All language subtitles for Lawless Empire (1945)_Eng

"Sod buster,
this is your last warnin'.

"Get out by sunup
or be buried here."

That's all of it, Duke.
All right.

Now, make tracks out of here.

But we got no place to go.
This is our home.

We've worked hard...
Dry up and get goin'!

Mark my words,
there'll be a day of reckonin'.

Reverend Harding.

Howdy, there, Bible-toter.

You and your sister arrived just in
time to give 'em your farewell blessing.

Oh, they're not leaving.

Then they'll be planted here.

You've no right to go
around driving decent people

out of their homes

and taking the law
into your own hands.

I may not have the right,

but I've done pretty good
so far, lady.

As for you, preacher,
I've warned you before.

That sky-pilot getup isn't
always going to save you.

I've a good mind
to give you a beating.

Don't let my sky-pilot getup,
as you call it, stop you.

You crowded your luck
too far that time.

You and your high-talking
sister are going with them.

All of you, get in that wagon.

Stay where you are!

You'll have to fight me
or shoot me in cold blood.

Stop or I'll let you have it!

Keep your hands
away from your guns!

Parson, would you mind
taking up the collection?

With pleasure.

You're making a mistake mixing in
here, whoever you are.

The name's Durango Kid.

And from now on,
I'm mixing in plenty.

Now you make tracks.

I'll be seeing you again.

You said something there,
mister.

We're mighty grateful to you.

That's all right.
I was glad I could help.

Parson, just what's
going on around here?

It's the old story
of greed and power.

We're up against a band that's set
on driving every homesteader out.

Any idea who's back of it?

Of course.
Blaze Howard.

But we can't prove a thing.

Can't your marshal do something?

We haven't any marshal.

They don't last
very long around here.

Lead poison, eh?
That's right.

In the front or back?

Back most of the time.

But they're not always fussy.

Well, it looks like
a case of sink or swim.

You'll either have to organize
and fight your own battle,

or go under.

That's what I've been trying
to tell the homesteaders.

Any luck?
Not much.

You see,
I only recently arrived here,

and those killers had them
pretty badly scared already.

We've tried,
but they always beat us.

There's no use,
we haven't a chance.

I think you have, ma'am.

Parson, suppose you talk
to the homesteaders.

Tell them the only way they'll have
peace around here is to pull together.

Can we count on your help?

Yes, but I always work alone.

Why do you wear a mask?

That's something I've never
answered, ma'am.

Adios.
Wait!

I'll be around.

Well, that's him,
if we only had our guns.

Let's trail him and see
where he holes up.

Come in, Tommy.

♪ Haven't got a worry,
haven't got a care

♪ Haven't got a thing
to call my own

♪ Though I'm out of money,
I'm a millionaire

♪ I still have my home
in San Antone

♪ When I greet my neighbor
with a how-you-all

♪ I'm wealthy
as a king upon a throne

♪ You can have your mansion
or your cottage small

♪ I'll just take my home
in San Antone

On to Noel!

Ah, Jody!

Ah, Chuck!

Tommy.

♪ Traveled o'er the country
on my merry way

♪ Been in crowds
and felt I was all alone

♪ When I feel like braggin',
I just up and say

♪ I'm a native son of San Antone

♪ Oh, there's a sweet somebody
by the Alamo

♪ Someday she's going
to be my very own

♪ We will buy a high chair
in a year or so

♪ For our little home
in San Antone ♪

Come on in, strangers.

Well, how'd you boys
like the song?

We're looking for a masked
hombre on a white horse.

Did you see him?

Masked rider?

Yeah, seems like I did.
Which way'd he go?

Wait a minute, Steve,
that was a black horse.

No, it wasn't, it was a sorrel.

Oh, you're both wrong.
It was a pinto.

Suppose you fellers
make up your minds?

Was his horse hard of hearing?

What's that got to do with it?
Nothin'.

You're crazy, all of you.

Well, don't get mad.
We're just trying to help you.

Did you or didn't you see him?

I guess we didn't.

Well, Steve, I'm afraid
we riled 'em a bit.

Bob, they're going
to be riled more than that

before I get through with them.

Here, Raider!

Bed him down, will you, Chuck?
Keep him out of sight.

Well? Did you take care
of the Murphys?

Blaze, we run into
a little trouble.

What kind of trouble?

The Durango Kid.

So you let a cheap
tinhorn with a mask

scare you out of your wits, huh?

Boss, this Durango Kid
ain't no ordinary jasper.

He's greased lightning.

Hey, what's the big idea?

Well, I gotta clean up,
ain't I, boss?

Get out of here before
I start cleaning up.

Sure.

Say, didn't I hear y'all say
something about the Durango Kid?

What's that?

Why, I... I wasn't listening,
I just...

Do you know anything
about the Durango Kid?

Boy, oh, boy! Do I know
anything about the Durango Kid?

Why, the undertakers go plumb
crazy when he hits town.

Why, I heard tell he got whole
boot hills named after him.

You hear that, boss?

And that ain't all.
Well, that's enough.

Get out!
Yes, sir.

Get out of here, you!

I've got an empire
right here in my hands

and no Durango Kid
or anyone else

is going to stand in my way.

Now, if you can't handle
things, I'll get men who can.

Don't you worry, boss.
We'll nail his hide to a fence.

Well, do it with guns
and not gab.

Now get after him.

You squirt!
I ought to kill you.

Phew!

I'll be just a minute, Vicky.

I'm going to put a notice in the
paper about the homesteaders' meeting.

Now remember, boys,
we're supposed to be out on a spree,

so put on a good show.

Sure, we'll just imagine
we're a bunch of poor cowpokes

who haven't had a good
time in a month of Sundays.

Well, just don't let your
imagination run away with you.

All right.

Vicky!

Whoa! Whoa,
easy, hoss. Whoa.

You all right, ma'am?

Yes, no thanks to you.

Well, I stopped
the runaway, didn't I?

But you also started it.

You ought to be
ashamed of yourself,

a great big grown-up man
acting just like a child.

I know, ma'am,
and every word you say is true.

But it really isn't my fault.

Not your fault?

No, ma'am.

I reckon it was the way
I was brung up.

You're impossible.

Everything's under control.

I'm Tex Harding.
This is my sister, Vicky.

Yeah, we've met.

I'm very grateful to you.

Well, I hardly deserve
your thanks, Reverend,

seeing as how
I started all this.

My name's Steve Ranson.

The boys and I
are just visiting.

That's all Dusty Gulch
needs, more roughnecks.

Well, we're really
sorry about this.

Mmm, I'll bet you are.

Don't mind her.

Good day, all.

There's them lunatics we
run into out in the woods.

Watch your step, stranger.

Don't forget what I told you.

Better watch yours, too.

Thank you, I will.

Stranger around here?

That's right.
Just dropped in for a little fun.

You picked the right spot.

This place is wide open
and the sky's the limit.

Sounds like you've got
an easy-going marshal.

We don't have a marshal.
I run things around here.

I take it you don't cotton to lawmen.
I don't.

Putting on a badge
in Dusty Gulch

is like signing
your own death warrant.

Blaze Howard!
You murderer!

What are you
talking about, sonny?

You know very well.
You killed my father.

You're wrong, Marty.

Your dad and I were
the best of friends.

That's a lie!

You sent your men out
to our place to get him.

You got my dad in the back,

and that's the way
you're going to get it.

Uh, even if you're right,
you're a little young

to be taking the law into your own
hands, aren't you?

Well, this gun ain't.

Now, turn around.

Turn around, I said!

Let me go!
Let me go!

Let him go, Duke.

Might be a good idea to
teach him some manners first.

That isn't necessary.
Who said so?

Looks like you're gonna have
a new patient soon, Doc.

Yeah.

Doc, what a marshal he'd make.

I was just thinking
the same thing.

Mr. Ranson, I'd like you to
meet Jed Stevens and Dr. Weston.

Glad to know you.
Glad to know you, gentlemen.

That was as slick a polishin'
job as I've seen in many a day.

Yes, sirree.
Slick as a whistle.

Mr. Ranson, may I ask you what
your plans for the future are?

Well, they're a little
indefinite right now.

Would you consider
being our next marshal?

You're just the man for the job.

It'd be a great service
to the community.

We need you,
Mr. Ranson.

No thanks,
that's not in my line.

Oh, I suppose horses are much
easier to scare than outlaws.

And safer.

No argument about that, ma'am.

I'm holding a meeting
of the homesteaders,

Thursday afternoon at my place.

You're welcome to come.

Well, thanks, Reverend,
but I don't care much about meetings.

Well, good day, all.

Gee... Gee, mister,
I... I don't know how to thank you

for what you've done for me.

That's all right, Marty.

You just take it easy.
Something'll be done, all right,

and I'll see you again.

Be right with you, boys,
I want to give this back.

Your gun.

Better be careful
how you play with it.

Next time you won't be so lucky.

Hey, stranger.

I heard you turned
down the marshal's job.

That so?

How about changing your mind?

I thought
you didn't like lawmen.

I don't.

But the Durango Kid's
on the prowl around here.

Durango Kid?

He's an outlaw,
and I want him out of the way.

Might be a man-sized job.

I'm willing to pay for it.

I'll put up $2,000 for his hide.

$2,000 for his hide?

Makes it kind of interesting.

Take any one of these badges.

Ex-marshals?
Yeah.

They wouldn't take orders.
From you?

I'm waiting for your answer.

Mind if I take the whole outfit?

No, go right ahead.

What's your handle?

Call me Marshal.

Your office will take
a little cleaning up.

What about using your swamper?

Cannonball.
Yes, sir.

Go along and help the marshal.

Sure, boss.

Well! What are you
doing with that?

Blaze Howard just hired me
to hunt down the Durango Kid.

Let's go down
to my office, boys.

Blaze, I don't get you,
making that feller marshal.

You will when he
and the Durango Kid meet

and blow each other's
brains out.

Killing two birds with one
stone, eh? No.

Killing two birds
without throwing any stones.

Now look here, Steve,
now that ain't funny. Cut it out.

What's the matter with you?
I didn't do anything.

It's locked, locked tight.

Well, get out the way,
I'll show you how to open that door.

Come on, move out the way,
I'll show you how to do it.

Good gracious.

He showed us.
Yeah.

Help! Who blew out the lights?
Get me out of here.

You really fixed things.

Oh, I'm sorry, Steve.

I guess I don't even know
my own strength.

Say, you know that was pretty
smart of you sending me ahead

to spy them thugs out, you know...
Shh!

Well, I know it, but dadgum it,
they're killin' me with work.

I'm getting dishwasher's
hand, housemaid's knee...

I notice you're
eating pretty well.

Mighty business-like-looking
outfit you got there, Steve.

Yeah, it belonged
to my brother Jimmy.

We got here too late
to help him.

But not too late
to bring in Howard.

Oh, I don't think he's
the main gazzabo, Bob.

Not from what your
brother had to say, Steve.

Did he mention any name?

Well, he wasn't for sure then.

Before I had a chance to talk to him
again, they'd shot him in the back.

Did he say anything
to anyone before he went?

Well, I don't think so.

They take him to
Doc Weston's office

and when I got there,
he was dead.

Well, what are you
doing that for?

Jimmy never had a chance
to finish what he started,

but his gun will.

♪ You ought to see
my blue-eyed Sally

♪ She lives a way down
on Shinbone Alley

♪ The number on the gate,
the number on the door

♪ And the next house over
is the grocery store

♪ Stay all night,
stay a little longer

♪ Dance all night,
dance a little longer

♪ Pull off your coat,
throw it in the corner

♪ Don't see why you don't
stay a little longer

♪ Sittin' in the window,
singin' to my love

♪ The slop bucket fell
from the window up above

♪ The mule and the grasshopper
eatin' ice cream

♪ The mule got sick and
they laid him on the beam

♪ Stay all night,
stay a little longer

♪ Dance all night,
dance a little longer

♪ Pull off your coat
and throw it in the corner

♪ Don't see why you don't
stay a little longer

♪ You can't go home
if you're goin' by the mill

♪ 'Cause the bridge washed out
at the bottom of the hill

♪ The big creek's up
The big creek's level

♪ Plow my corn
with a double shovel

♪ Stay all night,
stay a little longer

♪ Dance all night,
dance a little longer

♪ Pull off your coat
and throw it in the corner

♪ Don't see why you don't
stay a little longer

♪ Grab your gal
and pat her on the head

♪ If she don't like biscuits,
feed her cornbread

♪ Girls on the big creek
are about half-grown

♪ They can jump on a man
like a dog on a bone

♪ Stay all night,
stay a little longer

♪ Dance all night,
dance a little longer

♪ Pull off your coat
and throw it in the corner

♪ Don't see why you don't
stay a little longer ♪

My, my, ain't the marshal
the prettiest thing?

I hardly recognize him.

First time I've ever seen
him cleaned up that serious.

Simmer down, Tommy,
or I'll do some real cleaning up.

That homesteaders' meeting
ought to be awful interesting.

Sure,
Miss Harding's gonna be there.

Ow!

Come on out and fight like a
man, you sneak!

Dadgum it.

Cannonball, I thought I
told you not to come here.

Well, I know,
but this is important.

Blaze's men are gonna bust
up the homesteaders' meetin'

at the preacher's house.

This sounds interesting.

You boys relax.
You're not going anyplace.

I can handle this better alone.

We've got to make
our decision right now

if we're not to be
driven from our homes.

We've got to stop acting like
frightened children and fight back.

My dad wasn't afraid,
he fought back.

I warn you, it will be a hard
fight, but we'll not stand alone.

With the help of the Durango
Kid, we'll win!

How do we know we can
depend on the Durango Kid?

Break it up, sod busters!

Meetings ain't allowed.
Get going.

Yeah, start moving.

Remain where you are,
my friends.

This is my home, and it's up to
me to say who's welcome here.

That so?

Speaking of welcomes, you've
overstayed yours here in this valley.

You're getting out.

You tried that bluff before
and it didn't work.

I'm not bluffing
this time, preacher.

My next shot won't miss.

Now you travel, or
get lugged out toes up.

Take over, boys.
Tie 'em up.

Afternoon, Reverend.
Hello, Durango.

Somehow I knew you wouldn't fail us.
Thank you, ma'am.

I'd appreciate it if you'd
step inside a minute.

A few minutes ago
you were asking me

if we could depend upon
the Durango Kid.

Have you had your answer?

I'll say we have.

Mister, that's
the kind of action

we've all been prayin' to see.

You bet your life.

Now we've got a fighting chance.

We're ready to back your play
hide, hair and tallow.

That's the kind of talk,
if followed by action,

will make this part of the
country a decent place to live in.

You just give us
the orders, Durango.

Just tell us what you want
done, we'll do it.

Suppose you start by turning
those three over to the marshal?

Marshal? Why, we
haven't any marshal.

Reverend, I'm afraid you're
not up on the latest news.

What about Blaze?

You know there's
going to be lead flyin'

when we hit town, don't you?

Then we've got to face it.

If we back down, we can't expect
the Durango Kid to help us.

Vicky's right.
It's now or never to make our stand.

Hello there, Reverend.
Hello, Doc.

Been out on a little
sinner roundup, I see.

That's right,
with the help of the Durango Kid.

So you've decided to stop
turning the other cheek

and strike back, huh?
That's the ticket.

To start with, we're pullin' the
fangs out of these three rattlers.

You'll sing a different tune
when Blaze hears about this.

Think I'll tell him.

I've been waiting
for a long time

for a chance to
laugh in his face.

Hello, Doc.
Hello.

Have a drink?
No thanks, but you're gonna need one.

Spill it. I just saw
three of your plug-uglies

on their way to the hoosegow.
What's that?

Why, you're crazy.
Go and see for yourself.

Cannonball, it looks as if the high
and mighty Blaze is headin' for a fall.

Mmm-hmm.
Mmm-hmm.

Howdy, Reverend.

We're looking for
the new marshal.

Sure, Reverend.
Hey, Marshal!

There is one, isn't there?

Sure! He must be
having his siesta.

This is the only way
to wake him up.

What's all this noise...
Oh, company.

Miss Harding.
Reverend.

You? You're
the marshal?

Well, that's what
the badge says.

But you refused
when we asked you.

What made you change your mind?

Well, miss,
maybe I kind of figured

that women weren't the only ones

who had a right
to change their mind.

Ah, customers for the jail, huh?

They tried to break up
a meeting at my house.

Good work for bringing them in.

Howdy, Marshal.
How do you like working for Blaze?

I thought there was something
funny about your being here.

So you're working
for Blaze Howard?

No, I'm working for $2,000.
$2,000?

That's what he said he'd pay
me to bring in the Durango Kid.

The Durango Kid?

Yeah. You've got to admit
that's nothing to sneeze at.

That's about as close as
you'll come to collecting it,

to sneeze at it.

The Durango's our friend.

He helped us get those men.

Well, I didn't believe it
when Doc told me.

Someone must be having a little joke.
It's no joke.

These men have got to face the
circuit judge when he gets here.

Who're you kidding?
That won't be for a month.

Then turn 'em loose, Marshal.

You can't do that, Steve.

These men have committed
every crime under the sun.

They've got to stand trial.

It's our one chance to get
rid of them once and for all.

The Reverend's right.

They're three bad little boys,

and it'd be kind of irregular
for me to turn 'em loose.

According to the laws
of this territory,

you've got to turn them
loose, on bail.

That's right.
How much?

$1,000.
$1,000?

Yeah. Apiece.
Apiece?

Well, does the law say anything
about the amount of bail?

You've no right to admit
cold-blooded murderers to bail!

I'm only following
the law, ma'am.

The Durango Kid!

Well, let's get him!

He almost killed me.
Came ridin' in like the wind,

and next minute, he was gone.

I'm telling you,
it was terrible!

Come on!

Uh, boss, if you don't mind,
we'd just as soon stay here.

Well, I mind.
So on your way.

We like it here,
don't we, fellas?

Well, yeah. Sure.
Sure.

According to the law,
when you're bailed out, you get out!

Vamoose!

What's the matter with you fellas?
Have you gone crazy?

You should be very
proud of yourself,

freeing those killers to go out
and rob and murder some more.

Perhaps I had a purpose, miss.

Marshal, I don't understand you.

First you risk your life
to help Marty Foster,

and now you side in with the very
men who took his father from him.

I realize it needs
some explaining.

Reverend,
if you went out to bag a rattler,

wouldn't you pass up
three skunks

if you thought they'd
lead you to that rattler?

Yes, I think I would.

Then things should be
much clearer to you.

They are.

Good day, Marshal,
and good hunting.

Thank you.

Say, what did he mean by that?

Something tells me
the marshal has

more in common with the
Durango Kid than we suspect.

Hey, Steve!
How'd I do?

Perfect, Cannonball, perfect!

That's it.

Good night, Johnny.
Good night, boss.

When you're finished,
Cannonball, lock up.

Yes, sir.

Y'all heard what the boss
said, didn't you?

Come on, get going.
Ain't you got no homes?

Keep your shirt on.
We want to finish this game.

Leave it open, Blaze.

The Durango Kid.
What do you want?

I'm collecting some of that money
you stole from the homesteaders.

Especially
Marty Foster's father.

You got it all wrong.

The homesteaders are my friends.

I even loan them money
on their notes.

Yeah, and then your plug-uglies
take it away from them

so you can move in
on their land.

Nice little setup.

How about listening
to my side of the story?

I'm not interested in your side.
Only in what's in your safe.

Start shelling out.

You just said
you liked my setup.

How about joining up with me?

Why split with you
when I can grab it all?

Get busy.

Hurry it up.
Here it is.

What's the idea of
dirtying up my clean floor?

Get out of the way.

Don't make any more
clumsy moves.

Come here!

What's the matter
with you half-wits?

Get the Durango Kid.
He just robbed me.

He's gone! I wonder
which way he went.

Well, how should
I know? Come on!

Go, Raider! Go!

What's up?
Get out of the way!

Well, what's happened?
The Durango Kid just held us up.

The Durango Kid?
Did you see anything of him?

Oh, I'm always missing him.

You're always
always missing him.

Well, let's get him!

Well, get out of the way,
we'll get him ourselves.

♪ Tempted and tried

♪ We're oft made to wonder

♪ Why it should be thus

♪ All the day long

♪ While there are others

♪ Living about us

♪ Never molested

♪ Though in the wrong

♪ Farther along

♪ We'll know all about it

♪ Farther along

♪ We'll understand why

♪ Cheer up, my brother

♪ Live in the sunshine

♪ We'll understand it

♪ All by and by

♪ Faithful till death

♪ Said our loving master

♪ A few more days

♪ To labor and wait

♪ Toils of the road will

♪ Then seem as nothing

♪ As we sweep through

♪ The beautiful gate

♪ Farther along

♪ We'll know all about it

♪ Farther along

♪ We'll understand why

♪ Cheer up, my brother

♪ Live in the sunshine

♪ We'll understand it

♪ All by and by ♪

Help!

When did you take up
high diving?

Well, well, it's sure beginning
to look like something, Reverend.

Yes, thanks to the help
of my very good friends,

I'll soon have a church.

Well, while we're
handin' out thanks,

let's don't forget
the Durango Kid.

Why, without the money
he got back for us,

well, we couldn't have
bought this place.

That's right.

But you ain't seen
nothin' yet, Doc.

Wait till we round up
our cattle and sell 'em.

We're figuring on really
fixin' this place up.

You folks have done
enough already, Jed.

That's nothing
to what you've done.

You've made our fight
your fight.

It's you who got
the Durango Kid to help.

That's the spirit.
Help one another.

You can count on me
for a contribution, Jed.

Thanks, Doc.
Glad to do it.

Where're you
selling your beef, Jed?

Right here.
So?

There's a big cattle buyer comin'
down from Wichita next week.

Fine.

Keep up the good work.

Goodbye, Doc.
Goodbye.

Now, hop to it and make a
good job of it this time.

What's coming off here?

I'm sending the boys over
to stop work on the church.

Forget about that small stuff.

We've got something
important to think about.

What's on your mind, Chief?

It's time we got
wise to ourselves.

You've broken up meetings before.
They've had others.

That sky pilot is a good organizer
and has plenty of courage.

Besides, you haven't
caught the Durango Kid.

He's causing us
more damage every day.

He's a hard nut to crack.

That's what they'll all be if
we let them go much further.

I've got a big investment here,

and I'm not going to
let it get away from me.

What do you want us to do?
Stop 'em, for good.

Break 'em so they'll
never come back.

I want their land,
and I don't care how I get it.

They're planning
a big roundup next week

and if they make it,
we're through.

Looks like clear sailing.

We'll stampede 'em out of there.

Joe.

It's the Durango Kid!

That Durango Kid sure knew
what he was talking about

when he warned us
to be on guard.

He always knows just where
they're going to hit.

I want to be sure this time.

You fellas ride out that
way and draw 'em off.

Scatter out, men!

Look!

Boss, it was the Durango Kid.

"Blaze Howard,
the noose is beginning to tighten."

Signed, The Durango Kid.

He broke up our raid
and we lost another man.

I wonder how he finds out
every move we make.

I don't know.
That guy just ain't human.

I'm getting out.

Welching, eh?

I'm staying alive,
and I want what's coming to me.

There's only one way we pay
off fake bad men like you.

You've got a lot of nerve
calling me a faker.

You was kicked out of the army

for passing yourself off
as a sawbones,

same as you're doing here.

And what's more, maybe the
Marshal's Office at the county seat

would like to know who
finished off all them lawmen

that's buried in Boot Hill.

Duke, you always
did talk too much.

What's the trouble, Cannonball?

What happened?
It was the Durango Kid.

We were playing a
three-handed game of monte.

He suddenly appeared
and shot Duke.

This was all the warning
he gave, Marshal.

"Blaze Howard,
the noose is beginning to tighten."

What's he mean by that?

How should I know?
That's for you to find out.

He's an outlaw,
and I hired you to bring him in.

That's right.

Now that I've got
something on the Durango,

I certainly will
have to bring him in.

Well, I guess Duke's
now in your hands, Doc.

I'll take care of him.

I advise you men to be careful.

You never can tell
who'll be next.

Ah, Tommy!

♪ When I was young and foolish,
swore I never would marry

♪ I fell in love
with a pretty little girl

♪ And sure enough, we married

♪ Rosie, my Ringtom Mary

♪ The prettiest gal
that ever I saw

♪ Her name was Devilish Mary

Ah, Noel!

Ah, Steve!

♪ We both were young and foolish

♪ She was just a girlie

♪ We both agreed upon one word

♪ Our weddin' day was Thursday

♪ Rosie, my Ringtom Mary

♪ Prettiest gal that ever I saw

♪ Her name was Devilish Mary

Ah, Jimmy Cameron!

♪ We hadn't been married
but about six weeks

♪ When she got as mean
as the devil

♪ Every time I looked cross-eyed

♪ She'd knock me in the head
with a shovel

♪ Rosie, my Ringtom Mary

♪ Prettiest gal that ever I saw

♪ Her name was Devilish Mary

Ah, Chuck!

♪ She washed my face
in old soap suds

♪ Filled my shirt with stitches

♪ She let me know
right on the start

♪ That she was going
to wear my britches

♪ Rosie, my Ringtom Mary

♪ Prettiest gal that ever I saw

♪ Her name was Devilish Mary ♪

Good morning.
Howdy, Marshal.

Come in to bring me
some hot copy?

No, not yet.

I guess a dead marshal would
make better copy than a live one.

You must've given the
last one plenty of space.

Almost the whole front page.

Mind if I have a look at it?

Sure.

There it is.

"Marshal James Ranson
killed by unknown assailant.

"Doc Weston made heroic but
unsuccessful attempt to save his life,

"but victim was beyond aid
when taken to his office."

Enders, I suppose
like any good newspaper man

you always get things right.

I try to.

You could have made a
mistake in this case.

Mistake?

Yes, about the marshal
being beyond all aid

when he was taken
to Doc Weston's office.

I've been trying to get something
off my mind for a long time.

But now,
with the Durango Kid on the job,

I reckon a fellow can talk and
still stand a chance of living.

I think you can depend on that.

I was told what to put
in that write-up.

Who told you?
Blaze Howard.

Then the truth is,
Marshal Ranson had a good chance of living

when he was taken
to the doctor's office?

Certainly.

A shoulder wound
never killed anybody.

Thanks, Enders,
thanks very much.

I should have spoken
before, but, you know,

self-preservation is
the first law of nature.

Sure, I understand.
I'll see you again.

Doc, you were right
about the Durango Kid.

He's 10 times more dangerous

than the preacher and the
homesteaders put together.

Well, how you gonna
catch up with a guy

that's always a mile
and a half ahead of you?

Well, he isn't a mind reader.

Someone's tipping him off.

I gotta clean up, boss.

You'd better come back a little bit
later, Cannonball.

I've got to take
care of Blaze now.

Oh, sure, Doc, sure.

Say, boss,
I hope it ain't nothin' trivial.

You were right, Blaze.

The Durango Kid is being tipped
off, by Cannonball.

I'll take care of that. Wait.

I have a better use for him.

He's going to help us
capture the Durango Kid.

Blaze, I think I know how to
get rid of the Durango Kid,

- and the preacher.
- How, Doc?

That parson is the idol
of every homesteader.

And if he should be murdered and
the Durango Kid blamed for it,

Durango's life wouldn't be worth
a plugged nickel in this valley.

Every sod buster would
be out gunnin' for him.

You've hit it, Doc.

We're startin' for the
preacher's place right now!

He's makin' for the Durango
Kid as fast as he can.

We'll be ready
for him this time.

Now listen, Lenny...

Well, it doesn't look like
the sky pilot's home yet.

We'll go inside and wait.

Reach, you two.

Now suppose you reach, Durango?

You walked right into the
trap, Durango.

So you're showing your true
colors at last, hey, Doc?

The same as you're going to do right now.
Take off that mask.

The marshal!

Yeah. Kind of silly,
wasn't it, Blaze?

You hiring me to chase myself.

Well, you've played
your last trick.

That so?
You can bank on it.

When the Reverend shows up,
he's going to stop a bullet.

Then I'm going to kill the
Durango Kid for murdering him.

Very good.

You're wasting your time
practicing medicine, Doc.

I'll bet you've planted more men in
Boot Hill with that little pea-shooter

than with a surgeon's knife.

Especially marshals who die in
your office from shoulder wounds.

So, you figured that out.

Pretty low stuff,
finishing off a wounded man.

Too bad you're not going to be
able to do anything about it.

Here comes the preacher now.

Where is he?

You've been seeing things.

Oh, I tell you, I just saw him.

I don't get it.

Turn around and you will.

Looks like we're all
through here, Doc.

And leaving empty-handed
after all of our plans.

Maybe we won't have
to leave empty-handed.

That's the cattle buyer.

This is our chance to break the
homesteaders and save ourselves.

Howdy!
Howdy!

Nice-looking stock.
Thank you.

He'll never get
through that stampede.

Not until we're
in the next county.

Where'd them two skunks go to?

Ahead of the stampede.

Gosh, we'll never catch 'em now.

I'm gonna try.

Hey, Steve! Don't do that,
you'll be trampled to death!

Hiya, Reverend.
Where are the others?

The boys are bringing 'em in.

Well, Tex, I guess
you'll be able to carry on.

Yes, thanks to the help
from you and your boys.

If you should meet
the Durango Kid,

don't forget to thank him.

You just consider that
as good as done, Vicky.

All right, boys,
let's be on our way.

Hey, wait for me!

♪ Farther along

♪ We'll know all about it

♪ Farther along

♪ We'll understand why

♪ Cheer up, my brother

♪ Live in the sunshine

♪ We'll understand it

♪ All by and by ♪

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