All language subtitles for Saddle the Wind 1958

Sorry, friend. We ain't open yet.

You can bring that over to the table.

You, bring me a bottle.

Tell him.

You tell him.

I'm eating.

Sorry, friend.

No sense in you hanging around.

Like I told you before,
we ain't open this early.

Are you deaf?

Who? Me?

Yeah, you.

Huh.

Well, I guess you didn't hear me. I
said I wanted something to eat and a bottle.

And I want it on this table. If
it was here now, it would be late.

Can't you see I'm eating?

Now you can bring me a bottle.

Open it.

What?

Are you sure you ain't deaf?

Who knows Steve Sinclair?

Who?

Steve Sinclair.

We both know him. Everybody
knows Steve.

He owns the Double S
Ranch. Him and his brother.

Big ranch owner, huh?

Pretty big.

He and Tony own almost
a third of the valley.

Mr. Deneen owns all the rest.

You finished with my breakfast?

Sinclair ever come around here?

Sometimes.

Think he might come in here today?

Look, mister, I'm no mind reader.

I ain't asking you to
read minds, pig face.

I'm asking you if you expect Steve
Sinclair to come in here today.

They sent the herd
out a couple of weeks ago.

Could be coming back for supplies.

If you're looking for
trouble, I hope you take it outside.

Mr. Deneen don't like
gun play around here.

We're obliged to him.

We like to see that
he gets what he wants.

He sure don't appreciate gun play.

Mr. Deneen don't appreciate gun play,
and I don't appreciate watered liquor.

If either of you see Steve
Sinclair, don't tell him he's got a caller.

I want it to be a surprise.

He's an old friend of mine.

Do you hear that?

- Yahoo!
- Hey, Steve.

You better have about
$ 7800 on you...

...or you can just ride
back the way you came.

I didn't lose a steer the whole way
and I got $5 more a head than we figured.

- You're lucky.
- I'm good, that's what I am.

Good.

- Whoo. -
Ha-ha-ha.

- Good to have you back, Tony.
- Yeah, sure.

Oh, I forgot to tell you, Steve.

I'm shy a few dollars. I paid
$286 for that team and wagon.

How much did you
pay for what's on it?

A little surprise,
Steve. This is Joan Blake.

Glad to know you, Miss Blake.

This is my brother,
Joanie. This is Steve.

Tony's told me all about you, Steve.

She's from Jeweltown, Steve.

Aww.

Come on.

Manuelo.

Manuelo.

- Senor Tony, how are
you? Ha-ha-ha. - Manuelo.

- Hey.
- Nice to see you home.

Hey, Joan. Joan.

This is Miss Blake, Manuelo.
She's gonna stay here with us.

Joanie, go with him. Go ahead.

You come with me, senorita.

Manuelo, put her in my
room. I'll bunk with Steve.

Do you like her? I know
you're gonna like her.

Ain't she beautiful?

Yeah. Where did you meet her? How'd
you come to bring her here?

You're looking at a man with a
rope in his hand, ready to tie the knot.

I'm gonna get married.

We're gonna get married. Joan and me.

Ain't it the darnedest
thing you ever heard?

Yeah, it's great. Congratulations.

You bet it is. It is great.

Come on inside. I got
something else I wanna show you.

Tony.

Hamp.

- I'd like to wash up.
- I'll bet you would.

I wanna hear what's been
going on the past few weeks.

- Thought you'd keep an eye on him.
- Can't keep an eye on that kid.

Looking after your brother is like poking
hot butter in a wildcat's ear.

It just can't be done.

Where did he meet the girl?

I don't know. Only thing I
know is the morning we started back...

...I see this girl outside the
dancehall in a brand-new buckboard.

We got instructions from
Tony to call her Miss Blake...

...and he was bringing
her back to marry.

What did you do?

I shut my pipe and mounted up.

That kid brother of yours can get
mighty hard-nosed if you crowd him.

He must have been dead
drunk or sun-struck.

He wasn't either of them.

He just found something he liked.

- He's of age, Steve.
- That's not the problem.

Could be she might settle him.

Women have a way of
doing that with a kid.

Not that woman. Not this kid.

Tony?

Hey, Steve.

This here's a present from me to you.

That's me.

Looks like you. How'd they get you to
hold still long enough to make that?

They sneaked up on me, I guess.

Hey, I got something
else to show you.

It's something I bought for myself.

Where did you get it?

I bought it. I had a
gunsmith fix it up for me.

I don't like tricked-up guns, Tony.

Got that trigger honed down so
fine, you could sneeze it off.

Old Sourdough Sinclair.

With a little practice, I could
draw that gun in one second even.

Hey, everything all right, Joanie?

You all right?

You look great.

Steve, ain't she beautiful?

Ain't this the most beautiful
thing you saw around this place?

You'll embarrass the
poor girl to death.

Don't pay any attention to
Steve. He's a poker player.

You never know what he's
thinking. You know what I mean?

Come on outside. I'll
show you my new gun.

If I were you, I'd live with that a
while before I took it in anyplace.

I can't live with it unless I use it.

Joan, I'll show you the
fastest gun in the West.

Come on, Steve.

Tony.

- Now, watch the plowshare.
- I'd like to talk to you...

I'd like to talk to
you about that girl.

Oh, I'd love to talk
about her, but not now.

Will you put that gun away?

Hey, hey, hey.

Why the crouch? You
afraid that thing's gonna draw?

- Let's keep it in the family.
- I asked you.

- You afraid it's gonna draw against you?
- Maybe someday.

What? You got
something against practicing?

Don't needle me, Tony.

You know how I feel. I
told you a hundred times.

I got something against the
breed that over practices.

How do I get that to register? Crawl in
your head with an iron and burn it there?

Hey, Steve. You don't understand.

See, I'm doing this for you.

I gotta take care of you.

You know, you're a reformed
character, an ex-gunfighter...

...and you don't use that
iron of yours anymore.

Now, supposing somebody
comes looking for you...

...maybe tomorrow, maybe
the next day, maybe never.

You know, I gotta be good.

I gotta be really good. We
got this valley to look after.

Steve, I'm your brother.

Now, maybe you don't like
it, but I'm not a kid anymore.

You're not a kid anymore either. I
mean, you're getting on, you know?

And...

Well, it's my right to
protect you, and I intend to.

I understand, Tony.

Maybe better than you think.

Go on inside. Go ahead.

Go on.

- You want some coffee?
- No, thank you.

When the lady's in the house, there
should be something of beauty.

Manuelo.

Thank you for the
flower. It's lovely.

Well, do I pass muster?

You're not being judged, Miss Blake.

I'm the kind of a girl that likes to
know whether or not to unpack her bags.

Call it a family trait.

It's not a bad trait.

Okay, sit down. I'll lay this
right on the line for you.

Tony's a kid.

He's not ready for a wife, and this
ranch isn't ready for a woman. Not yet.

You have plenty of room.

Tony says you're
running a big valley here.

Tony's got a healthy imagination.

We don't run this
valley. We own a third of it.

We'll be 20 years paying for that.

There's an old man here named
Deneen. He opened it up a long time ago.

I was his trail boss for three years.

Then, thanks to him, I had a piece
of land and a start of cattle.

And you're not about to
give any of it away, are you?

Let's just say I'm
particular about who I share it with.

You don't think Tony's
particular enough.

Outside of a first and last
name, I don't know who you are.

Also, nobody's told me what you want.

I came here to marry Tony...

...because I want
a home. - Mm-hm.

Maybe you're not particular
enough. Maybe that's what bothers me.

He takes to a gun, doesn't he?

You wouldn't be
expected to know that.

He walks into your
dancehall with money...

...and he's fair game.

Couple of songs and a half a bottle
later, he's bought you a rig, promised a valley.

I'm no slut, Mr. Sinclair.

He didn't buy me like
he bought that gun.

All right, I've got an open
mind. Where are you from?

A lot of places.

I spent the first 12
years of my life...

...going from one dirty little
frontier town to another.

My father was a hide hunter.

After so many years
and so many bottles...

...he couldn't tell the
difference between a buffalo and a burro.

I'm not trying to give
you this with a piano.

You asked me, and I'm telling you.

All right, then. Tell me how
you feel about my kid brother.

Give it to me straight and honest.

A couple of days ago, this kid
came in, he called me "miss."

He asked me to sing this
song that he likes so much.

Well, I'll tell you something. You...

It was like a breath of fresh air.

You know saloon
singers, don't you, Mr. Sinclair?

You know they're not called "miss."

Later, he bought me
supper, and we talked.

Oh, we talked for a lot
of hours about me and him.

Then he told me about
you and this valley here.

And he made it sound like...

Like I had to come here.

One more chorus in that dirty
little room, Mr. Sinclair...

...and I'd have spit in
somebody's eye, or got sick, or...

Or just died.

Straight and honest,
just like you ordered?

You know, Tony said you
were his big brother.

Anyone ever tell you you
sound like his father?

I've been his father since he
was 4 years old, and his mother.

Look, there's a lot about this
kid even I don't understand.

So how do you expect to know him?

This boy has problems.

I take it so does his brother.

- We're talking about Tony.
- Well, I'm talking about you now.

I know Tony's problem,
or at least part of it.

But I was watching you out there too.

Don't tear out your
palms, Mr. Sinclair.

I've seen reformed gunmen before.

So I said, "Steve, that's
not all I brought back."

You should have seen his face.

Hey, Fred. Fred, you're
sitting right next to her.

Now, ain't she the most beautiful
girl you ever saw, huh?

Oh, you know I don't
see many girls up here.

Hey, Hamp. Hey, Hamp.

What's your opinion? I mean,
you're older than any of us.

She sure is pretty.

Attaboy, Hamp. I'd
knew you'd be with me.

Isn't that right?

Now, here's a man that goes into Jeweltown
every year, twice a year...

...and he's never brought
back a woman yet.

Where are you going?

I gotta stick new shoes on my horse.

We gotta go to town to
put that money away.

- I'll give you a hand.
- Wait a minute.

Aren't you forgetting something?

Oh, oh. Ahem.

The boys wanted me to tell you how
happy we are to have you here.

And?

Oh. And if there's anything we
can do to help, just let us know.

We'll be glad to help you.

- What are you doing?
- I have to clean the table, Senor Tony.

Well, you're not
gonna clean the table now.

Not now? Why?

Hey.

Did you like his speech?

I think you wrote it very well.

Look, relax.

You're gonna like it here,
and Steve's gonna like you.

You know, it's kind of sudden. He's
gotta chew on it for a while.

So it seems.

I got no worries. It's
gonna work out just fine.

You know, it's funny with him.

He still treats me like a kid,
and that riles, it really does.

But I'll tell you something, Joanie.

He's the only one I'll take it
from because he's number one.

I gathered.

You don't like him, do you?

That's because you don't know him.

I've lived with him all my life.

This is a man that rode
with Quantrill's Raiders.

This is a man that I
saw outdraw five men...

...before I was 12 years old.

This is a man...

- What's the matter?
- Nothing.

You just have kind of a special
look when you talk about your brother.

What's the matter? I
do something wrong?

Hmm?

Who gave you that smile?

What smile?

The one I'm looking at. I like it.

- You wear it well.
- Heh.

I always figured it was an ordinary
smile. Well, it came with the face.

Hey...

Hey what?

Hey, sing to me.

Just like that?

Just like that, for old times' sake.

For old times'
sake, like two days ago?

Come on, sing for me and
I'll smile for you.

Sometimes I'd like

To saddle the wind

And ride to where you are

We may meet in a valley

Or on a green hill

Will I be yours?

You know I will

Dearest one

My place in the sun

Is by your side

I know

So if I could

I'd saddle the wind

Some starry night

I'll saddle the wind

And straight to your arms

I'll go

What's the matter with you?

You kiss me like you
paid for the privilege.

I don't like that kind of kiss.

I don't know how to figure you.

You sing to me like you invited me
in, and then you shut the door on me.

I mean, I'd like to understand
you. I'd like to know what you want.

Gently, Tony.

Anything you do for me, do it gently.

Understand?

All right.

All I need is time, and I'll
do everything the way you want.

Put this money away,
Tony. See you later.

All right, all right.
Steve, I'm broke.

Here.

Hamp?

- Bam!
- Bam!

You got me.
Ha-ha-ha-ha.

Tony.

- Are you getting fat?
- Are you getting fat?

Oh, this is my boy.

Hamp, well, welcome back.

Glad to see you, boy, glad.

They tie you to that saloon, son?

Ain't you got a home?

Not since Steve run me off.

- Is he mean as ever?
- Not to everybody.

Just to no-good drifters like you.

This must be that girl
I've been hearing about.

That's right. Take your hat off.

Joan Blake, this is Dallas
Hanson. He used to work for us.

How do you do?

Formerly of the 4th Alabams.
Confederate States of America.

- We held our ground at Shi...
- We held our ground at Shiloh. Heh.

If there was four more like you, we'd
have lost the first battle of Bull Run.

Hoo-hoo-hoo.
Hoo.

I do believe this
calls for a celebration.

- Would you do me the honor?
- Wait a minute.

Right this way.

Hi, Hank.

Hello, Joe. I'd like
you to meet Miss Blake.

Tony's intended.

How about a little service?

Two.

- Dallas.
- Huh?

It's a lady.

- Well, I know it's a lady.
- A lady shouldn't drink at bars.

Well, then, I'll take her
to a table. Right this way.

This table's sort of a mess here.

- Listen to me...
- Hey, Joe, buy Hank a drink, will you?

Heh. Drinks for everybody. On me.

- Tony, where's Steve?
- What?

- What's the matter?
- He's in big trouble.

There's a guy came in
here yesterday morning, and...

- Where's Steve Sinclair?
- He ain't here.

The...

This here's his
brother, Tony Sinclair.

He won't do.

If you got business with my
brother, maybe I could deliver the message.

Well, I'll tell you, I never
like to send a boy out on a man's job...

...so I'll deliver my own message.

That was an offer, mister.

Now let's just say I'm telling you.

I think you better
give me that message.

Keep your hands off. Nobody's
inviting a draw.

Somebody educate this kid to
keep his own gun hand inside.

Kid's name is Tony.

- Maybe you didn't hear.
- I heard.

Then say it.

Sonny, why don't you take
a flying jump at the moon?

Boy, you're making it hard, drifter.

I ain't meaning to.

I know what I like and don't
like. And I don't like Steve Sinclair.

I'd like to tell him that myself.

Now, if you wanna register a
complaint, you go right ahead, sonny.

Tony.

Hmm.

I think you'd
better stand clear, mister.

It's reached that, huh?

That's the idea.

Unless you'd like to apologize.

Tony.

You got quite a lip, sonny.

Look, boys, Mr. Deneen don't
want gun play here.

There won't be any gun play, Joe.

If the drifter here
wants to back off.

I'm waiting for the word, gunner.

Now you're making it hard, sonny.

I'm waiting.

You fast, little friend?

Boy, you got a good
chance to find out.

- Oh, you want me to draw?
- You got the guts?

I got the guts and the know-how
to puncture your belly six times...

...before you could breathe.

Tony!

Oh.

Hey, Steve. He was...

What's the matter with you?

Tony, look, there wasn't an hour in
the year he couldn't outdraw you.

That's Larry Venables. He was
the fastest gun I ever knew.

He was gunning for you, Steve.

Tony, I'm obliged for the service.

The next time somebody
comes into town looking for me...

...call me, not him.

Is that all you got to say, Steve?

I said I was obliged to you.

He ain't asking you for no medal.

This is Sinclair
talk. Your name Sinclair?

I'm only asking you to
remember one thing.

In every gun fight, there's one who
walks to the bar and buys the drinks...

...and there's the other who
gets his name carved into a stone.

At best, the odds are 50-50, Tony.

Okay, Steve.

I'll go tell the old man.

Steve.

Was Venables faster than you?

Tony, take me out of here, will you?

Sure.

Tony.

Let's go now. Please.

Sure, now. I just want a drink first.

In a minute, Joan. Just
give me a minute.

This here is my boy.

If we'd had him in gray,
Jeff Davis'd be president...

...the capital would be Richmond.

How about that, Tony?

Oh, don't you worry about Steve. He's
just a little bit jealous, that's all.

It's been good
shooting going on here today.

He's just a little bit jealous, huh?

How about that? How about that, Tony?

I wanna buy drinks for all these men.

- Well...
- I want these men to have drinks on me.

Where did you learn to
shoot like that, Tony?

Pretty fast gun he's
got there. Look at that.

And the boy that used it ain't
so slow either. Let me see it.

- Give me that gun.
- Tony, will you?

- Just one second, Tony, please?
- Give me that gun.

- All right, Tony.
- Well, now.

Let's get all these drinks out
here, and I got a proposal to make.

Here. I give you a toast to...

It ain't every day you kill somebody.

Tony Sinclair, huh?

- More valuables for you.
Free whiskey. MAN 4: All right.

Howdy, Steve. I heard
your crew got back.

- Where's Mr. Deneen, Brick?
- Inside.

Tell him I'm here, will you?

Sure, but what's the trouble?

There's been a gunfight
in town. A man is dead.

What's it about, Steve?

There's been a shooting, Mr. Deneen.

There's been a
killing, Brick tells me.

His name was Larry Venables.

He was gunning for me.

A long time ago, I had
to kill his brother.

And now you had to kill him.

Tony had to kill him.

Tony?

Oh, you're here to
defend him. Is that it?

No. I'm here to explain it.

Maybe I didn't make
myself clear, Mr. Deneen.

A man rode into town to gun me down.

Killing him was a service.

You'll forgive me if I don't choose to argue
the fine points of what we call it.

I want to ask you how does your
brother feel after having killed...

...his first human being?

Healthier than if
he'd turned his back.

And what if he'd turned the other cheek
and not been eager to reach for the gun?

I think you ask a lot, Mr. Deneen.

Do I?

I asked the same of my own son before
you rode into this valley.

He was young like Tony.

And they brought him back to
my ranch one Sunday afternoon...

...flung over a saddle like
a sack of bloody meat.

Just 19.

He died before he knew
very much about living.

Do I ask too much?

- No, I guess not.
- You don't have to guess.

This is as near to the law as
there will ever be around here.

Gunmen are not welcome.

You're talking about my brother.

I'm talking about a young
man and a gun and first blood.

And when it applies to Tony, it
makes me break out into a cold sweat.

You can tell your brother from
me that if he kills again...

...I don't want him in this valley.

I have to take that as if
it were said for both of us.

It is said to both of you.

But it's said to you, Steve...

...because I don't wanna live
through another Sunday afternoon.

I don't want to see
you draped over a saddle.

I'd rather send a son of mine
riding and never see him again...

...than have to bury him.

Try to understand that, Steve.

For my sake.

You can count on it, Mr. Deneen.

It took a lot for him to
come here and tell you that.

You picked him right.
But the brother?

I know all about the
brother and the sickness inside him.

He didn't get that from
Steve. He was born with it.

I don't think that
Tony ever did get born.

I think that somebody just found
him wedged into a gun cylinder...

...and shot him out into the
world by pressing a trigger.

Remember that girl?

When the man gets out of
these, get more drinks.

Do you remember her? And
Dallas snatching anybody.

You know, every time we get
together, it is the greatest...

I bargain the lady had no gun.

Tony's still in there?

And having a wonderful time.

Hey, wait a minute, will you?

I've got him down, I
shot him. He's cold dead.

Come on. I'll take
you back to the place.

You all right?

Don't worry about me.

Haven't you ever
seen a woman cry before?

I guess I have.

That was rough back
there. I don't blame you.

I don't think a
death ever goes down easy.

Well, I'm sorry you had to see it.

So we understand each other and so you don't
fall off looking for the right word...

...I don't want your sympathy.

This isn't the first time I've
been left alone in a saloon.

- They breed you tough, don't they?
- Now do me a favor, will you?

Go riding and leave me alone.

I told you I was gonna take you back to
the ranch. I'm not about to leave you.

I'm gonna give you this
just once, Mr. Sinclair.

The people here may call you boss
and the cattle may wear your brand...

...but I'm not part of the stock.

Now, you listen to me.

Tony isn't just any kid with an
eye for pretty legs and a soft voice.

This is a kid who saw a half dozen
men shot down before he was 12 years old.

His god happened to be his brother, and
is responsible for five of those men.

If this kid doesn't come
with a halo, that's too bad.

Nobody tied you to that buckboard. Nobody
dragged you in here with a rope.

If you were dumb or miserable
enough to follow a kid's grin...

...then weep for your own
problems, don't hate us for ours.

I'm sorry, Joan.

I'm sorry it wasn't what you wanted.

Or that we're not what you want.

Come here. I wanna
show you something.

When Tony was a kid, real
little, he used to play here.

This was his hiding
place, he called it.

I whaled the tar out of him
because he broke my good knife doing that.

That's the way of the world.

They grow up on you when
your back's turned...

...and you can't link what
you remember with what you see.

I see Tony, 12 years old, carving
his name in that tree.

I don't see the kid back in the
saloon with a bottle and a bloody floor.

I'm not used to
giving an inch, Steve.

I haven't given you any room at
all. I haven't even tried to understand.

I wish you'd give
me a little room now.

Let me try.

Sure.

It's a big valley, plenty of room.

What's that?

I don't know.

I think we better find out.

Clay, no trouble, please.

You gonna fight them, Pa?

I hope not, but I will if I have to.

You better wait here, Joan.

Who's in charge here?

Who wants to know?

My name's Sinclair. You're
on somebody else's land.

Well, I see that
different. We have a right to be here.

For what reason? Hunting?

That depends on you.

I came here friendly.

A pointed gun gets
my back up, mister.

- Be careful, will you, Clay?
- I don't need to be careful.

We're on here
legal, and we stay on here.

I didn't bring you
from Pennsylvania...

...to scurry away the minute somebody
rides in with a raised voice.

We're here legal, we stay here.

You're twice wrong.

You didn't take this land legally, you
squatted on it. You're not staying.

Now, you better hear me out.

- This land belonged to my...
- This land belonged to Jacob Ellison.

He lost two herds from the
winter, and then he went East.

That was 20 years ago.

We've had free trespass across this
strip since I've been here, and before that.

My name is Clay Ellison.

My father died and the
land is in my name now.

All right, mister. You
wanna try and put us off?

I mean to talk sense to you, that's
all. You make your own decision.

You see up there?

There's a storm coming up.

You get a lot of rain here, this draw you're
camping in will be full of water.

You picked a bad spot.

There are others.

This strip runs six
miles. We'll find another spot.

Not around here. This
isn't farming country.

We'll make out.

Even if you do, there's cattle
north and cattle south of you.

Never saw a cow that could
tell the difference...

...between young
grass and young wheat.

You ever hear of
fences, Mr. Sinclair?

I'll give this to you
just once, Ellison.

This is cow country. A lot of
good men made it cow country.

And that wasn't done
just so that one day...

...you could come in here and stick
up a lot of fences and bleed us to death.

This deed says the
land belongs to me.

I can do what I want with it.

It's the law. The government says it.

You can frame that and hang it,
but it won't raise crops for you.

We made a bad
decision coming here, Clay.

We'll make a better one if we go?

There's a storm coming like he says.

I'm tired, Clay. My kids are tired.

Take your time. It may be
muddy, but you'll be able to move out.

You're a Texan, aren't you?

You're not far wrong, I
was raised there. Laredo.

I figured from the saddle.

- You got something against Texas?
- Not anymore.

But I had to shoot a number of your
brethren when they were wearing gray.

Then what's your complaint,
mister? You won, didn't you?

I wonder sometimes.

Look, don't bring that rag
of a uniform out here...

...and expect to win battles with it.

There won't be any bugles. Just
move out when you see the sun.

Hey, you.

We're not beholden to you for
the right to live and breathe.

We've been frozen and
roasted and half sick to death...

...so it's gonna take more than
you to make us pull out, you hear that?

More than you.

More than your kind. Do
you hear me, Sinclair?

Do you hear me? Do you?

Please, we've had kind of hard times.

He's not himself.

Get a night's sleep.

But in the morning, you
be up and out of here.

Heeee!

- Hey, Dal.
- Huh?

- You got anything to drink?
- No, I ain't got anything to drink.

- Hey, Dal.
- What?

How fast?

How fast do you think I drew?

- Huh?
- How much ahead of him was I?

I swear, I thought he had
his gun out even with mine.

What difference does it make?

You left him back there
on his face, didn't you?

You're fast, didn't you know that?

Did you ever see a man
fall like that? Heh.

I never saw a man fall like that.

Ha-ha. I never did.

Ah.

- That's smoke.
- Squatters' smoke.

Smack dab in the middle of the strip.

- Hey.
- Oh, get out.

You thinking what I'm thinking?

You like squatters?

Well, look, I don't like
squatters any more than I like Venables.

- You know how much I like Venables.
- Yeah.

Well, now, let's make them unsquat.

- Let's do. Hah!
- Git, boy.

Come on, squatters. Yow!

- Aah-ha! -
Don't worry, Mary.

Haa-haa!

- Hey, Dal.
- Yeah?

What are we gonna do?

I don't know. Whatever
we're doing, do it slow.

Well, let's go, daddy.

Yee-ho!

Hey, squatters.

Hey, Dal. Yeah?

You got something to drink?

I ain't got nothing. You
got anything to drink?

No, I ain't got anything. I
bet he's got something to drink.

What makes you think so?

Ooh. Somebody told me.

- Who?
- Somebody.

- Let's ask him.
- Let's do.

Tony, I think we found
ourselves a plum here.

Not only is this man a
squatter and pig farmer...

...but I do believe I detect
what was once a Yankee uniform.

What was on the shoulders? Maybe
you were General Grant's adjutant.

I was a brevet major with
the 5th Pennsylvanians, rebel.

If you was at Cemetery
Ridge, you'd know.

Cemetery Ridge.

Now, let me review that in my mind.

Wasn't that the place where the
Federals was all lined up in a row...

...and when they seen the first man
in gray uniform charging up to them...

...didn't they take off like rabbits?

I believe there was two
regiments that was never heard from again.

And I bet this fellow here, he
was the fastest one of the bunch.

Uh-oh. Here he comes. Look at him.

- He's a big one.
- He sure is a big one.

You got 15 seconds to
get off my land, rebels.

You know something, mister?

You got a big fat Yankee mouth on
you. And I'm gonna close it for you.

They're going down.

Yeah, let's go.

Go ahead, Pa. Pick it up.

Watch him, Dal.

- Watch him.
- oh-hoo-hoo.

Watch him, now.

Come on, come on.

Go ahead, Pa.

You better get away
from Pa, son. Get away.

Say it like you meant it, mister.

Say it like you didn't know that
kid was keeping you alive.

Jamie.

- Look. Look at
him. - Oh-ho-ho-ho.

Hey, that's it. That's it.

Go on, Pa. Dance for me.

Come on.
Ho-ho-ho.

- Pick it up, Pa.
- Come on dance, Pa.

Come on dance.

Please, Pa.

Dance, Pa.

Aah!
Ha-ha-ha!

Tony. Tony.

If you weren't drunk, I'd...

Now, get out of here, Tony.

Next time, I'll kill you, squatter.

Get up, Dallas.

I'll give you just a minute
and a half to get out of sight.

And don't stop in
town, just keep on going.

Ellison.

That will pay for the
wagon and then some.

Don't let it delay your
getting out of here.

If that money would
pay for a wagon...

...it will also pay for some
wire to keep you and your animals out.

Are you Dennis Deneen?

I'm his foreman. What do
you wanna see him about?

Who is it, Brick?

Ellison. Clay Ellison.

Have him come in, Brick.

I've been expecting you.

I heard all about what
happened over at your camp.

- I'm sorry.
- How sorry, Mr. Deneen?

My father told me
you ran this valley.

But he said you had principles.

Mister, you'd best
mind what you're...

Just a minute, Brick.

Go ahead, Ellison. Make your point.

I wanna know if that's all I
can expect from you. Apologies.

What more did you have in mind?

Your assurance that
it won't happen again.

I give you my guarantee.

All you have to do is sell
me your land, Mr. Ellison.

I'll pay whatever you ask.

Listen, Mr. Deneen, I'm not gonna be talked
off, I'm not gonna be bullied off...

...l'm not gonna be bought off.

I didn't come to you to sell my land.

I came here to protect it.

You want to farm that strip
and you want to string wire.

In other words, you
want me at your elbow...

...while you close up the range.

Forgive me, Mr. Ellison, but
you've got a devil of a lot of gall.

To want what's mine? That's
not gall, that's a man's right.

And you place quite a stock
in a man's right, don't you?

His right and his honor, Mr. Deneen.

And I bought and paid for
both with this uniform.

At Chickamauga, both Bull
Runs, Chancellorsville.

I had major's epaulets on my
shoulders, and they were earned.

No dirty range tramp...

...can tell me there's no honor
to these names and to this uniform.

I'm putting this right
to you, Mr. Deneen.

I can't fight those men on
their terms. I'm not a gunman.

So I have to come to
the one human being...

...who can keep me and mine alive.

Tomorrow morning, I'm
going into your town...

...and I'm going to buy
seed, tools and wire.

I'd like you to be
there, Mr. Deneen...

...to see that I won't
need a casket to go with it.

There are only two things I've
hated all my life, Ellison.

One is violence, and
the other is barbed wire.

But I hate violence much more.

Tomorrow morning, you stop
by here on your way to town...

...and Brick and I
will ride in with you.

And no man is going to stop you from
doing whatever is your right.

Hi, Steve.

I'm out of tobacco.

That's the least of your worries.

Get up on your feet, Tony.
I've got a lot to tell you.

- Like what?
- Like this.

You know what people
think of you around here?

You think I care?

They've got you pegged
as a gun-happy loco kid.

That's what everybody's thought
since you shot your first rabbit.

You could've walked the
street of that town...

...and gotten 20 money bets the
next thing you killed would walk and talk.

You should've
covered their money then.

I should've begged their
pardon, apologized...

...because it was my brother who
made them wanna bolt their doors.

How should I feel now,
Steve? You tell me.

I killed a top gun who'd bushwhack
you quicker than you can say your name.

Can't you let loose of a dead man?

Do you have to wear a
carcass like a medal?

I'm not gonna get on my
knees and tell how sorry I am.

That's what I'm not gonna
do. I saved your skin, buddy.

It was me who stood up to
him. It was me who drew on him.

All you could do is take a
long slow crawl on your belly...

...back to that old man.

Well, there's plenty who stood on
line to shake my hand this morning.

Couldn't wait for them, could you?

Then you had to ride
out digging up trouble.

You were ready to gun down a
farmer, and maybe his wife and kids too.

You did okay. If you set out this
morning to prove to everybody right...

...that you were a strutting, itchy-fingered
monster, you did okay.

You proved it.

I'll tell you what I proved.

I proved that I was twice
the gunman you ever were.

That I had stock in an open
range I was willing to fight for.

And I proved...

I proved that you are jealous of me.

Oh, boy, Steve, you
better open your eyes.

Because I'm not just
a kid brother anymore.

I'm a full partner, I ride abreast to
you. And you're not sitting on me anymore.

I never sat on you, I
never tied you down.

I wanted one thing in my
life. That was to see you rise up.

You only got up as
high as your gun belt...

...and that's a low height for a man.

Oh.

I am Dennis Deneen.

This is Joan Blake, Mr.
Deneen, she's from Jeweltown.

I'm honored, but I have
short business here tonight.

You can go ahead, the
lady can share it with us.

Fair enough.

I'd like to know what
yellow-backed bully...

...tried to fire the
camp on the Ellison strip today.

You're looking at him, Mr. Deneen.

A formidable act.

I suppose I'm in the
presence of courage.

It won't happen again,
Mr. Deneen. It's done with.

It's done with?

Is that the epitaph you put
on the stone? It's done with?

Well, you can take this as gospel.

I won't have a man killed for one
square foot of soil or for an inch of it.

How about for an open
range, Mr. Deneen?

I must inform you, young Master
Tony, you did not invent the open range.

All you've done is enjoyed it.

Clay Ellison is riding into town
tomorrow to get some supplies.

I'm in hopes that,
eventually, he'll sell out to us.

But in the
meantime, he'll do as he will.

That's his right, and
I'll back up his right.

It's been a pleasure
meeting you, miss.

I'm sorry the
circumstances have been so strained.

May you live a long
and full life, Tony.

And may you beget a
long line of cattlemen.

And may you live long
enough to raise them.

Ahh.

Ellison's coming into
town this morning.

He's gonna buy wire.

So they say.

So we just step aside, huh?

Is that what we do, Hank?

We just step aside...

...we bow him into the general
store where he buys wire to cut our throats.

That ain't right, is
it? Is it right, Hank?

Tony, you know we've gotta
do whatever Mr. Deneen says.

You've gotta do whatever
Mr. Deneen says.

I don't care what he says.

I wanna do things my way.

You sure pick funny friends, Steve.

You're standing right in the doorway.

I could be moved.

Idea is, we don't wanna
have to make you move.

Wait a minute, Brick.

Tony, I want you to back off.

Why don't you tell
that to Ellison, Steve?

Tony, I'm telling you to get back.

And I'm telling you to say it to him.

I got a list of supplies to buy
in that store there, Sinclair.

You got wire on that list?

At the top.

Then I think you
better change your mind.

Tony.

You do it your way,
Steve. I'll do it mine.

Squatter, you've got one
more chance to back off.

One more chance.

You can go to hell.

That's Cemetery Ridge.

Tony.

Tony, listen to me.

You're not fighting barbed
wire and squatters anymore.

- Now you're fighting me.
- Not unless you make me, Steve.

You're my brother.

Or maybe you've forgotten that.

No, I haven't forgotten
that. That's why I'm standing here.

That's why I'm gonna stop you, Tony.

Get out of my way, Sinclair.

Nobody is stopping me.

Nobody is buying any barbed wire.

Why don't you let this
squatter fight his own fight, Steve?

The other day, he was hiding
behind women and little kids.

Today, he's hiding... Heh.

That's very funny, because
he's hiding behind you.

It's funny because you don't
know that Steve's gone soft.

And you're no protection for this
slimy, yellow-bellied, little...

This is one the two of you
can share. You and Tony.

Charlie Harris.

- Yes, sir.
- Can you read this?

- Yes, sir.
- Well, if you can read it, fill it.

Send it all over the Ellison
strip. I'll be there waiting for it.

- The wire too?
- Yes, all you have.

Perhaps you'd better
send away for more.

After I wire the Ellison strip...

...l'll be doing the same
thing all along my property line.

And if the wire isn't
enough, I'll use this.

You're to keep your
cattle off my land.

And I don't want anything
I own touched by you.

Harris.

If you want my business,
you can't do any for them.

These two gunmen, I want
you away from this valley.

Both of you.

All right, Brick. Come on.

The use of it, you
may have got from me...

...but what about the love of it?

Where did you get the
love of it, Tony?

Steve.

Steve?

What's the matter? You lonely?

You've got company, Tony.

And if you get
bored, you can scalp him.

All right. Start digging.

- Hamp. Hamp.
- Here I am, Steve.

Call everybody in. I wanna
see all the hands right away.

They're wiring off the Ellison strip.

And after that, they're going to do the
same thing all along Deneen's line.

You know there's a
way to stop that, Steve.

Not for me, there isn't.

I got this land from the old
man. Tomorrow, it will go back to him.

You can stay here, all of you,
and work for him just as before.

Or you can pull out.

I'll see you all draw a full month's
pay first thing in the morning.

I'll miss you.

That's it, Hamp.

I didn't want much. I
didn't want much at all.

I just wanted him to
walk with his head up.

I tried too hard, I guess.

Whatever's wrong with a man, he
tries to change with a kid coming up.

But it isn't right, because
he really does it for himself.

- Steve.
- No, it's true.

I tried to bend that kid a
certain way, tried to shape him.

Like he was some kind of tough
leather I had to make soft.

He didn't soften any. He
wasn't made that way.

This was rotten
leather, and it came apart.

Did it come from me?
Was it because of me?

Do you know what I think, Steve?

I think everything good
in him came from you.

I think when he
smiled, that came from you.

And when he loved, that
was something you gave him.

If you've got a reason to
be here, say it in a hurry.

My gear. I came to collect my gear.

Collect it and get out.

You're getting the boot too, huh?

I'm leaving because I want
to, Tony. No one's pushing me.

Yeah, well, you're lucky.

You don't mind if I take this?

Take everything you can carry. The
rest goes back to Deneen tomorrow.

- What do you mean?
- Leave tonight, I leave in the morning.

Are you crazy?

I've already told the men.

They can stay and work for
the old man if they want.

You're gonna toss it all
away, land, cattle, everything?

That's right. Now get your gear.

Oh, boy, Steve. I thought
you were number one.

You're nothing but a drifter.

- You're nothing.
- Let him alone, Tony.

Let him alone? I'll let him alone.

I wouldn't touch him with gloves.

Hi, men.

Hi, Red. How's the boy?

There's been a lot of talk about
the old man taking over.

Forget it.

This ranch is Sinclair-run.

And as of now, I'm the
Sinclair that runs it.

Well, I can't speak for the
others, but I take my orders from Steve.

- I'm sorry, Tony.
- Don't be sorry. You can leave tonight.

Tony.

Are you asking or telling?

If you're asking, the answer is no.

And if I'm telling?

Then the answer is, let's
hear Steve say it.

Steve? Heh. Steve
heard the word "fence."

I think that scared him a little.

The only thing you'll
hear from Steve is goodbye.

- I figure that's his right.
- Well, it's not your right to figure.

Steve's out. That's it.

Senor Tony...

Now, look, Manuelo, you
have your job here.

The rest of you men have yours.

Now, if you wanna stay,
you'll have to remember...

...that Steve nor
Deneen nor anybody...

...has anything to do with the
running of the Sinclair ranch.

I'm the only one you call mister.

You haven't packed your gear, Tony, and
you're a long way from your horse.

I'm as close as I wanna be.

You're not as close
as I want you to be.

I told you men this
land goes back to Deneen.

I also said you could
all keep your jobs.

If anybody's got any
doubts about who's in charge here...

...l'm ready to
clear up those doubts.

Whatever you say, Steve.

- We're with you, Steve.
- I won't let you down.

Stay away from me, Tony.

If you still got this big yen to
die, die someplace else, away from me.

I'm tired of digging graves.

All right, take it easy, Tony.

- Relax, Tony.
- All right. All right.

I'm all right, I'm all right.

We'll see who runs this outfit.

Come on. Giddap.

What will become of him, Steve?

He'll keep on the way he's going.

He'll meet somebody faster with a
gun, because that's the way it happens.

They'll bury him.

If he's lucky, he'll have a marker, if
he isn't, it won't make a difference...

...because there won't
be anybody to mourn him.

Except me.

I'll mourn him.

Come on.

What's your
pleasure, young Mr. Sinclair?

I didn't come here to
talk about pleasure.

I came here to talk
about my business.

Now, in case you didn't
hear, I run the Double S Ranch now...

...and my first order of
business is for you to get that fence down.

You're on my land. Get off.

At least you say it like a man.

Yes, but not to a man.

I'm telling it to a dirty,
little, trigger-happy jackal...

...without a heart in his body.

I can't say it much
plainer than that, Tony.

Well, in that case, Mr. Deneen,
I guess you better use that gun...

...because I'm afraid
I might have to kill you.

Mr. Deneen's been shot. It
happened early this morning.

He's hurt pretty bad.

We know who did it.

He couldn't have gone
far, Steve. He was hit.

We followed a blood trail toward
the hills, then it stopped.

We figured he'd come here.

He didn't.

We're gonna keep on
looking for him, Steve.

If he's in trouble, I
think I know where he'd go.

I'd be obliged if you'd
let me go after him, Brick.

I've been with that
old man for 38 years.

I love him too.

Will you wear your gun?

All right, Steve.

Wait for me.

I will.

- Tony?
- Huh!

Tony.

You didn't get very far.

I got a little bullet in my leg.

Who did you bring with you?

Nobody. I came alone.

Don't take any walk, Steve.

It's no day to walk.

It's hot.

Good day for a man to die. He
would never know the difference.

I'm coming for you,
Tony. I'm gonna take you back.

I'm not gonna let you, Steve.

Stay where you are. Or
I'll have to kill you.

Steve, don't.

I'm asking you not to.

Please, Steve.

I'm gonna take you back, Tony.

And what if I don't go?

Tony.

Tony.

Heh.

Steve, I had to protect you.

You couldn't kill your
kid brother because...

- Steve.
- Yeah?

Did you find Tony?

Yes.

What about Mr. Deneen?

He's gonna pull through.

When he's able to listen, tell him...

He's able to listen now, Steve. I
think he'd like to hear it from you.

I'm glad you're all
right, Mr. Deneen.

Tony's dead.

Steve. Come back here.

Now, don't you start running away from
something you've already built.

I'm not gonna moralize and tell
you what happened is for the best.

But it has happened.

And there's nothing
you can do about it.

There's a lot of work
to do in this valley.

And it's our valley,
Steve, remember that.

I'll be needing a lot of help.

I'd like you to stay.

I'll stay.

You better be getting
back to your place...

...and let them know that the
Sinclairs are still in the business.