wondering

about that.

John Wesley Hardin, Sam Adams.

Sam Adams? Why should he wonder?

He's been quite interested in me

and John Wesley Hardin.

Adams? Why, he's our leading citizen.

He might be.

But I've got my own opinion of him.

Say, he's the last man in this town

I would have suspected.

Yeah. Well, he owns a bank,

he knows about our shipments,

which stagecoaches they'll be on

and where the money is.

He's the one man in this town

who would be a valuable asset

to an outlaw or a group of outlaws.

It's going to awful hard

to prove anything against Adams...

unless Henry Lambert talks.

Well, we know that Lambert's expecting help.

He's counting on it.

How many men do you know that can afford

to hire John Wesley Hardin?

Sam Adams is the only man I know.

I think I'm gonna go and have a talk with him.

You're going to accuse him?

Not yet.

Then why talk?

Maybe I can start a rumor.

Now, I've told you over

and over again about these figures,

if you can't total them up correctly...

Well, that was quite a shooting exhibition,

wasn't it, Mr. Hardie?

I was quite impressed,

as I believed I was supposed to be.

Well, I hear he's unbeatable.

They say if he can't outdraw or outshoot a man,

he just plain out-thinks him.

I was hoping to talk to you

about something else.

Something else?

Yes. I was in the mood

to buy some ranch land.

You wanna buy land?

I was hoping to see what you had.

Will you be around tomorrow afternoon after the trial?

Well, but people are saying that...

That I won't be alive by tonight?

I didn't think you'd believe that.

Well, I don't, but...

Then let's get back to the subject... land.

Will you be in your office tomorrow afternoon?

Well, yes, of course I'll be there.

Let's consider that an appointment.

All right.

Now, let's straighten out these figures.

What are you doing? You shouldn't come here.

You haven't paid me yet.

I can't be seen talking to you.

Then stop talking and hand me the money.

I've got it.

Here it is,

$2,000.

I never kill a man till I'm paid.

What are you so nervous about?

Hardie. He's talking about buying land.

On Boot Hill? No, ranch land.

Doesn't sound to me like a man

who expects to die.

Bragging talk, that's all.

I'm not so sure.

Now look, don't worry.

I've been paid, I'll handle my end of it.

Hardie?

I've been hearing things about you.

Fine,

I hope some of them were good.

Hardie?

About what I heard. You're wrong...

it was all bad.

So it was all bad.

Is anything else bothering you?

You fixing to buy some land?

Who told you that?

It's all over town.

That may be.

But I told only one man.

You're calling me a liar?

No, I'm not.

I say you are.

Go for your gun, mister.

No. Reach!

If you wanna shoot me, you go ahead,

but I'm not gonna draw.

You're yellow.

Maybe. Yellow!

JIM: Why don't you draw?

Mister, I can't afford to shoot

a man who doesn't draw first,

at least not without a warning.

So I'm giving you fair warning right now,

in front of witnesses!

You'll be out of this town by sunset

or I'm gonna kill you

whether you draw or not, whether you crawl or cry.

Is that clear?

Good and clear?

Answer me!

I heard you.

I mean it.

You get out of this town fast.

How could you endure that?

I'll bet you enjoyed it even more

than the shooting match.

I didn't enjoy it at all.

Oh, Mr. Hardie, I'm sorry for the things I've said.

I've been so upset about my brother.

I just haven't seen things clearly before.

And what are you seeing so clearly now?

What you're going through

for a job.

Justice, a few words of truth

to be spoken in a courtroom.

For this, you've been willing

to risk your life.

I still am.

But you have to get out now.

Your brother would like that.

Oh, I mean for your sake.

Mr. Hardin is serious, he'll kill you.

Oh, go away,

it's no disgrace.

You stood up to it as long as you can.

Oh, please.

I don't wanna be saying these things

over your grave.

Thanks anyway.

You get the idea? I think so.

How long will it take to make it?

First thing in the morning.

No. I've got to have it tonight.

Come back about 6:00.

And keep this to yourself.

Ed?

Sam Adams is our man. Have you got the proof?

He overheard the argument in the lobby.

Now he knows that I know, and it's not gonna take

much more to flush him out.

You bring Lambert out here,

put him down in front of that window

and talk to him.

Then have your deputies

tell everybody that comes by

that he's telling all he knows. You watch happens.

All right, Jim, I'll do it.

MAN: That kid's talking his head off.

What do you want? Are you going somewhere, Mr. Adams?

Going for a little trip, that's all.

I don't see that's any business of yours.

The sheriff would like to see you.

He's coming. Jim Hardie,

he's coming here.

He's left town by now.

I gave you a warning, Hardie.

The man that hired you

is dead.

That lets you out of your contract.

There's no longer any need for you to have to kill me.

Suppose I want to. For myself.

I suppose this is a personal matter now,

just between you and me.

Suppose you go ahead and draw.

You didn't draw.

It was a trick!

Spread your hands out.

You're right, it was a trick.

Would you like to see how it works?

The swivel holster.

All you do is tilt it up and fire,

it saves you the time that it takes

another man to draw.

It's a little invention of my own.

A low, sneaky trick.

Keep him covered, Sheriff.

Perhaps it was.

So is your sleeve gun

and your shoulder holster.

Turn around.

When you face a man who lives by tricks,

you try to think of one of your own.

You're all through in this town, Hardin.

Now turn around and walk out of here

and get on your horse, and get out of this town.

Fifteen months later,

John Wesley Hardin

did draw first on a man

and was picked up in Pensacola, Florida,

by the Texas Rangers

and returned to Texas

where he served 17 years

at the prison in Huntsville.

During his prison term,

Hardin studied law,

and on his release was admitted to the bar

and had a long and successful practice.

As for young Lambert,

he received one to ten years

for armed robbery.

Now, I've told you over

and over again about these figures,

if you can't total them up correctly...

Well, that was quite a shooting exhibition,

wasn't it, Mr. Hardie?

I was quite impressed,

as I believed I was supposed to be.

Well, I hear he's unbeatable.

They say if he can't outdraw or outshoot a man,

he just plain out-thinks him.

I was hoping to talk to you

about something else.

Something else?

Yes. I was in the mood

to buy some ranch land.

You wanna buy land?

I was hoping to see what you had.

Will you be around tomorrow afternoon after the trial?

Well, but people are saying that...

That I won't be alive by tonight?

I didn't think you'd believe that.

Well, I don't, but...

Then let's get back to the subject... land.

Will you be in your office tomorrow afternoon?

Well, yes, of course I'll be there.

Let's consider that an appointment.

All right.

Now, let's straighten out these figures.

What are you doing? You shouldn't come here.

You haven't paid me yet.

I can't be seen talking to you.

Then stop talking and hand me the money.

I've got it.

Here it is,

$2,000.

I never kill a man till I'm paid.

What are you so nervous about?

Hardie. He's talking about buying land.

On Boot Hill? No, ranch land.

Doesn't sound to me like a man

who expects to die.

Bragging talk, that's all.

I'm not so sure.

Now look, don't worry.

I've been paid, I'll handle my end of it.

Hardie?

I've been hearing things about you.

Fine,

I hope some of them were good.

Hardie?

About what I heard. You're wrong...

it was all bad.

So it was all bad.

Is anything else bothering you?

You fixing to buy some land?

Who told you that?

It's all over town.

That may be.

But I told only one man.

You're calling me a liar?

No, I'm not.

I say you are.

Go for your gun, mister.

No. Reach!

If you wanna shoot me, you go ahead,

but I'm not gonna draw.

You're yellow.

Maybe. Yellow!

JIM: Why don't you draw?

Mister, I can't afford to shoot

a man who doesn't draw first,

at least not without a warning.

So I'm giving you fair warning right now,

in front of witnesses!

You'll be out of this town by sunset

or I'm gonna kill you

whether you draw or not, whether you crawl or cry.

Is that clear?

Good and clear?

Answer me!

I heard you.

I mean it.

You get out of this town fast.

How could you endure that?

I'll bet you enjoyed it even more

than the shooting match.

I didn't enjoy it at all.

Oh, Mr. Hardie, I'm sorry for the things I've said.

I've been so upset about my brother.

I just haven't seen things clearly before.

And what are you seeing so clearly now?

What you're going through

for a job.

Justice, a few words of truth

to be spoken in a courtroom.

For this, you've been willing

to risk your life.

I still am.

But you have to get out now.

Your brother would like that.

Oh, I mean for your sake.

Mr. Hardin is serious, he'll kill you.

Oh, go away,

it's no disgrace.

You stood up to it as long as you can.

Oh, please.

I don't wanna be saying these things

over your grave.

Thanks anyway.

You get the idea? I think so.

How long will it take to make it?

First thing in the morning.

No. I've got to have it tonight.

Come back about 6:00.

And keep this to yourself.

Ed?

Sam Adams is our man. Have you got the proof?

He overheard the argument in the lobby.

Now he knows that I know, and it's not gonna take

much more to flush him out.

You bring Lambert out here,

put him down in front of that window

and talk to him.

Then have your deputies

tell everybody that comes by

that he's telling all he knows. You watch happens.

All right, Jim, I'll do it.

MAN: That kid's talking his head off.

What do you want? Are you going somewhere, Mr. Adams?

Going for a little trip, that's all.

I don't see that's any business of yours.

The sheriff would like to see you.

He's coming. Jim Hardie,

he's coming here.

He's left town by now.

I gave you a warning, Hardie.

The man that hired you

is dead.

That lets you out of your contract.

There's no longer any need for you to have to kill me.

Suppose I want to. For myself.

I suppose this is a personal matter now,

just between you and me.

Suppose you go ahead and draw.

You didn't draw.

It was a trick!

Spread your hands out.

You're right, it was a trick.

Would you like to see how it works?

The swivel holster.

All you do is tilt it up and fire,

it saves you the time that it takes

another man to draw.

It's a little invention of my own.

A low, sneaky trick.

Keep him covered, Sheriff.

Perhaps it was.

So is your sleeve gun

and your shoulder holster.

Turn around.

When you face a man who lives by tricks,

you try to think of one of your own.

You're all through in this town, Hardin.

Now turn around and walk out of here

and get on your horse, and get out of this town.

Fifteen months later,

John Wesley Hardin

did draw first on a man

and was picked up in Pensacola, Florida,

by the Texas Rangers

and returned to Texas

where he served 17 years

at the prison in Huntsville.

During his prison term,

Hardin studied law,

and on his release was admitted to the bar

and had a long and successful practice.

As for young Lambert,

he received one to ten years

for armed robbery.

I hear you're pretty good with a gun.

I can shoot when I have to.

Oh. That's playing it close.

I got $20 says you can't hit

two out of three.

One out of three.

Oh, Mr. Hardie prefers better odds.

Like shooting at men

who've never held guns

in their hand.

Your brother had a gun in his hand, ma'am,

and he was using it when I brought him in.

I heard it different.

I think we've had enough shooting for today.

You are good, Hardin,

just as good as I heard you were.

Let's try four this time.

Are you ready, Mr. Hardin?

Ready.

The border shift.

Four hits.

People are saying that man's here to kill you.

Are they? He'll do it, too.

He's the most dangerous man

in the country.

Maybe.

Well, now you know how it feels

to be facing death the way my brother is.

Except it isn't quite as certain for you.

You can still run... he can't.

Your brother ought to tell what he knows,

Miss Lambert.

He's not helping himself any

by not talking.

Talking?

And lose his last hope?

He'll lose that tomorrow in court.

I don't think so.

Do you, Mr. Hardie?

They say your testimony

can convict him.

But one way or another,

I don't think you're going to be here tomorrow.

I don't think you really mean that, ma'am.

Have you changed your mind

about taking that trip?

There are a lot of people wondering

about that.

John Wesley Hardin, Sam Adams.

Sam Adams? Why should he wonder?

He's been quite interested in me

and John Wesley Hardin.

Adams? Why, he's our leading citizen.

He might be.

But I've got my own opinion of him.

Say, he's the last man in this town

I would have suspected.

Yeah. Well, he owns a bank,

he knows about our shipments,

which stagecoaches they'll be on

and where the money is.

He's the one man in this town

who would be a valuable asset

to an outlaw or a group of outlaws.

It's going to awful hard

to prove anything against Adams...

unless Henry Lambert talks.

Well, we know that Lambert's expecting help.

He's counting on it.

How many men do you know that can afford

to hire John Wesley Hardin?

Sam Adams is the only man I know.

I think I'm gonna go and have a talk with him.

You're going to accuse him?

Not yet.

Then why talk?

Maybe I can start a rumor.

Now, I've told you over

and over again about these figures,

if you can't total them up correctly...

Well, that was quite a shooting exhibition,

wasn't it, Mr. Hardie?

I was quite impressed,

as I believed I was supposed to be.

Well, I hear he's unbeatable.

They say if he can't outdraw or outshoot a man,

he just plain out-thinks him.

I was hoping to talk to you

about something else.

Something else?

Yes. I was in the mood

to buy some ranch land.

You wanna buy land?

I was hoping to see what you had.

Will you be around tomorrow afternoon after the trial?

Well, but people are saying that...

That I won't be alive by tonight?

I didn't think you'd believe that.

Well, I don't, but...

Then let's get back to the subject... land.

Will you be in your office tomorrow afternoon?

Well, yes, of course I'll be there.

Let's consider that an appointment.

All right.

Now, let's straighten out these figures.

What are you doing? You shouldn't come here.

You haven't paid me yet.

I can't be seen talking to you.

Then stop talking and hand me the money.

I've got it.

Here it is,

$2,000.

I never kill a man till I'm paid.

What are you so nervous about?

Hardie. He's talking about buying land.

On Boot Hill? No, ranch land.

Doesn't sound to me like a man

who expects to die.

Bragging talk, that's all.

I'm not so sure.

Now look, don't worry.

I've been paid, I'll handle my end of it.

Hardie?

I've been hearing things about you.

Fine,

I hope some of them were good.

Hardie?

About what I heard. You're wrong...

it was all bad.

So it was all bad.

Is anything else bothering you?

You fixing to buy some land?

Who told you that?

It's all over town.

That may be.

But I told only one man.

You're calling me a liar?

No, I'm not.

I say you are.

Go for your gun, mister.

No. Reach!

If you wanna shoot me, you go ahead,

but I'm not gonna draw.

You're yellow.

Maybe. Yellow!

JIM: Why don't you draw?

Mister, I can't afford to shoot

a man who doesn't draw first,

at least not without a warning.

So I'm giving you fair warning right now,

in front of witnesses!

You'll be out of this town by sunset

or I'm gonna kill you

whether you draw or not, whether you crawl or cry.

Is that clear?

Good and clear?

Answer me!

I heard you.

I mean it.

You get out of this town fast.

How could you endure that?

I'll bet you enjoyed it even more

than the shooting match.

I didn't enjoy it at all.

Oh, Mr. Hardie, I'm sorry for the things I've said.

I've been so upset about my brother.

I just haven't seen things clearly before.

And what are you seeing so clearly now?

What you're going through

for a job.

Justice, a few words of truth

to be spoken in a courtroom.

For this, you've been willing

to risk your life.

I still am.

But you have to get out now.

Your brother would like that.

Oh, I mean for your sake.

Mr. Hardin is serious, he'll kill you.

Oh, go away,

it's no disgrace.

You stood up to it as long as you can.

Oh, please.

I don't wanna be saying these things

over your grave.

Thanks anyway.

You get the idea? I think so.

How long will it take to make it?

First thing in the morning.

No. I've got to have it tonight.

Come back about 6:00.

And keep this to yourself.

Ed?

Sam Adams is our man. Have you got the proof?

He overheard the argument in the lobby.

Now he knows that I know, and it's not gonna take

much more to flush him out.

You bring Lambert out here,

put him down in front of that window

and talk to him.

Then have your deputies

tell everybody that comes by

that he's telling all he knows. You watch happens.

All right, Jim, I'll do it.

MAN: That kid's talking his head off.

What do you want? Are you going somewhere, Mr. Adams?

Going for a little trip, that's all.

I don't see that's any business of yours.

The sheriff would like to see you.

He's coming. Jim Hardie,

he's coming here.

He's left town by now.

I gave you a warning, Hardie.

The man that hired you

is dead.

That lets you out of your contract.

There's no longer any need for you to have to kill me.

Suppose I want to. For myself.

I suppose this is a personal matter now,

just between you and me.

Suppose you go ahead and draw.

You didn't draw.

It was a trick!

Spread your hands out.

You're right, it was a trick.

Would you like to see how it works?

The swivel holster.

All you do is tilt it up and fire,

it saves you the time that it takes

another man to draw.

It's a little invention of my own.

A low, sneaky trick.

Keep him covered, Sheriff.

Perhaps it was.

So is your sleeve gun

and your shoulder holster.

Turn around.

When you face a man who lives by tricks,

you try to think of one of your own.

You're all through in this town, Hardin.

Now turn around and walk out of here

and get on your horse, and get out of this town.

Fifteen months later,

John Wesley Hardin

did draw first on a man

and was picked up in Pensacola, Florida,

by the Texas Rangers

and returned to Texas

where he served 17 years

at the prison in Huntsville.

During his prison term,

Hardin studied law,

and on his release was admitted to the bar

and had a long and successful practice.

As for young Lambert,

he received one to ten years

for armed robbery.

What do you want? Are you going somewhere, Mr. Adams?

Going for a little trip, that's all.

I don't see that's any business of yours.

The sheriff would like to see you.

He's coming. Jim Hardie,

he's coming here.

He's left town by now.

I gave you a warning, Hardie.

The man that hired you

is dead.

That lets you out of your contract.

There's no longer any need for you to have to kill me.

Suppose I want to. For myself.

I suppose this is a personal matter now,

just between you and me.

Suppose you go ahead and draw.

You didn't draw.

It was a trick!

Spread your hands out.

You're right, it was a trick.

Would you like to see how it works?

The swivel holster.

All you do is tilt it up and fire,

it saves you the time that it takes

another man to draw.

It's a little invention of my own.

A low, sneaky trick.

Keep him covered, Sheriff.

Perhaps it was.

So is your sleeve gun

and your shoulder holster.

Turn around.

When you face a man who lives by tricks,

you try to think of one of your own.

You're all through in this town, Hardin.

Now turn around and walk out of here

and get on your horse, and get out of this town.

Fifteen months later,

John Wesley Hardin

did draw first on a man

and was picked up in Pensacola, Florida,

by the Texas Rangers

and returned to Texas

where he served 17 years

at the prison in Huntsville.

During his prison term,

Hardin studied law,

and on his release was admitted to the bar

and had a long and successful practice.

As for young Lambert,

he received one to ten years

for armed robbery.

I hear you're pretty good with a gun.

I can shoot when I have to.

Oh. That's playing it close.

I got $20 says you can't hit

two out of three.

One out of three.

Oh, Mr. Hardie prefers better odds.

Like shooting at men

who've never held guns

in their hand.

Your brother had a gun in his hand, ma'am,

and he was using it when I brought him in.

I heard it different.

I think we've had enough shooting for today.

You are good, Hardin,

just as good as I heard you were.

Let's try four this time.

Are you ready, Mr. Hardin?

Ready.

The border shift.

Four hits.

People are saying that man's here to kill you.

Are they? He'll do it, too.

He's the most dangerous man

in the country.

Maybe.

Well, now you know how it feels

to be facing death the way my brother is.

Except it isn't quite as certain for you.

You can still run... he can't.

Your brother ought to tell what he knows,

Miss Lambert.

He's not helping himself any

by not talking.

Talking?

And lose his last hope?

He'll lose that tomorrow in court.

I don't think so.

Do you, Mr. Hardie?

They say your testimony

can convict him.

But one way or another,

I don't think you're going to be here tomorrow.

I don't think you really mean that, ma'am.

Have you changed your mind

about taking that trip?

There are a lot of people wondering

about that.

John Wesley Hardin, Sam Adams.

Sam Adams? Why should he wonder?

He's been quite interested in me

and John Wesley Hardin.

Adams? Why, he's our leading citizen.

He might be.

But I've got my own opinion of him.

Say, he's the last man in this town

I would have suspected.

Yeah. Well, he owns a bank,

he knows about our shipments,

which stagecoaches they'll be on

and where the money is.

He's the one man in this town

who would be a valuable asset

to an outlaw or a group of outlaws.

It's going to awful hard

to prove anything against Adams...

unless Henry Lambert talks.

Well, we know that Lambert's expecting help.

He's counting on it.

How many men do you know that can afford

to hire John Wesley Hardin?

Sam Adams is the only man I know.

I think I'm gonna go and have a talk with him.

You're going to accuse him?

Not yet.

Then why talk?

Maybe I can start a rumor.

Now, I've told you over

and over again about these figures,

if you can't total them up correctly...

Well, that was quite a shooting exhibition,

wasn't it, Mr. Hardie?

I was quite impressed,

as I believed I was supposed to be.

Well, I hear he's unbeatable.

They say if he can't outdraw or outshoot a man,

he just plain out-thinks him.

I was hoping to talk to you

about something else.

Something else?

Yes. I was in the mood

to buy some ranch land.

You wanna buy land?

I was hoping to see what you had.

Will you be around tomorrow afternoon after the trial?

Well, but people are saying that...

That I won't be alive by tonight?

I didn't think you'd believe that.

Well, I don't, but...

Then let's get back to the subject... land.

Will you be in your office tomorrow afternoon?

Well, yes, of course I'll be there.

Let's consider that an appointment.

All right.

Now, let's straighten out these figures.

What are you doing? You shouldn't come here.

You haven't paid me yet.

I can't be seen talking to you.

Then stop talking and hand me the money.

I've got it.

Here it is,

$2,000.

I never kill a man till I'm paid.

What are you so nervous about?

Hardie. He's talking about buying land.

On Boot Hill? No, ranch land.

Doesn't sound to me like a man

who expects to die.

Bragging talk, that's all.

I'm not so sure.

Now look, don't worry.

I've been paid, I'll handle my end of it.

Hardie?

I've been hearing things about you.

Fine,

I hope some of them were good.

Hardie?

About what I heard. You're wrong...

it was all bad.

So it was all bad.

Is anything else bothering you?

You fixing to buy some land?

Who told you that?

It's all over town.

That may be.

But I told only one man.

You're calling me a liar?

No, I'm not.

I say you are.

Go for your gun, mister.

No. Reach!

If you wanna shoot me, you go ahead,

but I'm not gonna draw.

You're yellow.

Maybe. Yellow!

JIM: Why don't you draw?

Mister, I can't afford to shoot

a man who doesn't draw first,

at least not without a warning.

So I'm giving you fair warning right now,

in front of witnesses!

You'll be out of this town by sunset

or I'm gonna kill you

whether you draw or not, whether you crawl or cry.

Is that clear?

Good and clear?

Answer me!

I heard you.

I mean it.

You get out of this town fast.

How could you endure that?

I'll bet you enjoyed it even more

than the shooting match.

I didn't enjoy it at all.

Oh, Mr. Hardie, I'm sorry for the things I've said.

I've been so upset about my brother.

I just haven't seen things clearly before.

And what are you seeing so clearly now?

What you're going through

for a job.

Justice, a few words of truth

to be spoken in a courtroom.

For this, you've been willing

to risk your life.

I still am.

But you have to get out now.

Your brother would like that.

Oh, I mean for your sake.

Mr. Hardin is serious, he'll kill you.

Oh, go away,

it's no disgrace.

You stood up to it as long as you can.

Oh, please.

I don't wanna be saying these things

over your grave.

Thanks anyway.

You get the idea? I think so.

How long will it take to make it?

First thing in the morning.

No. I've got to have it tonight.

Come back about 6:00.

And keep this to yourself.

Ed?

Sam Adams is our man. Have you got the proof?

He overheard the argument in the lobby.

Now he knows that I know, and it's not gonna take

much more to flush him out.

You bring Lambert out here,

put him down in front of that window

and talk to him.

Then have your deputies

tell everybody that comes by

that he's telling all he knows. You watch happens.

All right, Jim, I'll do it.

MAN: That kid's talking his head off.

What do you want? Are you going somewhere, Mr. Adams?

Going for a little trip, that's all.

I don't see that's any business of yours.

The sheriff would like to see you.

He's coming. Jim Hardie,

he's coming here.

He's left town by now.

I gave you a warning, Hardie.

The man that hired you

is dead.

That lets you out of your contract.

There's no longer any need for you to have to kill me.

Suppose I want to. For myself.

I suppose this is a personal matter now,

just between you and me.

Suppose you go ahead and draw.

You didn't draw.

It was a trick!

Spread your hands out.

You're right, it was a trick.

Would you like to see how it works?

The swivel holster.

All you do is tilt it up and fire,

it saves you the time that it takes

another man to draw.

It's a little invention of my own.

A low, sneaky trick.

Keep him covered, Sheriff.

Perhaps it was.

So is your sleeve gun

and your shoulder holster.

Turn around.

When you face a man who lives by tricks,

you try to think of one of your own.

You're all through in this town, Hardin.

Now turn around and walk out of here

and get on your horse, and get out of this town.

Fifteen months later,

John Wesley Hardin

did draw first on a man

and was picked up in Pensacola, Florida,

by the Texas Rangers

and returned to Texas

where he served 17 years

at the prison in Huntsville.

During his prison term,

Hardin studied law,

and on his release was admitted to the bar

and had a long and successful practice.

As for young Lambert,

he received one to ten years

for armed robbery.

What do you want? Are you going somewhere, Mr. Adams?

Going for a little trip, that's all.

I don't see that's any business of yours.

The sheriff would like to see you.

He's coming. Jim Hardie,

he's coming here.

He's left town by now.

I gave you a warning, Hardie.

The man that hired you

is dead.

That lets you out of your contract.

There's no longer any need for you to have to kill me.

Suppose I want to. For myself.

I suppose this is a personal matter now,

just between you and me.

Suppose you go ahead and draw.

You didn't draw.

It was a trick!

Spread your hands out.

You're right, it was a trick.

Would you like to see how it works?

The swivel holster.

All you do is tilt it up and fire,

it saves you the time that it takes

another man to draw.

It's a little invention of my own.

A low, sneaky trick.

Keep him covered, Sheriff.

Perhaps it was.

So is your sleeve gun

and your shoulder holster.

Turn around.

When you face a man who lives by tricks,

you try to think of one of your own.

You're all through in this town, Hardin.

Now turn around and walk out of here

and get on your horse, and get out of this town.

Fifteen months later,

John Wesley Hardin

did draw first on a man

and was picked up in Pensacola, Florida,

by the Texas Rangers

and returned to Texas

where he served 17 years

at the prison in Huntsville.

During his prison term,

Hardin studied law,

and on his release was admitted to the bar

and had a long and successful practice.

As for young Lambert,

he received one to ten years

for armed robbery.

I hear you're pretty good with a gun.

I can shoot when I have to.

Oh. That's playing it close.

I got $20 says you can't hit

two out of three.

One out of three.

Oh, Mr. Hardie prefers better odds.

Like shooting at men

who've never held guns

in their hand.

Your brother had a gun in his hand, ma'am,

and he was using it when I brought him in.

I heard it different.

I think we've had enough shooting for today.

You are good, Hardin,

just as good as I heard you were.

Let's try four this time.

Are you ready, Mr. Hardin?

Ready.

The border shift.

Four hits.

People are saying that man's here to kill you.

Are they? He'll do it, too.

He's the most dangerous man

in the country.

Maybe.

Well, now you know how it feels

to be facing death the way my brother is.

Except it isn't quite as certain for you.

You can still run... he can't.

Your brother ought to tell what he knows,

Miss Lambert.

He's not helping himself any

by not talking.

Talking?

And lose his last hope?

He'll lose that tomorrow in court.

I don't think so.

Do you, Mr. Hardie?

They say your testimony

can convict him.

But one way or another,

I don't think you're going to be here tomorrow.

I don't think you really mean that, ma'am.

Have you changed your mind

about taking that trip?

There are a lot of people wondering

about that.

John Wesley Hardin, Sam Adams.

Sam Adams? Why should he wonder?

He's been quite interested in me

and John Wesley Hardin.

Adams? Why, he's our leading citizen.

He might be.

But I've got my own opinion of him.

Say, he's the last man in this town

I would have suspected.

Yeah. Well, he owns a bank,

he knows about our shipments,

which stagecoaches they'll be on

and where the money is.

He's the one man in this town

who would be a valuable asset

to an outlaw or a group of outlaws.

It's going to awful hard

to prove anything against Adams...

unless Henry Lambert talks.

Well, we know that Lambert's expecting help.

He's counting on it.

How many men do you know that can afford

to hire John Wesley Hardin?

Sam Adams is the only man I know.

I think I'm gonna go and have a talk with him.

You're going to accuse him?

Not yet.

Then why talk?

Maybe I can start a rumor.

Now, I've told you over

and over again about these figures,

if you can't total them up correctly...

Well, that was quite a shooting exhibition,

wasn't it, Mr. Hardie?

I was quite impressed,

as I believed I was supposed to be.

Well, I hear he's unbeatable.

They say if he can't outdraw or outshoot a man,

he just plain out-thinks him.

I was hoping to talk to you

about something else.

Something else?

Yes. I was in the mood

to buy some ranch land.

You wanna buy land?

I was hoping to see what you had.

Will you be around tomorrow afternoon after the trial?

Well, but people are saying that...

That I won't be alive by tonight?

I didn't think you'd believe that.

Well, I don't, but...

Then let's get back to the subject... land.

Will you be in your office tomorrow afternoon?

Well, yes, of course I'll be there.

Let's consider that an appointment.

All right.

Now, let's straighten out these figures.

What are you doing? You shouldn't come here.

You haven't paid me yet.

I can't be seen talking to you.

Then stop talking and hand me the money.

I've got it.

Here it is,

$2,000.

I never kill a man till I'm paid.

What are you so nervous about?

Hardie. He's talking about buying land.

On Boot Hill? No, ranch land.

Doesn't sound to me like a man

who expects to die.

Bragging talk, that's all.

I'm not so sure.

Now look, don't worry.

I've been paid, I'll handle my end of it.

Hardie?

I've been hearing things about you.

Fine,

I hope some of them were good.

Hardie?

About what I heard. You're wrong...

it was all bad.

So it was all bad.

Is anything else bothering you?

You fixing to buy some land?

Who told you that?

It's all over town.

That may be.

But I told only one man.

You're calling me a liar?

No, I'm not.

I say you are.

Go for your gun, mister.

No. Reach!

If you wanna shoot me, you go ahead,

but I'm not gonna draw.

You're yellow.

Maybe. Yellow!

JIM: Why don't you draw?

Mister, I can't afford to shoot

a man who doesn't draw first,

at least not without a warning.

So I'm giving you fair warning right now,

in front of witnesses!

You'll be out of this town by sunset

or I'm gonna kill you

whether you draw or not, whether you crawl or cry.

Is that clear?

Good and clear?

Answer me!

I heard you.

I mean it.

You get out of this town fast.

How could you endure that?

I'll bet you enjoyed it even more

than the shooting match.

I didn't enjoy it at all.

Oh, Mr. Hardie, I'm sorry for the things I've said.

I've been so upset about my brother.

I just haven't seen things clearly before.

And what are you seeing so clearly now?

What you're going through

for a job.

Justice, a few words of truth

to be spoken in a courtroom.

For this, you've been willing

to risk your life.

I still am.

But you have to get out now.

Your brother would like that.

Oh, I mean for your sake.

Mr. Hardin is serious, he'll kill you.

Oh, go away,

it's no disgrace.

You stood up to it as long as you can.

Oh, please.

I don't wanna be saying these things

over your grave.

Thanks anyway.

You get the idea? I think so.

How long will it take to make it?

First thing in the morning.

No. I've got to have it tonight.

Come back about 6:00.

And keep this to yourself.

Ed?

Sam Adams is our man. Have you got the proof?

He overheard the argument in the lobby.

Now he knows that I know, and it's not gonna take

much more to flush him out.

You bring Lambert out here,

put him down in front of that window

and talk to him.

Then have your deputies

tell everybody that comes by

that he's telling all he knows. You watch happens.

All right, Jim, I'll do it.

MAN: That kid's talking his head off.

What do you want? Are you going somewhere, Mr. Adams?

Going for a little trip, that's all.

I don't see that's any business of yours.

The sheriff would like to see you.

He's coming. Jim Hardie,

he's coming here.

He's left town by now.

I gave you a warning, Hardie.

The man that hired you

is dead.

That lets you out of your contract.

There's no longer any need for you to have to kill me.

Suppose I want to. For myself.

I suppose this is a personal matter now,

just between you and me.

Suppose you go ahead and draw.

You didn't draw.

It was a trick!

Spread your hands out.

You're right, it was a trick.

Would you like to see how it works?

The swivel holster.

All you do is tilt it up and fire,

it saves you the time that it takes

another man to draw.

It's a little invention of my own.

A low, sneaky trick.

Keep him covered, Sheriff.

Perhaps it was.

So is your sleeve gun

and your shoulder holster.

Turn around.

When you face a man who lives by tricks,

you try to think of one of your own.

You're all through in this town, Hardin.

Now turn around and walk out of here

and get on your horse, and get out of this town.

Fifteen months later,

John Wesley Hardin

did draw first on a man

and was picked up in Pensacola, Florida,

by the Texas Rangers

and returned to Texas

where he served 17 years

at the prison in Huntsville.

During his prison term,

Hardin studied law,

and on his release was admitted to the bar

and had a long and successful practice.

As for young Lambert,

he received one to ten years

for armed robbery.

Now, I've told you over

and over again about these figures,

if you can't total them up correctly...

Well, that was quite a shooting exhibition,

wasn't it, Mr. Hardie?

I was quite impressed,

as I believed I was supposed to be.

Well, I hear he's unbeatable.

They say if he can't outdraw or outshoot a man,

he just plain out-thinks him.

I was hoping to talk to you

about something else.

Something else?

Yes. I was in the mood

to buy some ranch land.

You wanna buy land?

I was hoping to see what you had.

Will you be around tomorrow afternoon after the trial?

Well, but people are saying that...

That I won't be alive by tonight?

I didn't think you'd believe that.

Well, I don't, but...

Then let's get back to the subject... land.

Will you be in your office tomorrow afternoon?

Well, yes, of course I'll be there.

Let's consider that an appointment.

All right.

Now, let's straighten out these figures.

What are you doing? You shouldn't come here.

You haven't paid me yet.

I can't be seen talking to you.

Then stop talking and hand me the money.

I've got it.

Here it is,

$2,000.

I never kill a man till I'm paid.

What are you so nervous about?

Hardie. He's talking about buying land.

On Boot Hill? No, ranch land.

Doesn't sound to me like a man

who expects to die.

Bragging talk, that's all.

I'm not so sure.

Now look, don't worry.

I've been paid, I'll handle my end of it.

Hardie?

I've been hearing things about you.

Fine,

I hope some of them were good.

Hardie?

About what I heard. You're wrong...

it was all bad.

So it was all bad.

Is anything else bothering you?

You fixing to buy some land?

Who told you that?

It's all over town.

That may be.

But I told only one man.

You're calling me a liar?

No, I'm not.

I say you are.

Go for your gun, mister.

No. Reach!

If you wanna shoot me, you go ahead,

but I'm not gonna draw.

You're yellow.

Maybe. Yellow!

JIM: Why don't you draw?

Mister, I can't afford to shoot

a man who doesn't draw first,

at least not without a warning.

So I'm giving you fair warning right now,

in front of witnesses!

You'll be out of this town by sunset

or I'm gonna kill you

whether you draw or not, whether you crawl or cry.

Is that clear?

Good and clear?

Answer me!

I heard you.

I mean it.

You get out of this town fast.

How could you endure that?

I'll bet you enjoyed it even more

than the shooting match.

I didn't enjoy it at all.

Oh, Mr. Hardie, I'm sorry for the things I've said.

I've been so upset about my brother.

I just haven't seen things clearly before.

And what are you seeing so clearly now?

What you're going through

for a job.

Justice, a few words of truth

to be spoken in a courtroom.

For this, you've been willing

to risk your life.

I still am.

But you have to get out now.

Your brother would like that.

Oh, I mean for your sake.

Mr. Hardin is serious, he'll kill you.

Oh, go away,

it's no disgrace.

You stood up to it as long as you can.

Oh, please.

I don't wanna be saying these things

over your grave.

Thanks anyway.

You get the idea? I think so.

How long will it take to make it?

First thing in the morning.

No. I've got to have it tonight.

Come back about 6:00.

And keep this to yourself.

Ed?

Sam Adams is our man. Have you got the proof?

He overheard the argument in the lobby.

Now he knows that I know, and it's not gonna take

much more to flush him out.

You bring Lambert out here,

put him down in front of that window

and talk to him.

Then have your deputies

tell everybody that comes by

that he's telling all he knows. You watch happens.

All right, Jim, I'll do it.

MAN: That kid's talking his head off.

What do you want? Are you going somewhere, Mr. Adams?

Going for a little trip, that's all.

I don't see that's any business of yours.

The sheriff would like to see you.

He's coming. Jim Hardie,

he's coming here.

He's left town by now.

I gave you a warning, Hardie.

The man that hired you

is dead.

That lets you out of your contract.

There's no longer any need for you to have to kill me.

Suppose I want to. For myself.

I suppose this is a personal matter now,

just between you and me.

Suppose you go ahead and draw.

You didn't draw.

It was a trick!

Spread your hands out.

You're right, it was a trick.

Would you like to see how it works?

The swivel holster.

All you do is tilt it up and fire,

it saves you the time that it takes

another man to draw.

It's a little invention of my own.

A low, sneaky trick.

Keep him covered, Sheriff.

Perhaps it was.

So is your sleeve gun

and your shoulder holster.

Turn around.

When you face a man who lives by tricks,

you try to think of one of your own.

You're all through in this town, Hardin.

Now turn around and walk out of here

and get on your horse, and get out of this town.

Fifteen months later,

John Wesley Hardin

did draw first on a man

and was picked up in Pensacola, Florida,

by the Texas Rangers

and returned to Texas

where he served 17 years

at the prison in Huntsville.

During his prison term,

Hardin studied law,

and on his release was admitted to the bar

and had a long and successful practice.

As for young Lambert,

he received one to ten years

for armed robbery.

I hear you're pretty good with a gun.

I can shoot when I have to.

Oh. That's playing it close.

I got $20 says you can't hit

two out of three.

One out of three.

Oh, Mr. Hardie prefers better odds.

Like shooting at men

who've never held guns

in their hand.

Your brother had a gun in his hand, ma'am,

and he was using it when I brought him in.

I heard it different.

I think we've had enough shooting for today.

You are good, Hardin,

just as good as I heard you were.

Let's try four this time.

Are you ready, Mr. Hardin?

Ready.

The border shift.

Four hits.

People are saying that man's here to kill you.

Are they? He'll do it, too.

He's the most dangerous man

in the country.

Maybe.

Well, now you know how it feels

to be facing death the way my brother is.

Except it isn't quite as certain for you.

You can still run... he can't.

Your brother ought to tell what he knows,

Miss Lambert.

He's not helping himself any

by not talking.

Talking?

And lose his last hope?

He'll lose that tomorrow in court.

I don't think so.

Do you, Mr. Hardie?

They say your testimony

can convict him.

But one way or another,

I don't think you're going to be here tomorrow.

I don't think you really mean that, ma'am.

Have you changed your mind

about taking that trip?

There are a lot of people wondering

about that.

John Wesley Hardin, Sam Adams.

Sam Adams? Why should he wonder?

He's been quite interested in me

and John Wesley Hardin.

Adams? Why, he's our leading citizen.

He might be.

But I've got my own opinion of him.

Say, he's the last man in this town

I would have suspected.

Yeah. Well, he owns a bank,

he knows about our shipments,

which stagecoaches they'll be on

and where the money is.

He's the one man in this town

who would be a valuable asset

to an outlaw or a group of outlaws.

It's going to awful hard

to prove anything against Adams...

unless Henry Lambert talks.

Well, we know that Lambert's expecting help.

He's counting on it.

How many men do you know that can afford

to hire John Wesley Hardin?

Sam Adams is the only man I know.

I think I'm gonna go and have a talk with him.

You're going to accuse him?

Not yet.

Then why talk?

Maybe I can start a rumor.

Now, I've told you over

and over again about these figures,

if you can't total them up correctly...

Well, that was quite a shooting exhibition,

wasn't it, Mr. Hardie?

I was quite impressed,

as I believed I was supposed to be.

Well, I hear he's unbeatable.

They say if he can't outdraw or outshoot a man,

he just plain out-thinks him.

I was hoping to talk to you

about something else.

Something else?

Yes. I was in the mood

to buy some ranch land.

You wanna buy land?

I was hoping to see what you had.

Will you be around tomorrow afternoon after the trial?

Well, but people are saying that...

That I won't be alive by tonight?

I didn't think you'd believe that.

Well, I don't, but...

Then let's get back to the subject... land.

Will you be in your office tomorrow afternoon?

Well, yes, of course I'll be there.

Let's consider that an appointment.

All right.

Now, let's straighten out these figures.

What are you doing? You shouldn't come here.

You haven't paid me yet.

I can't be seen talking to you.

Then stop talking and hand me the money.

I've got it.

Here it is,

$2,000.

I never kill a man till I'm paid.

What are you so nervous about?

Hardie. He's talking about buying land.

On Boot Hill? No, ranch land.

Doesn't sound to me like a man

who expects to die.

Bragging talk, that's all.

I'm not so sure.

Now look, don't worry.

I've been paid, I'll handle my end of it.

Hardie?

I've been hearing things about you.

Fine,

I hope some of them were good.

Hardie?

About what I heard. You're wrong...

it was all bad.

So it was all bad.

Is anything else bothering you?

You fixing to buy some land?

Who told you that?

It's all over town.

That may be.

But I told only one man.

You're calling me a liar?

No, I'm not.

I say you are.

Go for your gun, mister.

No. Reach!

If you wanna shoot me, you go ahead,

but I'm not gonna draw.

You're yellow.

Maybe. Yellow!

JIM: Why don't you draw?

Mister, I can't afford to shoot

a man who doesn't draw first,

at least not without a warning.

So I'm giving you fair warning right now,

in front of witnesses!

You'll be out of this town by sunset

or I'm gonna kill you

whether you draw or not, whether you crawl or cry.

Is that clear?

Good and clear?

Answer me!

I heard you.

I mean it.

You get out of this town fast.

How could you endure that?

I'll bet you enjoyed it even more

than the shooting match.

I didn't enjoy it at all.

Oh, Mr. Hardie, I'm sorry for the things I've said.

I've been so upset about my brother.

I just haven't seen things clearly before.

And what are you seeing so clearly now?

What you're going through

for a job.

Justice, a few words of truth

to be spoken in a courtroom.

For this, you've been willing

to risk your life.

I still am.

But you have to get out now.

Your brother would like that.

Oh, I mean for your sake.

Mr. Hardin is serious, he'll kill you.

Oh, go away,

it's no disgrace.

You stood up to it as long as you can.

Oh, please.

I don't wanna be saying these things

over your grave.

Thanks anyway.

You get the idea? I think so.

How long will it take to make it?

First thing in the morning.

No. I've got to have it tonight.

Come back about 6:00.

And keep this to yourself.

Ed?

Sam Adams is our man. Have you got the proof?

He overheard the argument in the lobby.

Now he knows that I know, and it's not gonna take

much more to flush him out.

You bring Lambert out here,

put him down in front of that window

and talk to him.

Then have your deputies

tell everybody that comes by

that he's telling all he knows. You watch happens.

All right, Jim, I'll do it.

MAN: That kid's talking his head off.

What do you want? Are you going somewhere, Mr. Adams?

Going for a little trip, that's all.

I don't see that's any business of yours.

The sheriff would like to see you.

He's coming. Jim Hardie,

he's coming here.

He's left town by now.

I gave you a warning, Hardie.

The man that hired you

is dead.

That lets you out of your contract.

There's no longer any need for you to have to kill me.

Suppose I want to. For myself.

I suppose this is a personal matter now,

just between you and me.

Suppose you go ahead and draw.

You didn't draw.

It was a trick!

Spread your hands out.

You're right, it was a trick.

Would you like to see how it works?

The swivel holster.

All you do is tilt it up and fire,

it saves you the time that it takes

another man to draw.

It's a little invention of my own.

A low, sneaky trick.

Keep him covered, Sheriff.

Perhaps it was.

So is your sleeve gun

and your shoulder holster.

Turn around.

When you face a man who lives by tricks,

you try to think of one of your own.

You're all through in this town, Hardin.

Now turn around and walk out of here

and get on your horse, and get out of this town.

Fifteen months later,

John Wesley Hardin

did draw first on a man

and was picked up in Pensacola, Florida,

by the Texas Rangers

and returned to Texas

where he served 17 years

at the prison in Huntsville.

During his prison term,

Hardin studied law,

and on his release was admitted to the bar

and had a long and successful practice.

As for young Lambert,

he received one to ten years

for armed robbery.

What do you want? Are you going somewhere, Mr. Adams?

Going for a little trip, that's all.

I don't see that's any business of yours.

The sheriff would like to see you.

He's coming. Jim Hardie,

he's coming here.

He's left town by now.

I gave you a warning, Hardie.

The man that hired you

is dead.

That lets you out of your contract.

There's no longer any need for you to have to kill me.

Suppose I want to. For myself.

I suppose this is a personal matter now,

just between you and me.

Suppose you go ahead and draw.

You didn't draw.

It was a trick!

Spread your hands out.

You're right, it was a trick.

Would you like to see how it works?

The swivel holster.

All you do is tilt it up and fire,

it saves you the time that it takes

another man to draw.

It's a little invention of my own.

A low, sneaky trick.

Keep him covered, Sheriff.

Perhaps it was.

So is your sleeve gun

and your shoulder holster.

Turn around.

When you face a man who lives by tricks,

you try to think of one of your own.

You're all through in this town, Hardin.

Now turn around and walk out of here

and get on your horse, and get out of this town.

Fifteen months later,

John Wesley Hardin

did draw first on a man

and was picked up in Pensacola, Florida,

by the Texas Rangers

and returned to Texas

where he served 17 years

at the prison in Huntsville.

During his prison term,

Hardin studied law,

and on his release was admitted to the bar

and had a long and successful practice.

As for young Lambert,

he received one to ten years

for armed robbery.

I hear you're pretty good with a gun.

I can shoot when I have to.

Oh. That's playing it close.

I got $20 says you can't hit

two out of three.

One out of three.

Oh, Mr. Hardie prefers better odds.

Like shooting at men

who've never held guns

in their hand.

Your brother had a gun in his hand, ma'am,

and he was using it when I brought him in.

I heard it different.

I think we've had enough shooting for today.

You are good, Hardin,

just as good as I heard you were.

Let's try four this time.

Are you ready, Mr. Hardin?

Ready.

The border shift.

Four hits.

People are saying that man's here to kill you.

Are they? He'll do it, too.

He's the most dangerous man

in the country.

Maybe.

Well, now you know how it feels

to be facing death the way my brother is.

Except it isn't quite as certain for you.

You can still run... he can't.

Your brother ought to tell what he knows,

Miss Lambert.

He's not helping himself any

by not talking.

Talking?

And lose his last hope?

He'll lose that tomorrow in court.

I don't think so.

Do you, Mr. Hardie?

They say your testimony

can convict him.

But one way or another,

I don't think you're going to be here tomorrow.

I don't think you really mean that, ma'am.

Have you changed your mind

about taking that trip?

There are a lot of people wondering

about that.

John Wesley Hardin, Sam Adams.

Sam Adams? Why should he wonder?

He's been quite interested in me

and John Wesley Hardin.

Adams? Why, he's our leading citizen.

He might be.

But I've got my own opinion of him.

Say, he's the last man in this town

I would have suspected.

Yeah. Well, he owns a bank,

he knows about our shipments,

which stagecoaches they'll be on

and where the money is.

He's the one man in this town

who would be a valuable asset

to an outlaw or a group of outlaws.

It's going to awful hard

to prove anything against Adams...

unless Henry Lambert talks.

Well, we know that Lambert's expecting help.

He's counting on it.

How many men do you know that can afford

to hire John Wesley Hardin?

Sam Adams is the only man I know.

I think I'm gonna go and have a talk with him.

You're going to accuse him?

Not yet.

Then why talk?

Maybe I can start a rumor.

Now, I've told you over

and over again about these figures,

if you can't total them up correctly...

Well, that was quite a shooting exhibition,

wasn't it, Mr. Hardie?

I was quite impressed,

as I believed I was supposed to be.

Well, I hear he's unbeatable.

They say if he can't outdraw or outshoot a man,

he just plain out-thinks him.

I was hoping to talk to you

about something else.

Something else?

Yes. I was in the mood

to buy some ranch land.

You wanna buy land?

I was hoping to see what you had.

Will you be around tomorrow afternoon after the trial?

Well, but people are saying that...

That I won't be alive by tonight?

I didn't think you'd believe that.

Well, I don't, but...

Then let's get back to the subject... land.

Will you be in your office tomorrow afternoon?

Well, yes, of course I'll be there.

Let's consider that an appointment.

All right.

Now, let's straighten out these figures.

What are you doing? You shouldn't come here.

You haven't paid me yet.

I can't be seen talking to you.

Then stop talking and hand me the money.

I've got it.

Here it is,

$2,000.

I never kill a man till I'm paid.

What are you so nervous about?

Hardie. He's talking about buying land.

On Boot Hill? No, ranch land.

Doesn't sound to me like a man

who expects to die.

Bragging talk, that's all.

I'm not so sure.

Now look, don't worry.

I've been paid, I'll handle my end of it.

Hardie?

I've been hearing things about you.

Fine,

I hope some of them were good.

Hardie?

About what I heard. You're wrong...

it was all bad.

So it was all bad.

Is anything else bothering you?

You fixing to buy some land?

Who told you that?

It's all over town.

That may be.

But I told only one man.

You're calling me a liar?

No, I'm not.

I say you are.

Go for your gun, mister.

No. Reach!

If you wanna shoot me, you go ahead,

but I'm not gonna draw.

You're yellow.

Maybe. Yellow!

JIM: Why don't you draw?

Mister, I can't afford to shoot

a man who doesn't draw first,

at least not without a warning.

So I'm giving you fair warning right now,

in front of witnesses!

You'll be out of this town by sunset

or I'm gonna kill you

whether you draw or not, whether you crawl or cry.

Is that clear?

Good and clear?

Answer me!

I heard you.

I mean it.

You get out of this town fast.

How could you endure that?

I'll bet you enjoyed it even more

than the shooting match.

I didn't enjoy it at all.

Oh, Mr. Hardie, I'm sorry for the things I've said.

I've been so upset about my brother.

I just haven't seen things clearly before.

And what are you seeing so clearly now?

What you're going through

for a job.

Justice, a few words of truth

to be spoken in a courtroom.

For this, you've been willing

to risk your life.

I still am.

But you have to get out now.

Your brother would like that.

Oh, I mean for your sake.

Mr. Hardin is serious, he'll kill you.

Oh, go away,

it's no disgrace.

You stood up to it as long as you can.

Oh, please.

I don't wanna be saying these things

over your grave.

Thanks anyway.

You get the idea? I think so.

How long will it take to make it?

First thing in the morning.

No. I've got to have it tonight.

Come back about 6:00.

And keep this to yourself.

Ed?

Sam Adams is our man. Have you got the proof?

He overheard the argument in the lobby.

Now he knows that I know, and it's not gonna take

much more to flush him out.

You bring Lambert out here,

put him down in front of that window

and talk to him.

Then have your deputies

tell everybody that comes by

that he's telling all he knows. You watch happens.

All right, Jim, I'll do it.

MAN: That kid's talking his head off.

What do you want? Are you going somewhere, Mr. Adams?

Going for a little trip, that's all.

I don't see that's any business of yours.

The sheriff would like to see you.

He's coming. Jim Hardie,

he's coming here.

He's left town by now.

I gave you a warning, Hardie.

The man that hired you

is dead.

That lets you out of your contract.

There's no longer any need for you to have to kill me.

Suppose I want to. For myself.

I suppose this is a personal matter now,

just between you and me.

Suppose you go ahead and draw.

You didn't draw.

It was a trick!

Spread your hands out.

You're right, it was a trick.

Would you like to see how it works?

The swivel holster.

All you do is tilt it up and fire,

it saves you the time that it takes

another man to draw.

It's a little invention of my own.

A low, sneaky trick.

Keep him covered, Sheriff.

Perhaps it was.

So is your sleeve gun

and your shoulder holster.

Turn around.

When you face a man who lives by tricks,

you try to think of one of your own.

You're all through in this town, Hardin.

Now turn around and walk out of here

and get on your horse, and get out of this town.

Fifteen months later,

John Wesley Hardin

did draw first on a man

and was picked up in Pensacola, Florida,

by the Texas Rangers

and returned to Texas

where he served 17 years

at the prison in Huntsville.

During his prison term,

Hardin studied law,

and on his release was admitted to the bar

and had a long and successful practice.

As for young Lambert,

he received one to ten years

for armed robbery.

Heeyah! Heeyah!

NARRATOR: Tales of Wells Fargo.

He's the one. Jim Hardie,

Wells Fargo man.

What does that mean, I'm the one?

The one that arrested the prisoner,

brought him in.

Yeah,

I'm the one, all right.

Well, Jim,

back for the trial, I see?

What's the matter with this town, Ed?

Why, what do you mean? Double guards on the door

and the way everybody looks at me.

Well, Saturday's court day.

This is only Thursday.

Any town gets a little jumpy

just before a big murder trial.

Not this far in advance, they don't.

There's something else. What is it, Ed?

Oh, Lambert's been saying things.

Like what?

I'd sure hate to be the only witness

at a man's murder trial.

Do you realize without your testimony,

he'd go scot-free? I can only tell 'em

what I know. That's gonna be enough

to convict Lambert.

I've got the feeling he's protecting

somebody else, an accomplice.

Yeah, he's been dropping hints about something like that,

but he won't talk to me.

Why don't you give him a try?

Maybe I will.

Do you think you and I ought to have a talk

before the trial?

Why, you worried?

I'm not the one they're gonna hang.

Me neither. When the time comes,

I'll be taken care of.

By your partner?

I had no partner.

You didn't pull that job yourself,

you're not that smart.

You're protecting someone.

Think what you like.

You're making the greatest mistake

of your life, boy.

You think at the last minute

this someone's gonna come forward

and save your neck.

But you're wrong.

You're gonna take the last ride by yourself.

Maybe I will and maybe I won't.

You will.

If you talk now, you might save your own life.

Why, what are you gonna offer me?

Life in prison

instead of a rope?

No, thanks.

I've been trying to get him to talk for a week.

Now you know why I got that double guard

on the door.

Do you think he has friends?

Yeah, one at least. That makes sense,

doesn't it, that he's taking orders from somebody?

He doesn't seem like he's brainy enough

to plan and carry out a robbery

like that all by himself.

He's talked just enough

I think he's holding out.

He figures if he's convicted,

then he'll expose the man

that's behind him.

You may be right.

But Jim,

you're the only man that can convict him.

So the question now is, until the trial's over,

who am I'm gonna get to guard you?

You let me worry about that.

Hello, Hardie.

How are you, Mr. Adams?

I heard you were back in town.

News gets around fast, doesn't it?

Well, there's somebody who wants to see you.

Mary Lambert, the prisoner's sister,

she's here for the trial.

That's the one person I don't wanna see.

Mr. Hardie?

You must be Miss Lambert.

I want to talk to you

about my brother.

If you don't mind, I'd rather not.

Are you afraid to talk to me?

No, I'm not afraid.

There's nothing to say.

Excuse me. Nothing to say?

In the interest of a man's life,

isn't it obvious that he's protecting somebody?

Yes, it is. But who?

Well, I don't know, but what does it matter?

The fact is, he wasn't in it alone.

Are you going to let him die

for somebody else's crimes?

Is that all Wells Fargo

is interested in?

Getting him hung and out of the way?

We're interested in the free

and open transportation of valuables

and human lives without the threat

of murder and robbery.

I know my brother.

He's good.

You must believe that.

I'd like to,

but I can't.

Why?

A few moments ago, I offered him a chance

to cooperate with the law.

He refused because he's waiting

for some act of violence.

Preferably murder.

Murder?

Mine.

Without me there to testify against him,

they can't convict him,

they'll have to set him free.

He knows that.

Good day, ma'am.

Jim!

How did you happen to spot him? I've been trying

to keep an eye on you.

Thought I told you I could do... You can't see

out of the back of your head now,

can you? No.

No, I never have been able to.

Someone you know, Mr. Adams?

No, why should he be?

Don't you get a look at the people

who check into your hotel?

He didn't check in.

Some cheap little hired gun.

Only trouble is, I'm afraid

it won't stop here.

Funny, that's the same feeling I had.

John Wesley Hardin.

John Wesley Hardin has just come in to town.

Hardin? How do you know it's Hardin?

I saw him once, about two years ago.

You just don't forget a man like that.

Yeah, that's him, all right.

Isn't there a Wanted on him?

Nope, none that I know of.

MAN: But from what I've heard, he's a tough one.

Yeah, he's killed more men in cold blood

than Jessie James and Billy The Kid put together,

but they were shoot-outs, stand-up gun fights,

he's no outlaw.

Never robbed anybody that I heard of.

What's he doing in this town?

I can guess.

I sure hope I'm wrong.

But you know his reputation, Jim,

people say he's killed 35 men.

Yeah. Not counting Indians...

That's what he always says.

Don't underestimate

John Wesley Hardin, he's a killer.

Some folks say he's plumb out of his mind.

I understand he wakes up in the middle

of the night screaming.

He's the most dangerous man alive today.

He's a trick shot artist, keeps guns

concealed all over him.

In his sleeve, in his waist, you never know

where they're coming from. With him,

everything's tricks.

What are you trying to tell me, Ed?

I think somebody sent for him.

So do I. And I think

it must've cost 'em a lot of money.

I can run him out of town.

You mean you can try.

You don't give me much credit.

Jim, I got a lot of respect for you,

I think you know that.

I've never made a proposition

like this before in my life,

but suppose Wells Fargo

was to suddenly have business

for you someplace else.

I'll keep Lambert here until next court day

and by that time, everything will calm down.

Now you're not giving me much credit.

Do you think I like the idea

of facing John Wesley Hardin

or any man like him?

No.

But I can't run away from him either,

or I'll be running away the rest of my life.

I've got a job to do

and I'm gonna do it... or try.

I didn't think you'd go for it.

But I had to try.

What's all the arsenal for, Sheriff?

Tomorrow is court day, Mr. Hardin,

we're guarding a prisoner.

He must be sort of special.

He is. There's been talk

somebody might try to break him out.

We don't figure to let that happen.

Maybe you're guarding the wrong man, Sheriff.

Ever think of that?

Well, who do you think I should be watching,

a witness?

You didn't tell me who he is.

He works for Wells Fargo.

Have you got a grudge against him or something?

I don't even know him.

This is on the house.

It seems as if I acquired

some friends on the way in.

The drinks free for them, too?

Any friend of yours, Mr. Hardin.

Well, thank you, Mr. Hardin.

Yeah. Appreciate it.

It isn't costing me anything.

Your health, Mr. Hardin.

Uh, Mr. Hardin, I was wondering

if you would indulge us with a small favor.

Up to a point.

Well, we've heard about your gun tricks,

Mr. Hardin. In fact,

I guess everybody's heard about them.

I...

I was wondering if you'd be

of a mind to show us some of them now?

Newton, let's stop pestering Mr. Hardin.

He's not pestering.

A man is good at something, he doesn't mind

showing folks. Yeah.

JOHN: Like if a man's got the drop on you.

An outlaw maybe. He comes over to get

your hip gun.

Come on over.

Go on, reach for it.

Shoulder holster. My own invention.

Did you ever kill a man that way?

Three or four.

Use a sleeve gun, too?

Yeah.

That's usually just for poker games.

MAN: A small Dillinger? Rig says I can snap it out

faster than anybody can see it.

Got any more tricks, Mr. Hardin? Yeah.

Lots of them,

but you've seen all you're going to.

I heard a story that you once got the best

of Wild Bill Hickok even though he had

the drop on you at that time.

Oh, I'll show you how it was done.

Wild Bill told me to hand over my gun,

butt first.

Here.

I call that the Road Agent Spin.

Did you invent that, too? Yeah.

Took all the starch right out

of Wild Bill Hickok.

I could be wrong,

but if I was to guess,

I'd say you're the Wells Fargo man.

That's right. Some folks would say

you're here to keep me from testifying.

You like testifying

against people?

When one man's word puts a rope around

another man's neck, it's a pretty dirty business.

I don't like people who do things like that.

And I don't like people

who go around robbing Wells Fargo

and shooting our messengers and drivers.

Shooting?

You haven't even seen shooting yet,

Mr. Hardie.

Come on outside.

I hear you're pretty good with a gun.

I can shoot when I have to.

Oh. That's playing it close.

I got $20 says you can't hit

two out of three.

One out of three.

Oh, Mr. Hardie prefers better odds.

Like shooting at men

who've never held guns

in their hand.

Your brother had a gun in his hand, ma'am,

and he was using it when I brought him in.

I heard it different.

I think we've had enough shooting for today.

You are good, Hardin,

just as good as I heard you were.

Let's try four this time.

Are you ready, Mr. Hardin?

Ready.

The border shift.

Four hits.

People are saying that man's here to kill you.

Are they? He'll do it, too.

He's the most dangerous man

in the country.

Maybe.

Well, now you know how it feels

to be facing death the way my brother is.

Except it isn't quite as certain for you.

You can still run... he can't.

Your brother ought to tell what he knows,

Miss Lambert.

He's not helping himself any

by not talking.

Talking?

And lose his last hope?

He'll lose that tomorrow in court.

I don't think so.

Do you, Mr. Hardie?

They say your testimony

can convict him.

But one way or another,

I don't think you're going to be here tomorrow.

I don't think you really mean that, ma'am.

Have you changed your mind

about taking that trip?

There are a lot of people wondering

about that.

John Wesley Hardin, Sam Adams.

Sam Adams? Why should he wonder?

He's been quite interested in me

and John Wesley Hardin.

Adams? Why, he's our leading citizen.

He might be.

But I've got my own opinion of him.

Say, he's the last man in this town

I would have suspected.

Yeah. Well, he owns a bank,

he knows about our shipments,

which stagecoaches they'll be on

and where the money is.

He's the one man in this town

who would be a valuable asset

to an outlaw or a group of outlaws.

It's going to awful hard

to prove anything against Adams...

unless Henry Lambert talks.

Well, we know that Lambert's expecting help.

He's counting on it.

How many men do you know that can afford

to hire John Wesley Hardin?

Sam Adams is the only man I know.

I think I'm gonna go and have a talk with him.

You're going to accuse him?

Not yet.

Then why talk?

Maybe I can start a rumor.

Now, I've told you over

and over again about these figures,

if you can't total them up correctly...

Well, that was quite a shooting exhibition,

wasn't it, Mr. Hardie?

I was quite impressed,

as I believed I was supposed to be.

Well, I hear he's unbeatable.

They say if he can't outdraw or outshoot a man,

he just plain out-thinks him.

I was hoping to talk to you

about something else.

Something else?

Yes. I was in the mood

to buy some ranch land.

You wanna buy land?

I was hoping to see what you had.

Will you be around tomorrow afternoon after the trial?

Well, but people are saying that...

That I won't be alive by tonight?

I didn't think you'd believe that.

Well, I don't, but...

Then let's get back to the subject... land.

Will you be in your office tomorrow afternoon?

Well, yes, of course I'll be there.

Let's consider that an appointment.

All right.

Now, let's straighten out these figures.

What are you doing? You shouldn't come here.

You haven't paid me yet.

I can't be seen talking to you.

Then stop talking and hand me the money.

I've got it.

Here it is,

$2,000.

I never kill a man till I'm paid.

What are you so nervous about?

Hardie. He's talking about buying land.

On Boot Hill? No, ranch land.

Doesn't sound to me like a man

who expects to die.

Bragging talk, that's all.

I'm not so sure.

Now look, don't worry.

I've been paid, I'll handle my end of it.

Hardie?

I've been hearing things about you.

Fine,

I hope some of them were good.

Hardie?

About what I heard. You're wrong...

it was all bad.

So it was all bad.

Is anything else bothering you?

You fixing to buy some land?

Who told you that?

It's all over town.

That may be.

But I told only one man.

You're calling me a liar?

No, I'm not.

I say you are.

Go for your gun, mister.

No. Reach!

If you wanna shoot me, you go ahead,

but I'm not gonna draw.

You're yellow.

Maybe. Yellow!

JIM: Why don't you draw?

Mister, I can't afford to shoot

a man who doesn't draw first,

at least not without a warning.

So I'm giving you fair warning right now,

in front of witnesses!

You'll be out of this town by sunset

or I'm gonna kill you

whether you draw or not, whether you crawl or cry.

Is that clear?

Good and clear?

Answer me!

I heard you.

I mean it.

You get out of this town fast.

How could you endure that?

I'll bet you enjoyed it even more

than the shooting match.

I didn't enjoy it at all.

Oh, Mr. Hardie, I'm sorry for the things I've said.

I've been so upset about my brother.

I just haven't seen things clearly before.

And what are you seeing so clearly now?

What you're going through

for a job.

Justice, a few words of truth

to be spoken in a courtroom.

For this, you've been willing

to risk your life.

I still am.

But you have to get out now.

Your brother would like that.

Oh, I mean for your sake.

Mr. Hardin is serious, he'll kill you.

Oh, go away,

it's no disgrace.

You stood up to it as long as you can.

Oh, please.

I don't wanna be saying these things

over your grave.

Thanks anyway.

You get the idea? I think so.

How long will it take to make it?

First thing in the morning.

No. I've got to have it tonight.

Come back about 6:00.

And keep this to yourself.

Ed?

Sam Adams is our man. Have you got the proof?

He overheard the argument in the lobby.

Now he knows that I know, and it's not gonna take

much more to flush him out.

You bring Lambert out here,

put him down in front of that window

and talk to him.

Then have your deputies

tell everybody that comes by

that he's telling all he knows. You watch happens.

All right, Jim, I'll do it.

MAN: That kid's talking his head off.

What do you want? Are you going somewhere, Mr. Adams?

Going for a little trip, that's all.

I don't see that's any business of yours.

The sheriff would like to see you.

He's coming. Jim Hardie,

he's coming here.

He's left town by now.

I gave you a warning, Hardie.

The man that hired you

is dead.

That lets you out of your contract.

There's no longer any need for you to have to kill me.

Suppose I want to. For myself.

I suppose this is a personal matter now,

just between you and me.

Suppose you go ahead and draw.

You didn't draw.

It was a trick!

Spread your hands out.

You're right, it was a trick.

Would you like to see how it works?

The swivel holster.

All you do is tilt it up and fire,

it saves you the time that it takes

another man to draw.

It's a little invention of my own.

A low, sneaky trick.

Keep him covered, Sheriff.

Perhaps it was.

So is your sleeve gun

and your shoulder holster.

Turn around.

When you face a man who lives by tricks,

you try to think of one of your own.

You're all through in this town, Hardin.

Now turn around and walk out of here

and get on your horse, and get out of this town.

Fifteen months later,

John Wesley Hardin

did draw first on a man

and was picked up in Pensacola, Florida,

by the Texas Rangers

and returned to Texas

where he served 17 years

at the prison in Huntsville.

During his prison term,

Hardin studied law,

and on his release was admitted to the bar

and had a long and successful practice.

As for young Lambert,

he received one to ten years

for armed robbery.