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The discovery of gold in California

brought thousands of men

streaming in the rough mining camps.

Fortunes were hauled out of the hills and streams.

But the gold produced another group of men...

The outlaws who let others pan the gold for them,

men such as, Joaquin Murrieta,

Rattlesnake Dick,

Black Bart,

and Vasquez.

No other bandit evaded the law

as long as Tiburcio Vasquez.

But a break came when one of Vasquez's men

was captured.

Law enforcement officials from all over the state

questioned the prisoner named Moreno.

But he refused to give any information

on Vasquez.

Wells Fargo had a special interest in Vasquez.

And I was sent to the office of the sheriff

who had captured Moreno.

My name is Jim Hardie, special investigator

for Wells Fargo.

At Monterey I had a talk with Sheriff Morris.

I understand you got a prisoner

that was one of his outfit.

Did you get anything out of him?

Name is Moreno.

Oh, I offered him immunity,

the reward money, anything,

to get him to talk.

Oh, he talked plenty, all right,

but ne'er a word about Vasquez.

You got any ideas, Jim?

Yes, I have.

I think maybe if we can get a...

few of these spread around it'll help me

a good deal on my plan.

Rattlesnake Jim.

Throw down that shotgun.

MAN: Now it's your turn, mister.

Throw down the pistol.

Señor.

You've said nothing since they brought you in this morning.

I hear you did a very foolish thing,

trying to rob the stagecoach by yourself.

I've done it before.

That is much better, señor.

Conversation will help to pass the time.

I don't plan on passing much time.

No one does.

You're a small timer. You wouldn't understand.

Small timer?

Señor, I ride with Vasquez.

I never heard of him.

To never hear of Vasquez

is to know nothing.

But I know this,

that I'm going out of here tonight.

And if you so much as let out a peep,

it'll be your last one.

I meant nothing.

You remember what I've said.

Si.

Señor,

how do you plan to break out?

Same way I've done a hundred times before.

Amigo,

you do not know California.

I do.

I have friends who could hide you well.

We'll see.

Feeding time. Back away from those bars

and sit down.

No.

Open this door. Quick.

Amigo, do not forget me.

We will need horses.

I've already made arrangements for that.

Here we are, amigo.

Come in, amigo.

Moreno,

who's this gringo?

We were in jail together.

He got us out.

You're a fool for bringing him here.

I just wanted to repay his generosity.

It was a trick to find us.

He thinks you're a lawman.

I've been called many things but never that.

I do not believe you.

I was promised a hide-out.

And if I'm not welcome here

then I'll go somewhere else.

Wait, gringo.

You rode in here,

but you will not ride out.

Moreno, you stay here.

I will take him out a few miles.

He will not come back.

No, Chavez.

If you kill him, you will answer to Vasquez.

It is for him I do this.

Tiburcio is not a murderer.

He would not have you killed.

All right then.

But he will see nothing as we ride.

Moreno, get something to tie his hands.

Untie his hands.

His blindfold now.

Are you Vasquez?

That's right.

From all I've heard about you,

I figured you to be eight feet tall.

Sorry to disappoint you, señor.

Tell your story. I hope it is a fine one.

My name is Jim Davis.

I am supposed to have heard of you?

I doubt it.

I've also been known as Rattlesnake Jim.

An unhappy name.

He's from Texas.

Why did you leave?

Somebody borrowed some horses.

They claimed it was me, so it got out.

Why did you try a stage robbery by yourself?

JIM: I was broke and needed money.

My only mistake was I didn't know

the Sheriff was riding along with the passengers.

You believe this?

I believe everybody,

until I find out otherwise.

Well, I don't believe anybody,

especially this one. Now, you listen to me.

I don't want any trouble out of you

or anyone else but if you're looking for trouble,

you can find it very easy and you could name

your own weapons, knives, guns, fists,

I don't care.

Some entertainment might be pleasant.

Tiburcio, you should not fight against each other.

Each other? He's not one of us.

Your choice of weapons.

One-sided fight may not prove

to be very entertaining.

And one other thing,

I was traveling all night

and I'm quite tired.

After I'd take him, would it be all right

if I take a nap?

You take him

and you can sleep as long as you want.

Enough.

You may take your nap now.

JIM: There it was, right close to my hand.

All I had to do was reach out and grab it.

Grab it and capture all three of them.

Then I remembered,

there were more than three of them.

There were four.

I'd almost forgotten Indian George,

a renegade known as Vasquez's protection.

I couldn't look now, but it was a hundred to one

that he had me covered wherever he was.

Hey, you.

Is this your gun?

Si. It's mine.

Don't leave it lying around. I might've rolled over on it in my sleep,

and killed myself.

It seems my men are getting careless.

Frijoles and tortillas.

I'd kind of like to join up with you if I could.

We might consider it.

If you are what you say you are.

Chavez is very careful.

Would five be too many?

No, five is not too many.

So long as they're men

and not young senoritas.

Tiburcio, do not say it again.

You are too young and pretty

to be on the wrong side of the law.

I have tried to tell her a hundred times

but she won't listen to me.

Maybe that's because she's in love with you.

I will leave it to you.

She has her whole life in front of her.

She can live it well,

find herself a decent man,

be respectable

or she can live the life of an outlaw's woman.

Hiding, hunted.

There's a good deal of truth in what he says.

She's only still a child and sees glamor

where there can only be misery for her.

I am not a child.

From the first time I saw you in Monterey,

I knew that I belonged with you.

No. You're in love with Vasquez,

the romantic bandit.

Not Vasquez the hunted outlaw.

I ask you again, Rosita,

to return to town and never come to see me.

You mean what you say.

I can tell.

Don't think badly of me, Rosita.

If I only were a better man.

Tiburcio, you are the greatest man I have ever known.

Moreno.

You take Rosita back to the cantina tonight.

But I want you to be on your way

to Monterey before the 10th.

That is three days from now.

Why the 10th?

There's a shipment of gold due in Monterey

on the 10th.

We'll ride in tomorrow

to buy some food and look things over.

You're going along with us.

I don't think it'd be too good of an idea

if I went in that Wells Fargo over.

It's one of their stages I've tried to hold up.

You go to the General Store and we'll meet you there in 10 minutes.

How soon will this go out?

Go out by the afternoon mail. Good.

Now, if you'll just sign here, please?

Hello, Jim.

Howdy.

What's this?

Money order.

You said you had no money.

I have $5 and 10 cents that I was saving for a grubstake.

Now, I don't figure I'll need it so I will send it to mother.

Hi, boys.

San Jose.

Your mother lives close to here.

That's why I came to California

after I left Texas

so I could be near her.

All right, Jim. Send it.

Thank you.

Right away.

All right. Hold it.

This is a shotgun.

I know you, Vasquez.

You took $500 from me two months ago.

Now you're taking a walk to the Sheriff.

All right. Move.

JIM: Go on. Get out of here. Move.

Amigo.

He did well, no?

That was no need, of course.

George is around to look after situations like that one.

I saw him standing there and I did what seemed to be

the natural thing to do.

Just found a fine photograph of you,

posted near the Wells Fargo office.

I'd seen better likenesses.

Rattlesnake is a strange name for you.

It refers to the river by which I used to live.

I'm glad it didn't refer to your character.

Are you satisfied now?

Give him back his own gun.

I brought it over just like you said, Sheriff.

But who is this...

This Pete Davis?

Sweet little lady named Sheriff Morris here.

The sheriff. Oh, I didn't even...

Jay, we're busy.

Got it figured out yet?

Yup, $5 and 10 cents,

five, that's the month of May,

that's this month.

Tomorrow is the 10th.

That just happens to be the day

that that gold shipment is due to arrive

at Wells Fargo.

We got a lot to do. Let's get started.

I want every able-bodied man

in this town with a rifle in his hands.

We have had good times.

I shall never forget them.

Live a good life for me.

The one I would like to have led.

You have my promise.

Goodbye, Rosita.

Goodbye.

Here they come.

Boys, do what you have to do now.

I better go in first.

I saw Vasquez left his pistol fire.

But he wouldn't use it.

I'll go after him. I'll go with you.

I'll go alone.

Gracias, mamacita.

Jim, I'm glad you made it.

What happened to the others?

Indian George and Chavez are both dead.

Moreno is seriously wounded.

How badly are you hurt?

Nothing.

I'm saddened by the girl.

Rosita? Why?

She informed.

Perhaps she felt she had to start life

with some reward money.

The only thing is,

I was good to her, Jim.

I never thought she would turn me in.

Maybe she didn't, maybe it was someone else.

Nobody else could have.

Yes, they could've. Indeed.

I work for Wells Fargo.

What?

Well, I'm glad it wasn't Rosita.

And I'm sorry it had to be me.

Don't be sorry.

You had a job to do and did it.

Everybody has his own job to do.

I had mine for a while and did it well.

I knew someday I would be captured.

It happened to be you.

Well, we'd better get you back to town

and to a doctor.

And to jail.

You know something?

It is strange

but I'm looking forward to my trial.

It's been a long time since I have been able to

feel comfortable in public.

Vasquez did enjoy his trial.

He made quite a hit with the ladies in the courtroom.

In fact, if there had been such a thing as a women's jury,

it never, never, never found him guilty.