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I'm looking for Fallon.

You the one I've been hearing about,

the one that's looking all over for Fallon?

That's right.

I'm Fallon.

Then you're the one I'm looking for.

We ever met before?

No.

Then what's our quarrel?

No quarrel. They say you're faster than me.

Just that?

Just that.

And you aim to find out if it's true.

That's right.

Mister... I don't want to fight.

But don't push it.

Mr. Fallon... I'm pushing because I got to know.

If it hadn't rained last night, we'd have missed each other.

Not in the long run, Mr. Fallon, because I got to know!

Don't leave a man much room, do you?

Not if they say he's faster than me.

My name is Harold.

Vinnie Harold.

The money's to get him a headstone --

to say he was killed by the fastest gun there is.

- That's not so. - What?

There's a faster gun than yours.

Who carries it?

You'll find out.

Who carries it?!

You'll find out when you least expect it,

in a place where you'd never expect it.

You couldn't see me draw. How can you say anyone's faster?

How can you say anyone's faster?!

Because there always is.

No matter how fast you are, there's always somebody faster.

- How'd this happen? - Fallon went for his gun first.

That's the way it was, Sheriff.

All right. Get on your horse and ride.

We don't want your kind here.

Where can we get some grub and fresh horses?

Not here.

We got money. We'll pay good.

You've also got three minutes to get out of town,

and I wouldn't waste them.

No matter how fast you are, there's always somebody faster.

Bang! Bang!

Your money or your life!

Will you settle for a peppermint stick?

Well...

Oh, come on.

All right.

Hey, your ma know you're this far from town?

Hey, come on. Hop in. I'll drive you back.

Come on, son.

Bang! Bang!

Pop says when I'm growed up, he's gonna get me a real gun.

How long will it be before I'm growed up, Mr. Temple?

Quite a spell yet.

Bang! Bang!

Why don't you wear a gun like the other men?

Never had any use for one.

Don't you even have a gun?

Why don't you stop asking all those fool questions?

What I mean is a gun can get you in a lot of trouble.

You need a ringer, Eric.

- I know what I need. - Hi, George.

How about you and me taking on Harvey and Walker here

in a game of doubles?

No, not today.

What goes with George, Lou?

Quiet! I'm trying to throw.

He don't ever show up for a game no more.

He used to be the first one for a game.

Quiet!

No loss as far as I'm concerned.

Now, Lou, don't get me wrong.

I got no hard feelings against George.

It's just that...

Well, there's something about him that I can't figure out.

Like what?

I don't know what it is.

I just can't put my finger on it.

He has been acting kind of strange, Lou.

- Morning, George. - Morning, Ben.

You're gonna catch it, young fella.

Your ma's been shouting for you all over town.

Can I tell her I was helping you

to make some deliveries, Mr. Temple?

That wouldn't be very truthful, now, would it, Bobby?

On the other hand, you could say you were keeping me company

part of the time.

That would be truthful.

Thanks, Mr. Temple!

What's this? What are you doing here?

Oh, you don't have to treat me like a china doll, George.

The doctor said a little exercise would do me good.

He said for you to take long walks.

What, you think no one ever had a baby before?

- It happens every day, you know. - I know. I know.

I didn't hear you go out this morning.

Well, I was -- I didn't want to wake you.

I was just delivering some supplies to Tucker Eddy.

That's all.

- I'll fix you some lunch. - Not now.

You haven't had a thing in your stomach, and you need something.

I'm not hungry. That's all. I'm just not hungry.

Then let's get started with the inventory.

Not today.

- That's what you said yesterday. - Yeah, I know, but...

And the day before a-and the week before that.

What's the difference if we don't do it today?

- George? - What?

Tucker Eddy came in for his supplies not an hour ago.

The store's beginning to get on your nerves lately,

- isn't it, George? - No, it's not begin--

I notice every chance you can, you get away.

It not -- It's nothing.

You didn't sleep well last night.

Tossed and turned the whole night.

- What is it, George? - Nothing.

Is the same trouble coming back?

No, no.

It's been like that for weeks now.

- I'm worried about you, George. - Come on, now. Stop worrying.

There's nothing to worry about.

- Now, come on. - Well...

I know. All right, now.

What's that, new earrings? Huh?

Huh? They're real pretty.

They look real pretty.

Now, you're not gonna get yourself all upset

over nothing, are you?

I'll tell you what.

I'll take the inventory tomorrow.

I promise you.

You know something else?

I could stand some lunch.

You know, expectant fathers need nourishment, too.

You look nice tonight, Theresa.

Thank you, Eric.

Come on, Eric. Dance for us.

Oh yes Eric. You've got to dance. Come on.

Come on, Eric! I'll play for you!

I don't want to dance!

- Aw, come on. Dance. - Yes, Eric. Dance for us.

Please, Eric. You can do some kind of a dance.

Well, what am I gonna do?

- Do a jig! - And so some of your tricks.

Come on Eric. We'll follow you.

Come on, lad. Kick up your heels.

Hey, Eric.

Hey, Ray. Yeah.

Come here, George. Have a drink.

You know George doesn't drink anything stronger than cider.

Do you, George?

That's right, Harvey.

My father used to say, "Be wary of the man who doesn't drink."

I was just telling them about my boy coming home tomorrow.

And you know what?

I'm gonna make him the best darn bootmaker you ever saw.

Well, it ain't every man who can make boots.

It ain't every man who can raise cattle.

It takes a real man to raise cattle.

It's like -- It's like Doc or Ben here.

You work with your hands, you do something,

and you're proud of it.

It's a feeling only a man can get from his work.

Women just ain't capable of it.

Their love is a very concentrated thing

directed at husbands and offspring.

But with a man, it's a different story.

He can love a piece of land like it was his own skin,

and he can love the work that he does

and take a great pride in it.

There's nothing wrong with being a storekeeper.

Nobody said there was, George.

Well, that's what he meant.

Excuse me, Brian.

I just wanted to... wanted to get a little air.

It's eating you up inside, isn't it, George?

Would you like to talk about it?

Maybe it would do you good to talk about it.

There's nothing to talk about, Dora.

I've seen it coming. I've seen it for weeks.

You're imagining things again.

- Am I, George? - Yes, you are.

Was I imagining things in Dodge City?

Deadwood? Cheyenne? Was I?

- That's all over with. - You said that before, too.

Oh, no. I know all the signs.

Irritable, can't sleep at night, staring out into space.

You won't talk about it, George. That's the terrible thing.

Leave me alone, Dora, will you, please?

- I wonder -- - Will you --

Please just leave me alone. That's all.

I'm sorry. Come here. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

We've had a good life in this town, George.

For four years, we've had a good life.

Don't spoil it now, not with a baby coming.

Let's think of our child.

I promise you that everything is going to be all right.

- I promise you, Dora. - You know I want to believe you.

But this time, George, if you're not sure...

if you're not really sure, we... we don't have a chance.

Bang! Bang!

Ho!

Clint Fallon was killed in a gunfight.

Happened over in Silver Rapids.

- Who did it? - Vinnie Harold.

McGovern's got the collar button Fallon was wearing

when he got killed.

What brought on the fight? Who drew first?

I tell you. It was a sight to behold.

You never saw nothing like it.

There they were, face-to-face,

and then it happened, faster than the eye could see.

You should've seen this Vinnie Harold --

calm, unruffled, like nothing had happened.

There's Dad.

He walks over to Fallon's body and...

Oh, Fred. Oh, Fred, it's good to see you!

Oh, Dad, you look wonderful.

There it is right there -- Fallon's collar button.

Popped right off the front of his shirt.

Mr. Spink will bear me out, and so will Bert.

I'm a witness to it. Popped right off.

I saw. It was just as McGovern says.

How close were you, Mr. McGovern?

Oh, 50, 60 feet. Maybe closer.

When it was all over,

you should've seen this Vinnie Harold.

"I want you to say that he was killed

by the fastest gun there is."

Howdy, George.

Clint Fallon got killed in a gunfight.

McGovern's got his collar button.

What was he like, this Vinnie Harold?

Cold as an ice cube.

Give you the chills to watch him.

"If it wasn't for the rain," Fallon said,

"we'd have missed each other."

"No," Harold tells him, "not in the long run."

I hope your goods are in one piece.

Main road was washed out and had to take the fork.

Rough as thunder.

Sure must've been something.

Don't you know it was.

Clint Fallon was killed by a fast gun.

McGovern saw it.

How many shots did Harold fire?

Three. No, no. Two.

The last was Fallon's.

Let me tell you, you'll never see a faster gun

than this Vinnie Harold -- never.

How close were you, Mr. McGovern?

Oh, 40 feet, maybe closer.

Weren't you scared?

Scared? I didn't have time to be scared.

It happened that quick -- faster than the eye could see.

Then with him standing over the body...

How soon will we get to Sutter's Bend?

Oh, three hours, more or less. Here you are, George.

I'll give you a hand with the heavy ones.

Excuse me. I have a feeling I know you.

Haven't we met somewhere before?

- I don't think so. - My name's Spink.

I'm a surveyor. Get around a lot.

Could be almost anywhere. Kansas City? Abilene?

- St. Louis? - I think you're mistaken.

How about Cheyenne? Could it have been Cheyenne?

Your face looks awfully familiar.

I've never been to those places, and I've never seen you before.

No offense, mister. I guess I just made a mistake.

Take it from me. I don't believe it.

No one could be faster than Vinnie Harold.

I was about 30 feet at the most, in the open, unprotected.

Will there be anything else?

Will that be all?

It was like watching a couple of gladiators

in the Circus Maximus.

Teeth chattering, knees buckling.

I said will that be all, Mabel?

Oh. Yes, that'll be all.

Vinnie Harold was terrible.

Eyes like a beast and quick as a serpent.

McGovern here saw Clint Fallon killed in a gunfight.

Saw the whole thing.

Yeah. Tell him how it all started, what Harold said.

- That'll be $1.12. - Well, I was about 30...

My. Prices are certainly going up.

You don't want me to go through the whole thing again,

not from the beginning.

No.

McGovern, you've been holding court for one hour.

This isn't a meeting place here. This is a...

If you -- If you got some business to attend to, fine.

If you haven't, I wish you'd leave.

Well, I-I was merely recounting the story for Del.

Well, recount it someplace else.

I mean, I've heard the story half a dozen times.

All right. All right.

- If that's the way you want it. - That's the way I want it.

Come on. Let's go over to Brian's.

The drinks are on me.

Let's see the collar button.

You shouldn't have done that.

Look, I...

Always sitting around, talking.

Well, they've often done that. You've never said a word before.

I saw the same look on your face, George,

outside at the stagecoach.

It was the look you had in Cheyenne

and the other places before the trouble.

I... I didn't have any look.

I couldn't help hearing, just like everybody else.

All right, George. All right.

My mother always said the easiest way to get disappointed

was to look forward to things too much.

What I'm getting at, Mr. Temple,

is that often these traits carry over into our adult lives.

And that's why when I opened that box, I about cried.

I really did.

Well, that's the box that arrived on the stage

with your dress in it, isn't it?

That's exactly what I figured when I saw it.

I thought, "There at last is the dress

I've been so looking forward to these several months,"

and that's why when I opened that box, I...

- Well, I about cried. - Is there no dress in the box?

Oh, yes. You'll find a dress, all right.

- What's the matter with it? - Well, don't you see?

Doesn't it just leap right out at you?

No, it doesn't leap right out at me.

Well, then you must be color-blind, Mr. Temple --

absolutely color-blind -- because that dress is brown.

Look, I-I know it's brown.

Well, there you are! You see, I ordered it in blue.

I'm not color-blind, and you didn't.

No. You ordered it in brown, Mrs. Tibbs.

I certainly did. I ordered it in blue.

- I distinctly remember. - I'm s--

Now, just -- just one minute, please.

I have it written down in a book here.

I have it right down here in writing.

- That won't be necessary. - Just wait a moment.

I certainly ought to remember what I ordered,

and I distinctly remember saying I wanted blue.

- Distinctly! - You see --

And that's the color I want.

Mm-hmm.

I see.

And what am I supposed to do with this dress

that arrived all the way from New York, can't be returned?

- Can't return it? - Of course I can't return it.

Is that a fact?

Yes, that's a fact.

Well, uh, perhaps somebody else would buy it.

My own sister, maybe.

I say maybe, you understand. She was speaking of the dress.

There's a difference in our sizes,

so you'll have to lower the price.

Of course. Of course. Of course. What do you want, Linda?

- I don't know yet. - Yes, blue will be just fine.

- Well, don't handle the candy. - When will you have it in blue?

- Do you mind, Linda? - Did you hear me, Mr. Temple?

- When will you have it in blue? - I heard you. I --

And if -- Linda, will you not handle the candy so --

No call to shout at the child.

What do mean, shout at the child?

Just because you made a mistake on my dress

is no call to shout at the child.

Nobody will buy the candy if she keeps handing it.

And I didn't shout at the child.

- I didn't make a mistake. - I certainly ought to remember.

Look, I-I'm so --

I'm only interested in my dress.

Just a minute. I'm so fed up with gree--

red dresses, blue dresses, green dresses --

- I'm sure my sister would buy -- - Your sis--

Look. Take the dress. Take any dress in the store.

You can take the candy, the -- anything.

Because...

George! George, where are you going?

Why, he's heading for the saloon.

He hasn't touched a drop in four years,

not since we came to live here.

Perhaps if I went over and told him I'd changed my mind,

that I'm willing to keep the dress.

I don't hold with drinking,

even if my husband does own the saloon.

I'd hate to think I was responsible.

Oh, you're not responsible.

Color of a dress doesn't matter that much to me.

I'll go right over and tell him.

Don't. Don't bother.

You see, it has nothing to do with the color of a dress,

nothing at all to do with it.

"They say you're much faster than I am," Harold tells him.

Then Fallon says to him -- and mind you I can see --

A whiskey.

Whiskey?

That's right. I-I'd like a whiskey.

Why? Is something wrong with my having a whiskey?

Oh, no offense, George.

It's just that we've never seen you take a drink before.

Yeah. I know. I know. Just...

You want to leave it -- Just -- Just leave that here.

You'd better go easy.

Why?

Too much of that stuff when you ain't used to it

can put you out of your mind.

It'll put me out of my mind, huh?

Well, that's -- You know, that's exactly what I would like.

To go out of my mind. I'm so --

Mind's so full of women's dresses and candy,

account books and...

A man doesn't like to be stared at when he's drinking.

Where was I?

They was just facing one another.

That's right -- There they were, sizing each other up.

"You don't give a man much room, do you?" Fallon says.

"No, not when they say he's faster than me," Harold says.

And with that, they went at it.

About the fastest gun I ever saw was Wyatt Earp.

Wasn't supposed to be a man alive

could stand up to Billy the Kid.

Well, it's my opinion none of them was as fast as Harold.

Now, you know how fast Fallon was.

Well, he hadn't a chance. Not a chance!

- Where was Fallon hit? - In the throat.

It's awful hard to outdraw a man and hit him in the throat.

Well, now, that's exactly what happened.

And you've got the collar button to prove it, haven't you?

That's right. That's right.

And there it is for all to see.

Now tell them what Fallon said and then what Harold said

and then what Fallon said and...

...and what Harold said.

What's gotten into you today, George?

Some people just don't like gun talk.

It kind of upsets 'em.

Now, you know, Harvey, I just kind of figured

you'd have something like that to say.

You see, Harvey thinks a lot less of a man

if he doesn't wear a gun.

Isn't that right?

If a man doesn't want to wear a gun,

that's his business.

But if he doesn't wear a gun, you don't think so much of him.

Oh, come on now, George.

I never heard Harvey say any such thing.

He doesn't have to say it.

Harvey, let me -- let me ask you something.

Did you ever draw that gun on anybody?

Harvey? Did you hear what I said?

I said did you ever draw that gun on anybody?

- Never had any cause. - That's right.

The only thing you've drawn that gun on is a rabbit

or a coyote.

You've got Harvey wrong, George.

Oh, no, I haven't.

Not as wrong as he's got me.

Look, is there anybody here

who knows anything about pulling a gun?

Look at the way you're wearing that gun, way up high like that.

You don't wear a gun like that.

You wear it down low, here, strapped to your leg.

When your hand falls, it falls right on the grip,

right about here.

You see?

When you whip it out in a fast draw, it clears the holster.

The way you've got that gun tied on you there,

you'd never get it out of the holster.

Now you, Carl, with your fancy twirling

and all that nonsense.

Sure, you're real good.

You're real tricky with that gun.

Real fancy.

But that doesn't mean you know how to shoot it.

McGovern, you --

I'm gonna tell you something, McGovern.

You don't shoot at a man's throat.

You go for his chest or his belly.

You go for the -- the broadest part of a man's body.

I mean this, uh...

You know, you're pretty good at horseshoes --

at least you think you are.

How many hours a day do you practice?

Would you tell me that? How many hours?

Maybe one? One, Harvey?

Well, how many hours a day do you think you have to practice

to be good with a gun?

I'll tell you, Harvey.

Six hours a day -- every day, for years.

You seem to know an awful lot about pulling a gun, George.

I do.

You think you saw something, McGovern, didn't you?

You thought you really saw something.

All right.

I'm gonna tell you people something

that's really going to make you really sit up and take notice.

You know who I am?

Do you have any idea who I am?

I'm the fastest gun alive.

Faster than Wyatt Earp,

faster than Billy the Kid, faster than Fallon,

and faster than the man that killed him.

You don't believe me, do you?

You don't believe me, do you, Harvey?

All right. Let me have that gun of yours.

You're drunk.

All right. Carl?

How about it, Lou? Let me have yours.

No, George.

Well, that's the best one I've heard in years.

The fastest gun alive -- him, George Temple!

- What do you suppose he's up to? - I don't know.

George Temple's just about the most peaceful man I ever met.

My guess is his wife will put him to bed

and let him sleep it off.

Come tomorrow, he won't remember a thing about all this.

I hope you're right.

All the same, he ought to be careful who he stands up to.

Everybody won't be as patient with him as I was.

Now it fits.

I kept asking myself --

How can it happen without the gun?

Now it all fits.

You told me you threw it away. You swore it!

You said you threw it in the deepest part of Miller's pond.

You described to me how it sank.

George... don't do it.

Don't do it again.

They think I just sell dresses and candy.

What difference what they think?

They've got to know who I am, Dora.

You see, Harvey?

I have a gun of my own.

You see it?

All of you, you see it?

I hope you're not gonna cause any trouble, George.

- We don't want no trouble. - Now look, George.

Look, you just -- you just stay right where you are, Del.

Are you going to cause trouble, George?

Brian, I want two silver dollars.

Sure, George.

Brian, I want you to count up to three.

And at the count of three,

I want two men to flip a silver dollar up in the air.

Del, will you flip one?

There isn't a man alive who can shoot two silver dollars

while they're still in the air.

How about you, Lou?

All right, George.

I've got one more here. Who's gonna throw it?

Who's gonna toss this one?

I'll flip the other one.

All right, Eric. Do you want to step down here?

Lou, over here.

All right, Brian. Start counting.

Sure you wouldn't rather wait till tomorrow,

till you feel better?

I'll never feel better.

Start counting.

All right, George.

One.

Two.

Three!

Here's one! He hit it!

Here's the other one.

He hit it plumb in the middle. Plumb in the middle!

Harvey... now do you believe me?

I don't think you do.

All right. You step right out here.

Right out here, Harvey.

George.

All right.

You hold that beer mug out in front of you, Harvey.

Now, look, George.

Right out in front of you.

That's too high, Harvey.

Just a little lower.

A little lower.

That's fine.

All right. You drop it anytime you like.

Gentlemen! The drinks are on the house!

- Help me behind the bar, Lars. - Oh, I sure will.

We're drinking to you, George.

Where'd you ever learn to handle a gun like that?

You weren't always a storekeeper, were you, George?

And I thought Vinnie Harold was fast.

Why, if he was to draw on George here,

he'd be dead before he could touch his gun.

Gentlemen, I used to own a place in Dodge City,

so I've seen all the top guns.

Earp, Masterson, Wes Hardin -- I seen 'em all.

But I never seen a faster gun than was fired here today.

Never.

To George Temple, the fastest gun alive!

His gun. Look. It's notched.

Yes, it is.

Six times.

Six times.

That means he's killed six men.

There's nothing wrong with him, Dora.

He just drank too much.

I know.

He put on quite a show, Mrs. Temple.

Said he was the fastest gun alive,

and then he went ahead and proved it.

You can be right proud of him.

Look what he did to this silver dollar, Mrs. Temple.

I've seen them before.

Dora, you'd, uh, you'd better take this with you.

Now, what do you suppose ever made him settle here,

in Cross Creek?

All right, everybody. Over against the wall.

Now, who'd have took him for a hero?

Come on out of there.

Come on. Get busy.

Young man, my arms are getting very tired.

All right. You ladies can put your hands down.

Hurry it up, will you?

I'm almost through.

There. I'm ready.

- How about you? - No, not yet.

How long is it gonna take you?

Oh... not long.

Well, don't take no pennies.

One time over in Kansas, he took three bags of pennies.

All right. Hold it. Let me have that.

Get over against the wall. Move. Fast!

Here.

All set.

- Sorry if I worried you. - Let's go.

Vinnie Harold.

I thought it was you.

Now you can be positive.

What'd you do that for?

I want him to remember me. I like to be remembered.

We'd better get going.

I'm sorry if I worried you.

He's dead, Bill.

No rhyme or reason for it.

It was Harold, Bill. Vinnie Harold.

No doubt about it.

Round up a posse, Johnny.

Tell them to get ready for a long trip.

- Sheriff. - Yes, Mr. Roble?

I don't like the way this is being run.

I don't like it at all.

What would you do?

I'd push on a lot faster.

You want to catch up to them in a hurry.

That's right.

That would be a gamble.

I don't want to gamble. I just want to get them.

Today, tomorrow, next week --

That don't matter as long as I get them.

And I will get them, Mr. Roble -- my way.

Your way, they'll have all time in the world

to get rid of the money.

Who cares if we get them then?

I care, Mr. Roble.

They killed my brother.

Mount up!

Yes, you proved to them that you're the fastest gun alive.

- Oh, stop it, Dora. - It's started again, George.

- And it isn't the whiskey... - Just...

...or what people think of you or the showing off.

It never was. Never.

Will you just stop, please? Will you leave me --

I will be listened to.

I will say now what I've never said before,

and I will be listened to.

It's all because your father's death is on your conscience

- and the way he died. - Will you stop?

When all the words are sifted,

that is the hard fact that you've never been able to admit.

You carry it, festering inside you

till one day, like those other days,

like now, it explodes and punishes us both.

Stop it. Stop it. Just... Just stop it.

Think! When does it happen?

Always at a time like now.

You didn't avenge your father's death.

You let him die. You ran away.

And until you redeem yourself,

you'll never stop punishing yourself.

I don't want to hear any more, Dora.

Look, I just don't...

We're leaving Cross Creek tomorrow.

No.

Oh, yes, we are.

No, George.

It's carried us halfway across this country,

but I'm not running anymore.

I'm not leaving Cross Creek.

I'm going to think of my child and myself.

Oh, no. No, Dora. Don't say that.

Come on. Hurry it up.

Ah! Oh, I hate water.

- Just hate it. - It's getting light.

Where do you think we are now?

Well, I know this country real good.

According to my calculations, I make out Yellow Fork here,

Porterville there, and us here.

Now, it'll take that posse at least an hour

to pick up our tracks now we've traveled downstream,

so they must be about two... two hours behind us,

somewhere along here.

Well, we're gonna need fresh horses.

Well, there's a little town to the south I passed through once

about in here.

It ain't much of a place,

but it stuck in my mind because of one thing.

Too small to have a sheriff.

I figure we can get horses there.

That sounds first-rate.

What do you think, Vinnie?

How long will it take us to get there?

Sometime this morning.

This town with no sheriff, what's the name of it?

Cross Creek.

I never heard of it. Come on. Let's ride.

Today's Sunday.

We'll be just in time for church!

Don't forget your heavy socks.

Hmm? Yes. I have them here.

You sure you have your warm sweater?

Yeah, I...

Remember the night of the dance when we...

That's is the tie I wore. It's my good...

Dora, please come with me. Please.

- Please, Dora. - Will you get rid of the gun?

I will. I --

As soon as we got settled somewhere, I'd get rid of it.

I know. Cheyenne.

That's where you said it to me the last time.

Cheyenne -- the day we left for this place.

I won't be deceived again.

This time and in this town,

I told myself it could never happen again,

that we'd achieved some kind of peace and permanence.

I won't be deceived again.

George...

I love you and always will, with all my heart.

If someday you find out

you've conquered this awful thing that's in you,

I'll be waiting for you.

But until you're sure -- really sure --

I don't want to hear from you.

Dora.

Dora, don't let this happen to us.

- Don't -- Don't let it. - Will you destroy the gun today?

Now?

It -- It isn't...

You see?

That gun means more to you

than me or your child or anything else.

It doesn't -- No, it doesn't.

And the terrible part of it is you'll never be free of it

until you put another notch on it.

Goodbye, George. I'll pray for you.

I'll pray hard.

Give us this day our daily bread

and forgive us our trespasses

as we forgive those who trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.

For Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory

forever and ever.

Amen.

May the Lord bless us and preserve us from evil

and bring us into everlasting life.

Amen.

Amen.

I'm leaving that with you, Reverend.

I don't care what you do with it.

Just get rid of it.

See, I'm leaving Cross Creek.

- Leaving? - That's right.

Is it because of what you did yesterday?

Yes.

But why?

Why?

A lot of these people here know why.

They know.

They've seen it happen in other places.

They've seen it happen before.

You know, before you know it, top guns from all over

will be coming to Cross Creek to find out just how fast I am.

How do you know that?

Because trouble collects around a fast gun.

You know, there's a certain... certain kind of scum

that'll go 100 miles out of their way for a good fight.

This is a nice town.

This is a good town, and you don't want them here.

These men that you say would come,

how would they hear about it?

The story of a fast gun gets around.

The faster the gun, the faster the story travels.

Nobody outside of this town knows about it,

and we're all here in the church.

Suppose we don't tell anybody else.

How many of you wrote letters yesterday or... or this morning?

Will you raise your hand?

All of you here.

How many of you wrote in those letters

what you saw me do yesterday?

- That's one way they'd know. - Let 'em come.

As fast as you are, they wouldn't stand a chance.

Lars, I haven't worn a gun in years, and I never will again.

- But yesterday -- - Yesterday was a mistake.

That was a mistake, and it'll never happen again.

Never again.

Now will you come with me?

Yes, George.

Now... anybody who wants to buy my store

can deal through Lou Glover here.

And, uh, when we get settled somewhere, we'll write.

Now, wait a minute, George.

Now, listen.

George Temple has been a law-abiding member

of this community and a supporter of this church

since the first day he came here over four years ago.

I've never known him to speak ill of any man,

and I've never known any man that had cause

to speak ill of him.

He's not the sort that goes around making a lot of noise,

so maybe some of you haven't paid him much notice.

But if you've had any trouble in the last four years,

you've probably gotten to know him real well,

because he was always ready to help, whatever way he could.

You just -- just ask Joe Fenwick here.

Ask Tucker.

Ask me.

Lou, there's no point in bringing up --

George -- George, these things warrant telling.

Does Cross Creek have so many good men

that it can afford to lose George Temple so easy?

Everything Lou said about George...

I go along with.

Everything.

But... we've got no choice.

I lived in Kansas in a little town no bigger than this

before I came here.

One night a neighbor of mine got in a quarrel with a stranger.

The stranger outdrew my neighbor by a mile,

but his trigger jammed, and my neighbor killed him.

When they went through the stranger's pockets,

they found out that he was Cole Mansfield,

the top gun in them parts at the time.

Inside of a week,

killers from all over the territory started coming around

to see the man who was faster than Mansfield.

They drank heavy. They shot up the town.

They got in fights with each other.

Innocent people got hurt.

Now, this neighbor of mine, he was a good man, too --

a real good man and a credit to the community.

But in the end, we had to ask him to leave town.

We just had to.

I understand, Harvey.

Suppose nobody outside of this town

ever heard about what George did.

Those letters ain't gone out yet,

and the stagecoach won't be here again for another three days.

Now, then, suppose they never went out,

nobody here wrote anything else, or spoke about it again.

Not even a word, even to each other.

It could be done.

Lou, it wouldn't be as simple as all that.

But it could be done!

Sure! Sure, it could!

What do you say, Doc?

Well, George is right when he says it won't be easy.

But on the other hand,

everyone who knows about it is right in this church now.

That's a lot of people to keep a secret.

Well, I guess I'm about as big a blabbermouth

as there is in town, but I'm gonna keep it.

- So are me and mine. - I'm for it.

- So am I. - Me too.

Just wait a minute.

You're forgetting what Harvey just said

about what happened in that other town.

It's not going to happen here.

Suppose somebody talks by accident.

It could happen by accident.

Who's going to have that accident?

You, Harvey?

No, no. It won't be me. You can bet on that.

I'll swear it.

I swear before God

that no word of what took place here yesterday

will ever pass my lips.

I think we all ought to swear it, one by one, everybody...

...including the kids who are old enough to understand.

I swear before God

I'll never utter a word of what happened yesterday.

I swear to God.

I swear to God that I will never speak or write a word

about what happened outside my place yesterday afternoon.

I swear it.

I swear to God almighty

I'll never say a word about what happened yesterday.

- I swear I will never... - I guess we can stay.

...what Mr. Temple did yesterday.

That's what you wanted -- to stay, isn't it?

You -- You didn't tell them everything.

I swear before God

that I shall never tell what George Temple did...

I told them all that was necessary.

But not everything.

I'll never breathe a word

of what George Temple did yesterday.

You didn't swear to God.

I swear to God.

I declare to God that George's secret is safe with me.

Bang! Bang!

It's all right. Ain't nobody in here but a kid.

Ah.

Hey, now.

Did you ever see a more fetching sight?

How far behind us you think they are?

Better than two hours.

You go down to that stable we passed and get fresh horses.

Now!

But, Vinnie,

Swope says we got better than a two-hour lead on them.

What's the hurry?

All right, Vinnie.

All right, Vinnie. All right.

There's such a thing as being too careful.

Well, this sure is a quiet place.

Where is everybody, in church?

I'm talking to you, kid.

Are they all in church?

Why aren't you in church?

I used to go to a church like that once.

My aunt took me. She was very religious.

We went every Sunday.

You know the only thing I remember?

You know the only thing I remember?!

What?

The minister.

Always had a drop of sweat on his nose.

He'd get himself all worked up, and the sweat would be there,

the drop, hanging half on and half off.

Us kids would always bet whether or not it'd fall off

before the sermon was over.

I don't think we heard a word he said,

all because of that drop of sweat.

You're not much of a talker, are you?

Hey, he's got a wooden gun. Let me see it.

First gun I ever had was made out of soap.

Here.

Practice much?

Look.

Don't let anybody take a gun away from you

the way I did, kid.

Don't teach him too much, Vinnie.

He might end up being faster than you.

You'll never be faster than me.

I'm perfectly willing to go through life

as the second-fastest man.

Don't bother me at all. Not at all.

Hey, kid.

Come here.

Do you know who the fastest gunman

in the whole wide world is?

Oh, no, no. No, you don't.

But I'm gonna tell you.

He is.

No?

He says no. He says you ain't top gun.

He's only a kid.

You're not gonna listen to a kid, are you?

Let me see those.

The man who did this -- What's his name?

The man you think is the fastest gun -- What's his name?!

He won't answer if you frighten him.

Sonny... you ever seen this man you got in mind?

Hmm?

Did you? Where?

Here?

You saw him here, in this room?

When? When was the last time you saw him here?

Come on! When?!

- Yesterday. - Now listen, Vinnie.

We got other things on our mind today.

We haven't got any time to waste.

Besides, the kid probably don't know what he's talking about.

Probably making the whole thing up.

I swear I'll never say a word

about what Mr. Temple did yesterday.

- Where's Bobby? - Hmm? Thought he was here.

I swear before God that I will never tell a soul

about what Mr. Temple did yesterday.

I'd better go fetch him.

A man stood like there, and another man stood like there.

And Pa counted to three,

and they threw up the silver dollars.

- How many shots did he take? - Two.

- How far away was he standing? - He stood there.

Come on back inside, kid. Come on.

I saw King Jameson try that same trick

from half that distance -- just half --

and he missed.

Anybody can miss. It can't be done.

You didn't see it. Somebody told you about it.

No. I saw it.

What's his name? What's this man's name?

What's this all about? What's going on here?

This place is closed.

Who are you?

You're supposed to be in church. What are you doing here?

He was entertaining us, telling us a story.

He says there's a fast gun in this town.

No. No. That's not so. The boy talks too much.

Daydreams. Makes things up.

You know how kids do.

What's his name?

I can't tell you.

Sure, you can.

I can't. I took an oath.

I swore it.

I'm counting to three.

One.

Two.

What's the matter with you?

You crazy?

You're all right, kid. You got spine.

Your old man's all right, too.

- That was a gunshot! - Sounded like up the street.

Brian's out there. Brian's out there!

He looks like a bad one -- a real bad one.

I wonder what he wants.

We'll know soon enough.

We heard a shot.

That's right.

What was it?

Ah.

Boss was acting kind of crazy.

Brian. W-Was it Brian?

Boss didn't kill nobody. Not yet.

What is it you want?

There's a man in this town in that church

who's supposed to be very good with a gun.

My boss wants to meet him.

He wants your fast gun to walk out that door

and meet him on the street.

He don't want nobody else coming out that door

but your fast gun.

Who says we have such a man in this town?

Kid with a wooden gun.

He showed my boss those silver dollars.

Bobby! They've got my Bobby!

There's no need to get worked up, lady.

The kid will be all right. Nothing will happen to him.

Boss don't bother kids.

Or dogs.

He's very partial to kids and dogs.

What'll he do to Brian?

No tellin'.

Like I said, he wants to meet your fast gun.

He just wants to see how fast he really is.

Like I told you before, he's... kind of crazy.

He don't have much patience, and we're in a hurry.

So I wouldn't keep him waiting too long.

Your boss -- What's his name?

Harold. Vinnie Harold.

The one who killed Fallon?

The very same.

Like I said, I...

wouldn't keep him waiting too long.

If we only had some guns.

We've got one.

One isn't enough.

It's enough for one man.

You know, I was ready to leave

because I didn't want to cause you any trouble.

But you stopped me.

You can take him, George.

As fast as you are, you can take him sure.

I can testify to that.

And don't forget. I've seen them both.

I said I wouldn't wear a gun again.

I meant it, McGovern. I still mean it.

One of them is coming down the street

with three of Mr. Buddy's horses.

They're taking my pinto.

They're on the run.

That means they can't stay here very long.

I think we can outwait them.

It, uh, it looks like they're on the run.

I think we can outwait them.

What'll they do to Brian?

Will you all join me in a prayer?

I told them you was fidgety,

they shouldn't keep you waiting too long.

Did you spot anyone?

Not that I ever saw before.

Well, there's your horses.

There's one pretty good pinto in the bunch.

The others ain't as good as what we're leaving, but they'll do.

I'll take the pinto.

I, uh, already got your saddle on him.

Who's that?

He owns the place.

- I heard a shot. - You talk too much.

What are you looking at so hard?

The church?

What's up?

There's a top gun in that church,

and Vinnie's waiting for him to come out.

- Who is it? - We don't know.

Well, what if he don't come out?

How long you figuring on waiting?

Why?

Well, there's a posse dogging us.

You ain't forgetting that posse?

Like you said a while back, we got a two-hour start.

Oh, that was then. Now we ain't got near that much.

Like you said a while back,

there's no need in being too careful.

And now I'm willing to take that kind of risk.

We'll wait until the man comes out of the church.

But...

Look.

If we don't get moving, we're gonna be in a pack of trouble.

I know.

Well, Swope, do something, then. Talk to him!

Won't do any good.

You remember the girl who run off with the faro dealer

in El Paso?

Well, one thing he didn't tell you, Dink.

She was Vinnie's wife.

Ever since then,

he's been trying to prove something to himself.

He's got to know he's best.

Shut up!

Dink, you're barking up the wrong tree.

Swope don't want me to miss this fight.

He don't want me to miss any fight.

He wants to see me get killed.

He'd try it himself, but he ain't got the guts.

He wants somebody else to do it for him.

Well, maybe today is the day.

Maybe.

♪ Holy, holy, holy ♪

What's that?

♪ Lord, God... ♪

They are singing.

Singin'?

Ah! Well, uh, I guess there ain't nobody coming out.

We might as well get moving, huh?

He'll come out.

But, Vinnie, they're singin'!

Well, they'll stop singin'!

Go to the feed store. Get kerosene -- lots of it.

Pour it on every building in town!

Every building!

- What are you fixing on doing? - Do what I tell you!

The... church?

Every building!

You go to the church. Give them the message.

If their fast gun isn't out in five minutes --

exactly five minutes -- I'll burn their town down!

Don't you think one posse chasing us is enough?

Move!

♪ Blessed trinity ♪

♪ Holy, holy, holy ♪

♪ All the saints adore Thee ♪

You know, they don't sing half bad.

♪ ...around the glassy sea ♪

♪ Cherubim and seraphim ♪

♪ Falling down before Thee ♪

♪ Who wert and art ♪

♪ And evermore shalt be ♪

♪ Holy, holy, holy -- ♪

I told you my boss didn't have much patience.

Now he wants me to tell you this.

If your top gun ain't out in that street

in just five minutes, he's gonna burn the town.

- Burn the town? - How could he do such a thing?

Why would he burn the town?

Like I told you before, he's kind of crazy.

But these are our homes, everything we own.

He -- He can't do a thing like this.

Remember. Just five minutes.

Joe Fenwick... and Son.

Everything I own. That's everything I own.

You've done this to us, George Temple. You!

Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Listen to me.

We've listened to you enough.

He's the one got us into this.

I say he should go out there.

We got lot at stake out there, George.

Your store's out there, too.

It's not as if we were asking you to do something

you're not capable of.

We've got exactly four more minutes.

They're heading due west, probably aiming for Cross Creek.

My guess is they're looking for a change of horses.

We'll fan out, men.

Listen to me.

They're bound to find out who he is.

They'll burn the town to do it.

I say what are we waiting for?

I say let's put him out!

Just a minute, Harvey.

- There's no other way, Lou. - He's got to go out.

George... I'm not going to move a finger to force you out.

Not a finger.

And I won't tell them who you are no matter what they do.

But I'm asking you to go out and fight him.

I'm asking you for all of us.

Dora, if -- if it's some sort of a promise that he's made to you,

release him.

He's free to do as he will.

He always has been.

I've always hated guns, George, so I know how you feel.

But you hold the life of this town in your hand.

Doc's right, George.

A gun got us into this mess,

and the gun's the only thing that'll get us out.

This just ain't the time for ideals!

It isn't a question of ideals.

Then what is it, George?

We've got three minutes more.

What is it, George?

He's afraid.

Afraid?

That's right.

That's right. I'm... I'm afraid.

What's the matter?

Is there something wrong with that?

Is there any man here who's not afraid to go out there and die?

Is there any one of you? Any one of you?!

- As fast as you are? - As fast as I am!

- But you killed six men. - I didn't kill six men.

- I didn't kill... - The notches on your gun.

No. Harvey, no.

No.

Have any of you ever heard of George Kelby?

He was the sheriff who cleaned up Abilene.

That gun and the notches on it belonged to him.

He was George's father.

Right.

That's -- That's right.

I'm George Kelby's son.

My father's business was guns.

He... He was very good at it, he was very proud about it,

and he taught me everything he knew about guns.

He taught me until I was faster than he was.

But there's certain things

that one man can't teach another man.

I've never drawn against a man.

That's right.

And all the time he was teaching me, I hated guns.

I hated them.

And the day comes when somebody shows up

who thinks he's f-- he's faster than you are.

He thinks he can outdraw you, and he wants a showdown, and...

...then you realize why you hate guns.

It's because you're scared. You're scared right here.

You're afraid!

He told me -- My father said, "You can run if you want to.

You can go ahead. You can run.

But the Kelby name will always have to stay

and always have to fight."

So he did stay, and he fought, and he was -- he was killed.

See, I couldn't even --

I couldn't even fight the killer of my own father.

I...

They've got one minute.

Any sign of him yet?

No.

You'd think they'd have forced him out by this time.

What's the idea of that?

Oh. Well... you never can tell when we might get separated.

Dink! Get ready!

Light it up!

We've got less than one minute.

One of them's lighting a torch!

There must be something we can do -- something!

There is.

Hey! Vinnie Harold!

What do you want?

No need to light those fires. The man you want is coming out.

What have you got in mind, Lou?

I'm gonna put on George's gun and go out there.

You ain't fast enough for Harold.

Not even close to it.

You wouldn't have a chance, Lou.

You can't go out there. It'd be suicide.

We can't let you do that, Lou.

I was the one responsible for George staying,

and I was the one who forced him.

I'll take my gun, Lou.

But, George, y-you said you were afraid.

That's right.

I'm so afraid, I'm sick to my stomach.

George --

Just don't say a word, Lou,

'cause a word is just about all it would take to stop me.

Just don't say anything.

George...

George...

You know I've got to go out there, Dora.

You always knew this day would come.

What was that?

It was Dink.

He's gone.

Took one of the horses and rode out.

Why didn't you stop him?

More money for us.

Vinnie Harold.

There's a man standing out in front of the church.

Is he heeled?

Uh-huh.

How's he carrying?

He wears one, like he knew what it was all about.

Guess it's about time, huh?

Yeah, I guess it's about time.

Draw!

When I go out on the street,

I don't want you standing in here behind me alone.

Why don't you draw?

If you won't draw, ride.

Leave it alone.

I'm taking my share.

Leave it alone!

You watch me out there, kid.

You'll see I'm the fastest.

You the one who shot the silver dollars?

Yes.

By what name are you called?

Kelby.

George Kelby.

We met Dink Wells and Taylor Swope down the line.

They gave us quite a chase.

- Both killed? - Uh-huh.

This fella George Kelby must have been plenty fast.

He was the fastest man alive.

Then how come he's dead?

He wanted it that way.

Must give you a funny feeling to look at your own grave.

What's down there, Lou?

Oh, just a coffin full of stones

and the reputation of the fastest gun alive.

And the gun?

That's down there, too.

Well, I guess that takes care of everything.

I guess we can go home now.