All language subtitles for In Old California

♪ There's gold in the valley
there's gold in the hills ♪

♪ there's gold in the river
and gold in the rill ♪

♪ go empty your cabins
and empty your mills ♪

♪ to hold all the gold
in the hills ♪

♪ I traveled through mountains
the rain and the snow ♪

♪ but this is as far as I go ♪

♪ I'll dig in the valleys
I'll dig in the hills ♪

♪ I pan in the river
to pay my bills ♪

♪ I'll build me a cabin
I'll empty my mills ♪

♪ to hold all the gold
in the hills ♪

♪ I'll build me a cabin
I'll empty my mills ♪

♪ to hold all the gold
in the hills ♪♪

♪♪

Excuse me.

Pardon me.

This is what this soldier
said to the lady.

I beg your pardon, miss.
I think you dropped this.

Well!
thanks, mister.

- Where do you hail from, stranger?
- Boston.

- That some foreign country?
- I'm beginning to think so.
I want a glass of milk.

Plain.

No rum.
And no comments.

I like milk.

- He bent that dollar
just like it was butter!
- I'll be a ring-tailed baboon!

What do they feed the cows
in that there Boston? Pig iron?

Scrap.

Everybody jump!
Kegs McKeever is on a tear.

He's got the toothache again!

Whiskey, you cross-eyed bar slop!

Whiskey for this
blazing tooth of mine!

Don't gulp it. Just roll
it around in your mouth.

Why you interfering
blabbermouth!

I got a notion--

got him, boys?

This is the last time you break
the peace. Comanche bill's
got a busted jaw.

- You broke up the red stallion too!
- Mike's place is a wreck.

You know I'm not responsible
when this tooth is aching.

Go ahead and hang me
if you want to.

Leastwise I won't have
no more pain.

Who said anything
about hanging?

I'm gonna pull
that durn tooth of yours.

Ohh!

- I don't see the point of no joke.
- I guess there isn't any.

I can fix that tooth
if you let me have
a look at it.

- A dentist, huh?
- No! I'm no dentist!

I'm a druggist.
If you'll let me put
a little painkiller on it--

- painkiller?
- yes.

Quit sashaying around
and fix me up!

Well, sit down.

Open up.

I said open up.

- What was that?
- Partly me and partly
the Sacramento boat whistle.

Come on, man, because
i gotta catch that boat.

I can't. I'm afraid.
Even looking at it
might hurt.

Then I'll have
to give you something.

Something that'll
really settle your nerves.

Just take a whiff of this,
and think
of something pleasant.

You mean like bees a-singin'
and birds a-buzzin'?

That's right.

Ohh, I hear cowbells!

That'll fix him up.

He'll sleep for a while.

- Did he say he'd sleep
for a while?
- Sounded something similar.

- We better make a run for it, youngster.
- Nope, we got time.

The marianne always whistles
her head off to get folks
out of the saloon.

Make way, folks! Make way.
Thank you, thank you.

Make way for miss Lacy Miller,
the sweetest singer in Sacramento.

Make way.

People are staring because
they've never seen
a bathtub before.

- Silly. ain't worth the look.
- Don't be so common!

make way, folks.
Thank you.

All they need is a brass band.

Take it easy with that tub.
It's real porcelain.

My, oh my!
Ain't the lady gonna look
pretty sitting in that.

any more remarks?

- You dang fool, that's brit Dawson.
- Get outta here!

Bring the tub through, boys.
Take it all the way across.

Don't drop it
in that mud.

- Lacy, you can't set foot in that.
- Not with my new slippers.

Wait till I tear up
a sidewalk.

He knows
i hate waiting.

Take this on board,
youngster.

All ladies hate waiting, so they
shouldn't be made to wait.

- Put me down!
- Nonsense! It's ankle deep!

I'm Lacy Miller.
Nobody ever dared pick me up
like this before.

Happy to know you.
My name's Craig, Tom Craig.
Lately of Boston.

The sooner you get back there,
the safer, stranger.

I don't know.
I'm beginning to like
the west.

That'll teach you
to lay hands on the lady
i aim to marry!

Oh! in that case,
i offer my sincerest apologies.

- Apologies for walloping ya?
- No! For treating your
bride-to-be like a package.

What kind of lingo
is this?

He's from Boston.

Which means I'm ignorant
of the customs here.

In Boston, it's considered
good manners
to carry a lady...

- Across a muddy street.
- And you had to tear up
a sidewalk!

- This ain't Boston!
- Don't let that worry you.
Where's my hat?

- Here you are, mister.
- And here you are, Sonny.

Wait a minute.
I'll bend it for luck.

- hey, look at what he's doin'!
- That's downright pretty!

- If that don't beat all!
- I've seen everything.

I'll take you to your cabin.

Thank you, sir,
for your elegant assistance.

- The pleasure was all mine.
- Cut the palaver.

stand by.

Raise up your gangplank.

You lazy swobs!

Well, here I am.

You sure are. How's your tooth?

Whatever you did to my tooth
stopped it achin'.

Whatever I can do for you
in return, I'll do.

Wherever you go in this
whole world, I'm goin' with ya.

- Sounds like a nice, quiet life.
- But you don't understand.

When I haven't got a toothache,
I'm as gentle as a dove.
But when I got one,

I'm a raging, ferocious,
longhaired sea lion
a-roarin' for my prey!

A-roarin'?

- A-roarin'!
- in that case, I'll keep
my painkiller handy.

Whoa.

Where do we sleep?

Come on.

- I wish brit was more polite.
- Like they are in Boston?

His voice is so loud,
and when he talks
he sounds like a cowhand.

Who, Boston?

No, brit.
And I never saw him bend
a silver dollar like that.

I wouldn't think too much
about that stranger.
Brit might not like it.

And if brit don't like a thing,
life gets kinda untidy.

- What is it I won't like?
- It's manners to knock
on a lady's door.

- I was asking a question.
- Oh, yes, Lacy was pondering
about the house you're building.

I said you mightn't like red carpet.

And I said you'd give me
anything I wanted.

Of course I would.
Gold carpets if you wanted 'em.

what do you say we don't wait
for the house to be finished?

- Let's get married right away.
- No. You promised to wait
until the house was finished,

and everything
the way I wanted
before we tied the knot.

I got you the bathtub,
didn't I?

That's nothing!
I want cut-glass chandeliers
and gold doorknobs.

- hey, brit!
- Oh.

- I just heard Collin's on board.
- Collin!

Here's where I get you
the gold carpets.

Ah! it's a good thing
i have quick wits!

Don't worry about brit.
I can twist him right
around my little finger.

Uh-huh. but someday
he might bite the hand
that twists him.

In here.

You two wait
out here.

- Hello, Collin.
- I told you I don't want
nothin' to do with ya.

You're a mighty hard man
to do business with.

Up in Sacramento,
you keep so many men around,
there's no privacy.

And you light out for frisco
without leaving a word!

We got no business to
talk about, and that's final.

Here's $1,000.

And here's a receipt for half
interest in your ranch.
I'm buyin' in like I said.

That wouldn't pay for one quarter
of the stock and you know it.

I'm a-warnin' ya.
You ain't holding me up...

Like you did Hernandez,
markson and treadwell.

I'm waitin' for you
to sign that receipt.

Get out of my cabin!

What was the shot?

- Brit's a little busy in there.
- Oh, brit.

Someone hurt?

Wait. I wouldn't go in there
unless you wanna be knocked
down again by brit Dawson.

Really?

Where do you think
you're going?

- Could I be of any assistance?
- Why?

- I heard the shot and--
- oh, you a sawbones?

No, I'm a pharmacist. Druggist to you.

Oh, a pill peddler! That's rich.

Come on in, have yourself a good time.

Sit down.

- How did this happen?
- The clumsy galoot...

Grabbed his gun by the barrel,
struck it against something,
and it went off in his hand.

- That's how it happened,
eh, Collin?
- Yeah.

A fellow as careless as that
oughtn't to own a gun.

So be more careful
in the future, friend.

Is it very bad, doc?

It's only a flesh wound.

Now tell me,
how did it really happen?

- You heard Dawson.
- But somehow,
i don't quite believe him.

You better.

And not only that,
we're gonna have lace curtains
on every single window.

And red carpets on every floor.
And two bathrooms!

Including the one
with the tub in it.
Eh, Lacy?

Why, brit, you don't have
to tell folks
about our plumbing.

You'll have Boston thinking
we got no class in Sacramento.

It'll be more dressy
when he's joined us.
That is, if you aim to stay.

I aim to.
I'm gonna open a drugstore.

That's just what
we need up there to make us
amount to something, ain't it?

They'll need it all right,
if you continue to be
so quick on the draw.

How do you mean?

I don't see how even
a clumsy galoot...

Could shoot himself
in his own right hand.

- Is that a polite way
of calling me a liar?
- He didn't call you anything.

Don't you mix in this.
I asked you a question.

Let's say your version
of how it happened...

Shows a great deal
of imagination.

- A fancy way of saying
you don't believe me, huh?
- Frankly, it is.

Now, brit!

You can't do this
to my friend!

- Oh, no?
- No, you can't--

wait, Boston,
I'm coming with ya!

Take your choice.
Anyone can have a bath
or a drink on me.

Here's my notion.
We don't want that
pill peddler in Sacramento.

And if he turns up, anyone
who calls himself my friend
will run him out of town.

Come, Lacy.

Come on, folks,
let's wet our windpipes.

Aah.

Well, where do we go
from here, pal?

- Sacramento.
- Sacramento?

- Well, what about it?
- No good, kegs. He won't rent.

Let's sashay along
to a friendlier town.

I'm gonna rent a shop
in Sacramento if I have to pay
somebody into bein' my landlord.

Hey, there's the fellow
Dawson knocked overboard
off the marianne.

Yeah? huh! He dried out
kinda nice, didn't he?

♪♪

- Good morning.
- Morning, stranger.

Who owns the place
next door?

When it comes down to it, me!

I want to rent it.
Opening a chemist shop.

Certainly won't interfere
with a trade like yours.

Your name wouldn't be Craig,
would it?

Yes. why?

Nothin'. just good day to you.

Good day!
And shut the door behind ya.

What's the matter
with this town?

Why won't anybody
rent me a shop?

Word's goin' around.
You won't find nobody in town
who'll have any truck with ya.

- So, good day.
- Well, why not?

Dawson. brit Dawson.

- What is he, king around here?
- Just about.

- Now get along quick
before somebody sees you!
- All right, grandpa.

Keep your beard on.

Another scared rabbit.

There's just
one more place.

Over by the saloon.

This store hunting
is sure dry work.

- And me feets
are just a-killin' me.
- Go rest 'em at the bar.

Gimme a beer.
Make it long and make it wet.

That's Lacy Miller over there,
isn't it? What's she doin' here?

She works here, mister.
This is Dawson's place.

You're gonna take
a short journey over water,
but you just did that.

- That's not news.
- It's in your fortune.

Here you are next
to the king of spades,
but that's brit, of course.

- Couldn't you tell me
something different?
- All right, here.

Shuffle them over,
and cut again.

- And keep your mind on your wish.
- Can't keep my mind off it.

What luck, if any?

- The last empty shack in town
belongs to Mr. Dawson's girl.
- Over there.

This saloon belongs
to Dawson too.

I think that would be
an unhealthy joint.

No! no, not that!

Ohh! gimme a whiskey.

Make it double. Never mind!

There's a new man
coming into your life.

- What's he look like?
- Trouble.

How do you do,
miss Miller?

I've never seen
anything happen so fast.

Well, if it ain't
Mr. Boston.

- Surprised?
- no, I heard you were in town.

- Have you rented your store yet?
- Kinda fancied the one next door.

- Know who it belongs to?
- Mm-hmm.

- You've still got the nerve
to ask me to rent to you?
- Doesn't take nerve.

- Doesn't take nerve?
- go away, Helga.

I understand. You'd be the last
person to want to do anything
against Mr. Dawson's wishes.

Oh, no.
I ain't afraid of him.

I don't have to be afraid.
I do as I like
around here, Boston.

Would you like me
for a tenant?

- Lacy--
- I know what I'm doing.

- What would you sell?
- Everything in the way of medicines.

With no doctor here,
it's a real necessity.

Oughta be a gold mine!
You could charge a dollar a pill!

That's not exactly the idea.

- I'd charge a fair price
and expect a fair profit.
- Oh.

Does that spoil the plan?

I'll give you half
the profits for rent.

- Half?
- mm-hmm.

Oh. say, that would make us
partners, wouldn't it?

- Yes!
- partners?

She'll be sole owner ten minutes
after brit finds out about it.

Scared, Boston?

I'll take a chance. Is it a deal?

Sealed.

Thanks, partner.

Partner.

- Come on, kegs, we're in business!
- Ohh!

Now get out and stay out!

We sure made it hot.

Let's roll into the palace
for a drink.

What's goin' on next door?

It's a real sign.
You can see it a mile off.

Hey, you!

I wish you wouldn't holler
when I'm hammerin'!

A fine thing, shootin' at
a man with nails in his mouth!

let's get 'em up.

- When you get through
with your joke, let us in on it.
- My name's Joe Dawson.

- My brother say
you could have this store?
- I didn't consult him.

- Nobody store keeps without
brit Dawson's say-so.
- Except me.

- Gonna look real nice, isn't it?
- You think so?

- Yank that sign down.
- I wouldn't do that.

- Maybe you'll get the idea
if I decorate it with lead!
- That's the way we do it.

Go play Indian
someplace else.

What's going on
around here?

Oh, little brother Dawson
wants to wreck the shop.

Little brother Dawson had
better watch out. I'm
partners in this shop.

- You're partners?
- Yes, so you better run along...

- And mind your own business.
- Does brit know about this?

- Why don't you ask him?
- I will!

- What do you think?
- Yes!

It's wonderful. Is this the
way it's supposed to look?

The stock isn't here yet,
but wait till I get that window
fixed with the colored bottles.

It'll be very pretty.
Let's celebrate at the palace
with a drink.

Just the thing to wash down
those nails I swallowed.

A keg of beer, a keg of nails!
It's all the same to him.
I gotta get work out of him.

We'll celebrate later.
Let's fix the sign.

♪ Let's sing a song
about a man that
everyone should know ♪

♪ a funny-faced old-timer
known as California Joe ♪

♪ he owns a lazy swaybacked mule
that travels mighty slow ♪

♪ the mule's a little faster
than old California Joe ♪

♪ old slow California Joe ♪

♪ known from the pacific
to the Texas alamo ♪

Ya-hoo!

♪ There was a mat
beneath his hat that
some folks might call hair ♪

♪ he wore his beard
down to his knees
but old Joe didn't care ♪

♪ he went and bought
a curry comb
to brush his hair one day ♪

♪ and when he lifted up his hat
two pigeons flew away ♪

♪ old slow California Joe ♪

♪ known from the pacific
to the Texas alamo ♪

♪ He used to wander
all around
as quiet as a mouse ♪

♪ but Joe was sure to be there
when the drinks
were on the house ♪

♪ old slow California Joe ♪

♪ known from the pacific
to the Texas alamo ♪

♪ old slow California Joe ♪

♪ known from the pacific
to the Texas alamo ♪♪

That fella aimin' to read in here?

There's no tellin'.
He sure is a queer fish.

- Who is he, anyway?
- Craig's pharmacy.
The new druggist.

Druggist? remind me to
ask him about my rheumatism.

No monkeying with that hand.

Oh, say, Mr. brit, would
you buy me a little snort?

Get outta my way, whitey,
you drunken buzzard.

- Brit.
- there he is.

Yeah, there's Craig.
But have you seen
the sign on his store?

Yes, and I want to know
how he and it got there
after my orders.

- Ask Lacy. She told me personal.
- Lacy?

- They're partners in the store.
- You know better than to
lie to me, Joe.

Cut my throat if it ain't
the truth. Just ask her.

- I don't understand.
- You need a might more paint.

He started to clap.

When I finished my song,
he started to read again
like he wasn't interested.

You better hurry and change.
Oh, brit! When did you blow in?

- Get outta here, Helga.
- Since when did you start
giving orders around me?

- Since now. Git, Helga.
- I ain't contradicting no one.

What makes you
so good tempered?

What is this I hear
about you being partners
in that drugstore?

- Oh, that!
- Well? Are you or aren't you?

You don't have to shout.
Of course I am.

Why shouldn't I go in business
if I feel like it?

Business!

Now, brit, you don't have
to be like that.

I had the shack doing nothing,
and I had the chance to make
a little money out of it.

Wish I could believe
this was on the level.

Maybe you will
when I tell you
that I get half the profits.

- Huh?
- being the only drugstore,
there'll be plenty.

We can charge them a dollar a pill!

Then you're not just doing this
for his benefit.

Since when did I do anything
for anybody's benefit
but my own?

That's right.
For a minute, I was forgettin'.

No, brit, I've gotta change
for the next song.
You better run along.

All right. But remember,
if I catch Boston so much
as givin' you the eye,

I'll put a slug in him.

- More beer?
- No, thanks.

- Good evening, Boston.
- Oh, hello. How are you?

You don't act like
you recollect I had you
thrown overboard.

Yes, I remember all right.
How have you been since?

- How have I been?
- Yes. You oughtn't to give way
to the outbursts of temper.

It's bad for you.

Accelerates the pulse,
overworks the heart.

Gives you indigestion.

You're not sore
at what happened?

Why should I be? You didn't
really interfere
with my plans.

I'm in Sacramento,
and opening my drugstore.

Here you are.

Mr. Craig, could you recommend
some rubbing oil
for tomkins's shoulder?

I think so.

Put a teaspoon of this in a pint
of boiling water and apply it.

Don't rub it in or you'll
take the skin off him.

- Sometimes I've wanted
to do just that.
- Not with anything from my shop.

Your tonics may be tonics, but
i can't get Archie to take this,
so I'll take my money back.

- What's the matter with it, Archie?
- Don't like it.

That's too bad.
I was raised
on that fine old remedy.

It's a great muscle builder too.

- Gee, lookit!
- For land sakes!

- We'll take it back, ma.
- Get me one, ma. Get two!

- Two?
- yeah, I got a date to fight Archie.

- Well, what are you doing
out here that's so useful?
- Just admiring your washing.

You get shirts nice and clean.
I don't know how
i ever got along without you.

- That's the last washing I'm doing for you.
- How's that?

A single girl can't do
for a fellow regular
without people talkin'.

- I got my good name to consider.
- Talking? Saying what?

Nothin', just askin'
if you and I are aimin'
to get hitched.

You better get outta here
quick and permanent.

I see.
Well, I think I'll get in
the laundry first.

- What are you doing with my gun?
- I used to be a pretty shot. Excuse me.

Thank you.
Any questions?

Helga, be mine!

Why, kegsie,
this is such a surprise!

- Now that you've seen
the whole town, Ellen--
- what do you think?

Haven't seen a man
I'd sit at the same
dinner table with.

- Naturally the settlers
are rather crude, but--
- good heavens, who's that?

A singer
from the dance hall.

Looks like she just escaped
from a birdcage.

And over there
is the new drugstore.

And is that, by any chance,
the new druggist?

- I'm sure I hope
you'll make a success of it.
- Thank you, Mrs.--

- Coggins, is the name.
- Coggins.

That's a downright shame
to saddle a pretty girl
with a name like that.

- Somebody oughta change it for her.
- Coggins is my name, young man.

Yes. huh? Oh! Sorry.

Is this the new drugstore
everybody in town's
talkin' about?

Hey, look out!

Look out!

What are you tryin' to do?
Run me down?

- Think she owns the street!
- Quiet, you're scaring the horse.

I feel faint.

Ellen!

She's fainted!

Ellen handles horses like a man.
She's never afraid!

Yes, it's very odd.

What can we do?

Go in the back room
and get some water. Hold her.

I'm all right. It must've
been a touch of the sun.

There's not enough sun out
to warm a rattlesnake.

And that's how
i bid good-bye
to San Francisco.

So you didn't like
my home town.

I didn't see the best part
of it until you came to Sacramento.

- Ooh, fried chicken!
- Men always like
fried chicken, don't they?

It's all I need
to make life perfect
and complete.

That is, practically all.

- Certainly is a
beautiful view, isn't it?
- It certainly is.

Hey, Boston, you're wanted at the store.

The man's here from San Francisco
with the medical supplies.

- Why does Tom have to go?
- He won't leave them
unless he checks the list.

He would pick my one day off.

It's a good thing you
didn't bring anything hot.
It might get cold.

♪ Jerusalem my happy home ♪

♪ name ever dear to me ♪

♪ when shall my labors have an end ♪

♪ when I my joy shall see ♪

♪ oh will I find I'm worthy of ♪

♪ the heavens to ascend ♪

♪ where congregations ne'er raise up ♪

♪ and sabbaths have no end ♪

♪ Jerusalem my happy home ♪

♪ name ever dear to me ♪

♪ when shall my labors have an end ♪

♪ when I my joy shall see ♪♪

Senor Hernandez, get me a glass
of punch, por favor.

For me too, Jose.

I'm sure he'll propose to her tonight.

But Ellen won't accept.
She doesn't love him.

Now what are you two saying about me?

We were talking
about you and Mr. Craig.

- Has he proposed yet?
- No, but he will
before the evening's over.

He's very much in love with you.
He will be terribly sad
when you say no.

- Who's saying no?
- But you don't love him.

What if I don't?
You girls
are so old-fashioned.

He's good-looking, and a gentleman.

With my father's backing,
i can make him
a big man in San Francisco.

Is the young lady present
who promised me this dance?

Why I'd forgotten all about you.

Pardon.

Ellen?

I, uh-- this is the first time--

- are you in the mood for
a very important question?
- I guess I'm in the mood.

Then I'm gonna ask you
right here and now if--

Tom, will you please
go in the house and get my fan?

- Before I ask you the question?
- Yes, please.
It's on the chest in the hall.

Well, all right.

- Oh, hello.
- What is it this time?

- I'm looking for Tom Craig.
- With some other trumped-up call
to the drugstore?

- You don't fool me one bit.
- Funny. I see through you too.

Throwing yourself at his head.
Trailing him like a bloodhound.

Now even trying to poke your nose
in here. Haven't you any pride?

No. but at least I never
pulled a fake faint on him.

Why you cheap painted hussy!

Well, thank goodness I am not
lady enough to hit anybody.

Here's your fan.

Oh, hello, Lacy.
Who wants to see me now?

Old man Higgins is very sick.

His boy's at the drugstore
and won't leave
until you get there.

I guess I'd better go.

Of course you must go!
I hope it isn't serious.

Don't forget.
I'll be at the dock to see
you off, and ask that question.

Good-bye till then.
Good night, miss Miller.

Night.

She has a remarkably
sweet disposition.

Yes, I've never met anything
quite like it.

Lacy, wait a minute. I wanna--

I told you about Higgins,
and that's all I came for.

Here you are, Sonny.
The directions
are on the label.

If he doesn't feel better
in the morning, let me know.

Boston! Boston!

Hey, what's wrong now?

It's the Dawsons. They're on
a land-grabbing tear.

The Peterson's house is burning,
and the libberts were driv' out.

And with only with what
they stood up in.

Doesn't anybody
fight back around here?

What's one man
agin that whole gang?

Can't we get 'em together?
Shake a leg, kid. They were
on their way to your house.

My pa's not able to lift a hand.
We'll get you some help.

Let's round up some neighbors
and give the Dawsons a reception.

- Come on, kegs. Are you with us?
- You're darn tootin'!

Tomkins! tomkins!

- Here, here, here!
What in tarnation--
- the Dawsons are ridin'.

We're gonna try to stop 'em
at the Higgins place.
Will you come along?

- Soon as I get my pants on.
- Good.

- Hey, bates! Carlin.
- Who's there?

What's the matter?

Ride over to the Higgins's.
We're gettin' up a hot reception
for the Dawsons.

It's about time! I'll be right along.

Shake a leg, and don't lose
any time doin' it!

I'll be there!

- Meet ya at the Higgins place.
- Right.

- Hide the horses
around back of the house.
- All right.

- Hello, Archie. Hello, Mrs. Higgins.
- Hello, Mr. bates.

- How are you, boy?
- Not so good.

Sure glad you got here. You can
help us get pa into the wagon.

He hadn't oughta leave the house.
Let's take him up in the loft.

- Up the ladder?
- Sure! Take the younguns,
and go up ahead.

- Step smart, children.
We'll get him up.
- Mister, give me a hand.

Hurry up, ma.

Fine time for me to be laid up.
That's all right.

Go on, Archie.

- Hey, they're here.
- I can hear 'em.

Where in tarnation is Craig
and the rest of them?
We're no match for the gang!

- Higgins, open up!
- What are we gonna do?

Stall 'em someway.

- Get in there.
- What?

- You're gonna have a baby.
- Baby?

Ooh, get out!

I'll have it.

- And I ain't even married.
- Shh!

Higgins!

What are you doin' here?

- I might ask you the same question.
- I'm looking for Higgins.

- He ain't here.
- Where'd he go this time of night?

Look who just rode up.
Packin' a gun too.

- Isn't that the custom in this country?
- Quite a gathering here tonight.

- I heard Mr. Higgins was ill.
- Not mister!

- The missus.
- The missus?

- Yes. mister went up
the river to get a doctor.
- Oh!

Don't get too close.
It might be catching.

Don't be afraid
of catching that, Dawson.
She's having a baby.

Lie still, Mrs. Higgins.
I'll heat some rocks
to put at your feet.

- She been suffering much?
- Not yet.

But you can never tell
about a woman
like Mrs. Higgins.

- She'd die before she'd
even let out a whimper.
- Yes, yes.

How insignificant is man
when confronted with
the divine mystery of birth,

and the courage of a woman like that.

I don't suppose
that means anything to you!

Nobody can say brit Dawson
don't respect motherhood.

Don't worry, ma'am, we'll wait
for your ol' man outside.

Aa-choo!

I'll show you how I respect a mother!

Why you fast-talkin', son of a coyote!

We're in trouble. There's a
crowd comin' over the hill.

Come on!

Hightail it outta here!

tell 'em again how
you stalled 'em, kegs.

Bates told Dawson
i was gonna have a baby.

Hello, mama!

I bet brit and Joe
are boilin' mad by now.

Boilin' at Craig, anyhow.
He gets all the credit
for them being driv' off.

About time they got a dose
of their medicine.

The prescription's simple.
You take a bunch of angry men
defending their homes,

mix well and serve hot.

- To the Dawsons.
- Let's drink to the cure
of the Dawson disease.

And let's always make it
Craig's prescription!

Something's wrong.

Brit and Joe are stalking
behind the drugstore, and
they ain't looking for pills.

I'll run over. Keep Boston here
even if you gotta hogtie him.

- They're still inside whoopin' it up.
- He's gotta come out sometime.

Hello, Lacy. Takin' the air
kinda late, ain't ya?

- Who are you and Joe waiting for?
- Me and Joe?

Taking the air ourselves.
With your gun drawn
so you don't feel chilly?

We're waiting for your friend Craig.

He interfered with business we
had at the Higgins place, but
his interfering days are over.

- He was there because
the old man was sick.
- It's no go.

He was there,
and he made fools out of us.

So you better mooch out
of the way of any shooting.

All right. But I may as well warn you.

If you harm him in any way,
you're out of my life for good.

Seems to me you're mighty upset
about your business partner.

She's stuck on him, that's why.

You keep out of this. Well, Lacy?

Sure, I'm upset. I kinda feel
responsible for him.

If I hadn't wanted to make money
out of the drugstore,
he wouldn't be here.

And if you lay a hand on him,
we're through.

All right, Lacy. You win.

You know I wouldn't
do anything to lose you.

Sweet singin' coyotes!

Why, brit, you're a real gentleman.

That being the case,
allow me the honor to escort
you back to the palace...

Stylish, like they do in Boston.

Good night, madam. Sweet dreams.

- How's that for manners?
- Fine, brit, and thanks.

What's your hurry?

Never thought you'd be
henpecked into being a softy.

- Can't you see she's lyin',
trying to save Craig's hide?
- Of course she's lying.

She means that about
not marrying me if
anything happens to him.

So this has to be done
some way she doesn't know
i have a hand in it.

Let me do it. It'd be a pleasure.

No, she'd lay it to me
just the same. This is
gonna be a smart one.

Like the time we got the Johnsons
for stealing their own cattle.

Say, there's a tonic he's been
pouring down everybody.

Sure. that whole shebang that gave
us the shootin' party take it.

That's right. You wait here.

I got a notion to take a swig
of this, I'm so weak-like.

You're strong enough for me,
kegsie-wegsie.

Plenty strong.

When I get a toothache,
I'm too strong for
any sheriff's posse too.

Which reminds me, Helga.

I ain't fit to marry no woman,

no matter how good a shot she is.

If you have a reason, it better be good.

- Well... it's this tooth.
- Hmm.

When I get a toothache,
I'm a raging bull.

I shoot up joints. I throw
bartenders out of windows.

I slap widows. I kick babies.

- I'm a terror.
- I'll bet.

I'm liable to throw you off a roof.

I'm liable to cut
your head off with an ax.

So you see, I just can't
let you marry me, Helga.

Oh, you can't?

Well, it's on account of my tooth.

- You're too fine a woman
for such a fate.
- Mmm.

Just the mention of it
starts it aching... a mite.

If that's the case, you better
go in the back room and have a nap.

- I'll finish everything out here.
- That's fine of you
to take it that way.

Oh, think nothing of it.

Ellen!

Oh, I'm sorry.

Wait a minute!

Don't go on board.

Hello, everybody. Have an apple?

If you'll excuse me,
I'd like to speak to Ellen.

Senor, it is not proper
without a chaperone.

Then we'll make it a family session.

By now, you know that I love you,
and I want to marry you.

- Why, Tom!
- Don't say this is so sudden.

You've seen this coming
for a long time.

It is correct only to make
the proposal to the parent.

When she produces a parent,
I'll gladly propose to him.

But right now, what do you say?

I'll ask father as soon
as I get to San Francisco.

While we're waiting for his consent,
why don't you say yes, anyway?

Yes, anyway.

senor.

This is highly irregular!

all aboard
for San Francisco.

- Ellen, hurry. You're going
to miss your boat.
- Los americanos.

Pretty, isn't it?

Oh, hello.

- I saw you from the road.
- That's fine.

- What are you doing?
- Thinking.

- What about?
- A man in Boston.

- Oh.
- he was my roommate in school.

Skinny galoot.
Always talkin' about fate.

You know, the thing that
makes you suddenly decide...

Not to take a certain train
but to take another one,

and the one you missed is wrecked.

Or maybe the one you took
is wrecked, and you'd have
been safe on the other one.

- Scary, isn't it, when you get
to thinking about it?
- Yep.

Particularly when you think
of how little things
can change your whole life.

I know what you mean.
You go along following
a sort of--

- pattern?
- yes. Then suddenly something happens...

That doesn't seem to amount to
anything at the time.

No. but when you look back,
you can trace it and say...

- The change began right then.
- That's it.

Boston, are you trying to make
up your mind about something?

Oh, no. I'm just thanking
my lucky stars I did
what I did six months ago.

The day before I left Boston,

a man offered to set me up
in business on a big scale.

Common sense told me
i should take it.

But something else told me
to go on to California
like I'd planned.

I didn't even take a day to
think it over. I just left,

and traveled 3,000 miles,

and arrived just in time to
catch a boat you were on.

If I'd have started a day
sooner or a day later,

I might've missed you and
the girl I'm gonna marry.

And the strangest part
of it is...

That I didn't settle
in San Francisco
where she lives,

but I picked Sacramento
where she came on a visit.

that's one for Charlie's books.

Who's Charlie?

The man in Boston.

So it was serious with you and her.

Plenty serious.

Good luck, Boston.

- What do you want, whitey?
- I want a drink.

We don't sell liquor here.
Roll into the palace.

They just rolled me out of there.
There's no more credit.

What's in them bottles?
Ain't that liquor?

That's tonic waitin' to be
delivered to respectable folk.
Get yourself out of here.

- Go on. Scat. Git!
- I'm a-goin'.

the idea!

Ooh, my tooth!

That's a dirty trick, creeping up
on an innocent man in his sleep.

March. mustn't keep
the preacher waiting.

Preacher? he won't be in now.

- Come back here!
- Yes, dear.

The preacher is in
and your tooth is out.

- So pick up those feet
or my handbag might go off.
- Yes, honey.

That's better. Howdy.

Well, here's to ya, Ezra.

Wanna stop in at the store?

No, thanks. You can set
me down at the palace.

Tom, look!

What's happened? What's the crowd for?

- Here he comes now!
- There he is!

- What's wrong here?
- Plenty.

- You've got a mite of explaining to do.
- What sort of explaining?

How come whitey's
layin' dead in his store?

- With a bottle
of Craig's mixture by him empty.
- That's right!

Don't be too long explainin' or--

- What's goin' on here?
- Whitey's been murdered.

- By poison.
- Poison?

- He's dead.
- Let's find out.

- He's dead, all right.
- By what means, druggist?

Poison.

Must've been enough laudanum in
that bottle to kill a mule.

- How'd it get there?
- I don't know.

- Let me through. Let me pass.
- Quit shoving.

This is a free show
for all of us, miss Lacy.

Well, Craig?

- They've been tampered with,
every one of them.
- Can you explain how?

Someone poured laudanum
in this bottle I mix
the prescription in.

- You keep laudanum in this shop?
- Of course. This is a drugstore.

- Just a minute. Mr. Craig
has been a friend to everyone.
- Mind your own business, Eli.

wait.

- Proceed, bates.
- You use it to mix medicine for folks?

Yes, but only a few drops at a time.

Your hand slipped this time, druggist.

I don't say this man's
done it intentional,

but he made a mistake that could've
killed half of this town.

- It's happened. Look at that crowd.
- Sizeable and sore.

- What's going on?
- They're trying the druggist
for poisoning whitey.

- Come on, let's get inside.
- No. Better not mix in.

it might've been my kid.

Sounds like they'll be bringin'
him out in a minute.

- Get a rope!
- Get that buggy down by the big tree.

- You're not gonna use
my rig for any lynching.
- Use Jim's buckboard.

Let me through!
Tom!

- Tom! Tom!
- Put him up there.
Put him on the wagon.

There she is, fightin' like a
wildcat to save that pill peddler.

- No fightin' will save him now.
- Get that rope around him.

Gold! gold!

- Gold!
- where'd you find it?
- Let me see it.

Gold! look at it.
They're picking it up
in chunks.

- What are you waitin' for?
- Huh? I'm your friend.

So you're gonna stand around
here and watch me hang...

When you could be out
grabbing yourself a rich claim?

forget friendship.
That fella's talkin' about gold.

Gold that you can buy
anything in the world with.

Kegsie, gold!

Gold lying on the ground,
waitin' for you to pick it up.
Now, get out of here...

- Before everybody in California
beats you to it.
- Gold! Everybody, gold!

I'm gonna be the first one
to stake a claim!

I'm gonna stake a claim
right away. Follow me.
Come on.

Let's get gold! Come on.

Gold!

Gold at sutter's mill!

- That fellow has the devil's own luck.
- Yeah, sure.

What are we hangin' around for?
Let's get in on that gold rap.

Come on. He'll keep.

You're right.
I can come back and get him.

With the gold mine for Lacy
to dry her eyes on,
she won't feel so bad.

At sutter's mill there's gold!

Gold at sutter's mill!

Boy, that's as near to a
funeral as I ever wanna get!

If you hadn't pulled my
tooth, I could've gotten mad
enough to handle that crowd.

- What are you doin'?
- Oh, we're married.

Yeah, we are.

Huh! ain't he wonderful?

That's my man.

Here you are! Get your
utensils for pannin' gold!

Pots and pans, all prices, all sizes.

- That one'll cost you
two bags of gold dust.
- That's outrageous.

Cheapest in Sacramento.
There's a run on pans
same as there is on gold.

Come on, folks, get your pans.

What luck did you have with
the bighorn that calls himself
our town marshal?

He refused to open the case.

So that's what he calls
brinin' in law and order?

- Did you come right out
and accuse Dawson?
- Certainly.

But all bighorn would say is,
"i ain't interested
in your personal feuds."

Well, I guess that closes up
our business permanent, huh?

Brit isn't coming back
and holler to this town
that Craig's innocent.

No, but he's comin' back, all right,

'cause I'm still walking around.

But as far as this store goes,
we might as well admit it.

We're whipped.

Write "closed" on the window.

- Cologne soap?
- We might as well finish in style.

Clem, you and pike take the bags
of dust to the palace safe.

Chick and I are gonna pay
a call on the pill peddler.

Too bad Joe ain't here
to see the fun.

He's having fun seein' folks
don't cut in on our claim.

Closed, huh? Had to skip town.
Ain't that a pity?

Too bad you can't
say good-bye personal.

Let's make the closing official.

It's our friend Dawson.

- Hello, Lacy.
- Brit!

Bust my britches, but
you're prettier than ever.
Glad to see me?

- Sure, but you don't have
to squeeze the life out of me.

- You'll be a sight gladder when
you've seen what I brought ya.

Jumpin' coyotes! Where did
you get such large nuggets?

From the claim up at bogus thunder.
Come on, drinks on the house.

- Yes, sir.
- For everybody.

For you and me, too, honey, to
celebrate the pill peddler's departure.

I think you're a bit previous, brit.

well, well. Craig.

I figured you were halfway to
Boston by now with your tail
between your legs.

You figured a lot
of things wrong, Dawson.

Brit, stop it! Stop it, someone!

Are you ready to talk, Dawson?

You're gonna tell these people
who doctored the medicine
that killed poor whitey.

What's going on? Break it up.
Get him off of there.

- Don't pay any attention
to him. He's crazy.
- This man committed murder.

I'm not concerned with
any arguments that happened
before I took over the law here.

I rule this fight broke up
permanent, and I'll slam
both of you in the calaboose...

- If you don't keep
away from each other.
- Not till I make him talk.

Grab him, deputies, grab him!

For assault, battery, ignoring,
disregardin' the law...

And pushin' a United States
marshal around, 60 days!

- Now, march!
- Come on.

What did you have to call
the marshal for?

- Tom had brit ready
to sing his song.
- Yeah.

Come on, set up
those drinks I was orderin'
before this squall blew up.

Step up, folks,
and wet your windpipes.

Ahh! what's the matter, Lacy?
Ain't you thirsty?

you wanna tell me your joke?

What's the idea of
throwing this back at me?

I don't want it or anything
else from you from now on.

Because I had a fight
with your pill peddler?

No. something a little more
important than that.

Where do you think you're going?

Anywhere from here.
I'm not particular.

Lacy, I gotta know
the reason for this.

The reason is the way whitey died.

He died because your
high-snootin' friend from Boston
doesn't know his business.

No, but up to now
i must admit you had me fooled.

I might've known
you were behind this lynching.

You were the only person in town
who had anything against him.

- Did he teach you to say this?
- No, he didn't say a word.

He's much too decent.
So let go of my arm.
I want to finish packing.

Listen, Lacy, I don't admit
monkeying with anything.

What I can't get is why
you're takin' on like this.
I've killed men before!

Yeah, but shootin'
out in the open has something
square and fair about it.

Killing with poison
is sneaky and lowdown.

Look here, Lacy.
What's come over you?

I tell you, I had nothing
to do with it.

Let's forget it
and start over again.

I struck it awful rich. I can
give you those gold doorknobs
you were talking about.

Let me go. If you
kept me here till doomsday,
it wouldn't make any difference.

Go to your quack pill peddler.
He can have you, and welcome!

This scheme of going
to the camps is wrong,
and I won't have no part of it!

Rest your tonsils.
We're a-goin', and you're comin'.

- Take this.
- Why don't you use some tact?

- Let her go in there
and say good-bye.
- What--

maybe you're right, but
it ain't gonna do any good
as far as she's concerned.

He's always acted
more like a hitchin' post
than a two-legged man.

ah, shut up.

Hello, there, Boston.

Why, Lacy, don't you look grand.

It's just a little traveling
outfit Helga and I ran up.

- You're going someplace?
- To the gold mines
with the rest of the world.

Thought I'd say good-bye.

- You're gonna dig gold?
- Sure am.

The easy way.
Out of miners' pockets.

Figured they needed
entertainment now.

Can't sit in the back
of an empty drugstore
for the rest of my life.

I'm sorry our partnership
was such a failure.

Oh, that. I don't regret any of it.

That a letter from San Francisco?

Oh, yes. I'll be leaving soon too.

Ellen's coming up, and
we're going back together.

Oh.

- Good luck, Boston.
- You too, Lacy.

If you ever get to San Francisco--

oh, yes.
Drop in and have dinner
with you and the wife.

No, thanks. I'm just hoping
that I never see you again.

- Why?
- don't you know?

You're makin' me shove off,
leaving Boston with no one
to look after him.

He'll do fine once he's hitched
to miss snippety-puss
up to frisco.

Listen, you two.
I don't want to hear
any more talk about him.

I want to forget I ever set eyes
on him. I don't want to hear
his name mentioned again.

- Boston.
- Shut up!

Quiet. shh.

- Hey, partner.
- What do you want, lady?

- How big a camp is this?
- Was 30 shacks or so
till folks started to sicken.

You all look puny,
as if you could do with
a good meal and some sleep.

Giddyap! they need entertainment
like a dead horse needs flies.

- What's the name of this camp?
- Brandy gulch.

Did you pass a doctor
on the trail up?

- A short, stubby fellow
with gray hair?
- No. Is anybody sick?

Anybody sick?

Half the camp's down
with the fever.

Hello, there!

- Are you from Sacramento?
- Why, yes.

I'm Dr. clagham. Did you bring
those medical supplies?

- What supplies?
- What supplies?

Howlin' coyotes!
Don't they know we've got
an epidemic on our hands?

- Epidemic?
- yes. Typhoid fever.

And we got no drugs to treat it.

We got no food
or comforts.

In every camp for miles around
men are dying like flies.

Doctor, you gotta save Carson.

You can't leave him like this,
burning and raving with fever.
You gotta do something!

Mrs. Carson, what can I do?

- I'm helpless.
- Why, doc?

Isn't there something
we can do to help?

What do you think
you could do here?

We got enough trouble
without women of your kind.

Look, miss Carson.

- Don't take on like that.
Maybe Helga and I can help.
- Sure we'll help.

- Will you show us where
we could shake down, please?
- All right.

- I take it real kind of you, Lacy.
- Thanks, Mrs. Carson.

I don't suppose...

Any of those fellows
in Sacramento give a hang...

About these poor devils
dyin' up here.

I know someone.
Tom Craig, a druggist.

Get a fast horse, ride like
blazes and bring him back here.

- Where'll I get a horse?
- Use my horse. He's a whizzer.

Come on, let's go!

Tell him we need enough
for an army!

Hurry up, Tom.

If I'd known all this was
going on, I wouldn't have come
to make the trip back with you.

You wouldn't want me to show
my appreciation by leaving
my stock in trade behind.

Boston, I'm so glad
i caught you. They sent me.

Corral all the medicine you got,
everything, and hurry up!

- What are you talking about?
- They want him up at the camps.

- There's fever,
nothing to fight it with.
- Nothing to fight it with?

- There's only one doc,
and he's working like mad.
- That's terrible.

- Are there many cases?
- All the camps have got it.
It's so bad at bear claw...

- That Lacy and Helga
pitched in as nurses.
- Oh, that woman.

Come on, Ellen.
I don't think Lacy
started an epidemic...

Just to see me.

She did send you, didn't she?

I suppose you could say
she had a hand in it.

- It looks like I'll have to go.
- Why?

Why should you
risk your life
for a lot of riffraff?

They're people.
They need help.

Oh, you and your high ideals.
Where did they ever get you?

They're the very same people
that turned against you.
They even tried to hang you.

- That doesn't enter into it.
- If it doesn't, it should.

Let's just forget
the whole idea, Boston.

Don't go, kegs. Ellen--

I'm going back to San Francisco.
Are you coming with me?

I'm going to the gold camps first.

Then don't bother to come after me,

if and when you come back.

I saw the same look
in a rattlesnake's eye once...

When I accidentally stomped on it.

Let's see how
we're fixed for medicine.

What you got is a drop
in the bucket. Doc says
he wants enough for an army.

Then we'll get enough,
and an army to take it.

Thanks for your cooperation, marshal.

It's easy to get the medicine,
but I don't see how you're gonna
get the people to walk into it.

You have the supplies ready,
I'll round up the people.

They wouldn't even stop to listen
to Gabriel's horn, let alone you.

They'll have to... sometime.

- Here, kegs. Keep that up.
- Huh? Oh.

Hold it, everybody!

Quiet down! Don't panic.

I got a message for you.

I don't know whether
to appeal to your good sense
or your courage...

Because I don't know how much
of either you have.

- What's that?
- What's he getting at?

I do know you're facing
something that's gonna call
for both:

Good sense and courage.

You think you're running away
from the fever. Well, you aren't.

Some of you already have it, and
you're carrying it to others...

- Same as it was carried to you.
- Ain't that too bad!

What's he trying to say?
We ought to stay here
and die like flies?

no!

Word came from San Francisco
that they're sending
all the medical help we'll need.

They're also sending
enough supplies and medicines
for the gold camps.

And it's up to us
to get them there.

It's gonna take every wagon,
horse and able-bodied man
we have to get 'em through.

- Are you out of your head?
- You think we're crazy?

You askin' us to go
into that death trap?

I'm not asking anything.

I'm telling you how things
stand, then it's up to you.

You can stampede out of here
like cattle and spread this fever...

Into every town in
California if you want to.

Or you can stay here
and get help if you're sick...

And give help
if you're not.

It's in your hands,

so make up your minds.

Pioneers!

I've got two wagons
I'll donate. Somebody
can drive the other one.

I'll drive the other one.

- I'll go with him. I ain't got
no womenfolk to worry about.
- Me, neither.

I ain't seen a man yet can tell
me I'm afraid and prove it.

- Me, neither.
- I reckon I'll go along.

Dang if I don't think
I'm goin' with 'em.

I should've shot him off the
wagon while I had the chance.

- I'm glad you didn't.
- When did you get religion?

- We're gonna need Craig
around for a while.
- What for?

Get the wagon train
started for the camp.

- Since when did you
mind people dying?
- Use your head.

Those folks in the camps
are rolling in gold.

If we corner all the medicine,
we can swap it for every nugget
they've dug in six months.

How do you figure to
grab the wagons?

They have to go through
digger pass. Don't they?

We'll be there waitin' for them.

I gotta hand it to you
for being the meanest coyote
this side of the rockies.

Thanks.

But remember, I claim the pleasure
of pickin' off Craig personal.

Let's round up the rest of the gang.

Digger pass
is half a day's ride.

Good. we ought to be
at bear claw by nightfall.

Whip it up, boys.
We're on our last lap!

Come on, boys!

Once we're through the pass,
the going's easy.

Them wagons are sure
takin' a long time.

Clem, any sign of those wagons yet?

Not a sign of nothing expect pike.

Well, pike, my boy?

How are things at bear claw?
Are the folks ready to swap
all their dust for medicine?

- It's awful bad.
- Fever's got most everybody down.

- Lacy's up there.
- Lacy?

Yeah. she and Helga's
got their hands full
taking care of sick folks.

- Lacy's up at bear claw.
- What of it?

She might get the fever.
Maybe she's got it already.
I've got to get to her.

- We've got a date
with the wagon train.
- I've got to get Lacy out.

- We get the wagons first.
- You can take care of the
wagons by yourself.

I ain't takin' those wagons
alone while you go chasing
around after Lacy.

Have you forgotten she threw
you over for the first soft-
talkin' dude that came along?

Why don't you get smart? She never
had any use for you anyway.

Now maybe you'll stop yapping.

I'm gonna get Lacy and you're
gonna take care of those wagons.

The wagons are coming!

From now on I'm giving
the orders here.

When this job is finished,
each man gets his equal share
of the dust.

Any arguments? Then get on
your horses and follow me.

We haven't got a chance here!
Make a run for it!

Let's go, men!

These teams can't keep up this
pace. Pull over into that draw.

Craig, I want those wagons!

- Come and get 'em!
- It sounds like the Dawsons.

it is the Dawsons.

Got 'im.

You have enough yet, Craig?

Our only chance is to
get 'em out of those rocks.

Yes, if you want any drivers left.

- I guess I better go up there
and have a chat with him.
- They'll fill you full of lead.

Hold your fire, Dawson!

- Boston, you're crazy!
- Let go of me.

That moss head.
What a target for a bull's-eye--

hold it. We need him to
order the train to surrender.

I'm comin' to talk to you.

Chuck your gun away and come on up!

keep him covered.

You walked right into it, eh, Craig?

- I have a proposition.
- We make the proposition.

You order that wagon train
to surrender, or we shut
your mouth up permanent.

- You've got five minutes
to make up your mind.
- I can't understand you at all.

Most of you need what's in
that wagon train as much as
the people in the gold camps.

- Sure we do, to swap
for the gold they got.
- Oh, so that's your plan.

From the looks of you,
most of you won't get that far.

- Funny, you giving me five minutes.
- What kind of talk is this?

I know the signs of the fever.

Look at that man's hand shake.
Look at his eyes.

You fellas have been
drinking that river water
at the claim, haven't you?

That's where the fever comes from.

Out of all the people
in the camps, what makes you
think you'd escape it?

It isn't exactly a pleasant way
to die, burning with fever,

all twisted up in agony
and fighting for breath.

Frankly, I don't like
the look of any of you.

Especially you, Dawson.

So if you're smart,
you'll call this gunfight off...

And let me try and save you with
the stuff in the wagon train,
if it's not too late.

We'll get all the medicine
we want. Rush the wagons!

Talk yourself out of this one, Craig.

Joe had it comin' to him.
Get the wagons to bear claw.

Up the river to red dog.

You go on up to gospel creek.

Up the river to red dog.

Drive on up the river.

Am I glad to see you.

Besides drugs, did you
bring food, blankets?

We brought everything.
Unload the wagons, men!

First two wagons go on
to shinbone creek!

Doc, there's a badly wounded man
in the first wagon.
Will you take a look at him?

- sure.
- Tom!

Tom! thank heaven you're here.

Why, Lacy, you look so different.

Why, yes. These are my working
clothes from now on.

I hope sending for you
didn't get you into any trouble.

One the contrary.
It got me out of it.

Oh, brit Dawson was badly wounded.

- Brit?
- he wants to see you.

No, it's no good, doc.

I got it bad... and final.

Where's Lacy?

I lied to you.

I could've had you for a nurse.

Hold your hand.

Now I haven't got the strength.

Nobody go.

I got somethin' to say
before witnesses.

The medicine that killed whitey?

I doctored it.

Boston is no way to blame.

Thanks, brit.

The house...
With the gold doorknobs?

If you want 'em--

♪ there's gold in the valley
there's gold in the hills ♪

♪ there's gold in the river
and gold in the rill ♪

♪ go empty your cabins
and empty your mills ♪

♪ to hold all the gold in the hills ♪

What's the shootin' for, partner?

That's my wife
taking down the washing.

oh! Oh--

okay, coming, dear. Coming, dear.

I'm not gonna do
all that washing over again!

McKeever, pick it up!

- Oh.
- the laundry.

♪ Go empty your cabins
and empty your mills ♪

♪ to hold all the gold
in the hills ♪

♪ I traveled through mountains
the rain and the snow ♪

♪ but this is as far as I go ♪

♪ I'll build me a cabin
I'll empty me my mill ♪

♪ to hold all the gold
in the hills ♪♪