All language subtitles for S2E8 - The Millie Davis

Isn't it the best
liquor in town?

Born a little less
than an hour ago, Millie.

Mrs. Winston never even
got to see it.

Now the poor little thing
has got nobody.

Well, you're holding it
all wrong.

Well, I figured you'd know more
about it than me or any of the boys.

Besides, it's a girl.

What am I supposed to
do with it?

Oh, don't you worry.

I'm starting a collection.

I know all you boys will want
to put in something for Millie.

For Millie?!

Yeah, well...

me and the boys ain't exactly
set up for a situation like this,

and we figured you're the
only fit one around here to do it.

Now, look, I've got a job!
I work here!

I can't take care of any kid!

Well, who's going to?

Her pa killed in that
snow-slide about three weeks ago,

and now her ma gone.

There just ain't
anybody else, Millie.

FLINT: Scouting for a wagon
train is not always a picnic,

but then again,
it's got its points.

Anytime you begin
feeling fenced in,

you can always drum up an excuse

to leave the wagons behind

and take off on your own.

I'm Flint McCullough.

I ride scout
for Major Adams' wagon train.

Now, this being
an election year,

the Major had a bet on
with Charlie

who was gonna be
nominated for President.

I don't get much riled up
with politics,

but this time it gave me
a reason to head into Cherokee,

where I could get
the latest newspapers and,

more important,
say hello to Millie again.

The same again, Pete, or do
you want me to come and get it?

Oh, sit still.

It's a pleasure to have
somebody acting like a customer.

One sarsaparilla, straight.

Thanks. Care for
a hand or two of blackjack?

Oh, I got work to do, Penny.

Why don't you go out
and play or something?

Ain't nobody out there
to play with.

Now, you mustn't say "ain't."
"Isn't" nobody out there to play with.

"Ain't" or "isn't"...
Nobody's out there.

Seems like there ain't... isn't...

Nobody anyplace these days.

Stagecoach ought to be along.

That'll liven things up a mite.

Howdy, boys.

Hello, Penny. Is your ma around?

She's upstairs. I'll get her.

No, don't fret yourself, honey.

We really wasn't
looking for her.

We were only askin'!

Pete.

You're sure looking great.

Don't he look great, Hank?

He sure does!

He looks great!

Sure goes down smooth.

Put something on the bar
besides your elbows.

Listen, Pete,
nine, ten years ago,

when this place was always
loaded, who was a good customer?

Me!

Hmph! They were all good
customers then. There was gold around.

Yeah. Now we're stuck here
in a ghost town,

you just as much as Hank and me.

Maybe we ought to have
a drink on that...

The three of us
are stuck here together.

PETE: Who's buying?

You mean our credit
ain't no good no more?

Talk to Millie. She's the boss.

Oh, Pete, you know what
Millie will say!

I know what she'll say too.

She'll say no.

Sorry, fellas.
I can't carry any longer.

I wish I could, but I can't.

But, Millie, we got us
a powerful thirst on us.

There's a well
right outside your shack.

Water is for bathing!

Who told you?

If I told you that we got
something big coming up,

would that make any difference?

Is it that vein you've been
close to for the last eight months?

It's bigger than that.
Am I right, Hank?

Never been righter.

Did you hear that Three-Fingered
Ike Daggett is on the loose?

I heard it. What about it?

He's a murderer.
He's wanted for bank robbery.

Anything you can think of,
he's wanted for it.

And besides, there's a
$1000 reward on his head.

And we aim to get it!

What do you plan to do,
put salt on Ike's tail?

I don't guess Millie believes
us about capturing Ike.

Well, did you believe it?

Cherokee.

If we hit that vein, Hank,
I swear,

I'm gonna take off from here
like a streak of summer lightning.

Ah! Ain't much
of a place anymore.

Even the buzzards give up
and gone off!

Psst! Judd!

I snuck you out a pint.

I figured if you were going after
Three-Fingered Ike, you could use it.

Penny, you're a little angel
of mercy if I've ever seen one.

I gotta get back now,
in case Ma notices.

Good luck with Ike.

Three-Fingered Ike.

Maybe he ain't so tough,
at that.

He ain't so tough.

Give me some of that brave talk.

I ain't quite got Old Ike
softened up yet!

Howdy! Flint!

Hi, Penny! Flint!

I rode a long way for that kiss,

and it was worth it too.

And this one.

Oh, Flint, you've been
missed around here.

We figured on the calendar
this'd be

about the time of year
you'd be through here.

I had it figured for next week.

I was going to take a bath.

And I was going to fix my hair.

You both look wonderful
just the way you are.

Hello, Pete.

When I get back, I'm
going to tell the Major

that Penny and Millie
never looked better.

How is the Major,
and Chuck Wooster?

Arguing, as usual.

This time they've got a bet
on who's going to be nominated

for the next President
of the United States.

Major fought under General Grant,
so you know where his money is.

You haven't heard,
have you? Out here?

The newspapers'll have it.

You're here now. That's the
most important thing of all.

The way these girls
have been carrying on, Flint,

you'd think they'd never
had a man around the place.

Why, Pete, everybody knows they've got
the best man in the whole town of Cherokee.

With me and Judd and Hank
the only men left around here,

that's as left-handed a
compliment as I ever come across.

Well, uh, maybe this'll
make up for it.

Real smokin' tobacco!

Gee, thanks, Flint!

The stuff I been usin'
tastes like floor sweepings!

This is for you, Millie.

Perfume, from Paris, France!

By way of St. Joe, Missouri.

Now, the lady told me that
it was a sure man-catcher.

Oh, I can use a barrel
of it. Thanks, Flint.

Well, let's see.

Seems to me there was
something else.

Oh, yeah.

There you are, Penny.

Not... not too fancy, but
it's the best one they had.

She's real pretty.

Hey! Now I've got someone
to play blackjack with.

You'd better go easy, Penny.

She's led a very strict life.

You're nice, Flint.
Now it's your turn.

What can I fix you?
A drink? Some dinner, maybe?

No. First I'd like
to get cleaned up,

and then I'll take you up
on your other offer.

Good. I'll show you your room.
It's all ready for you.

Flint? Yeah?

What Ma told you was right...
You've been missed.

Well, Penny, being missed is the
most wonderful thing in the world,

and don't you forget that.

Any sign of the stage?

No, nothing,
'cept that it's overdue.

As far as I'm concerned,
it can be a week late.

I wouldn't mind that myself.

Be quiet, Martha.
Screaming isn't going to help.

I'll thank you folks
to step outside.

I suppose you realize that what
you've done is a capital offense.

Speaking as an attorney, I can
promise you it will lead only to trouble.

The trouble I've got
piled up on me already,

I wouldn't even notice it.
Now, get out!

Anh-anh!

Ladies first.

Here.

I just want to make sure
you're not carrying iron.

Not much.

Don't apologize. I'll take it.

Murder and now robbery.

You'll hang for this.

Mister, there isn't enough
rope in the whole territory

for the amount of hangings
I've got coming.

Open your purses.

You'll not get far
on what's in here.

Oh! Good-looking fellow.

My son. Put it back, please.

For people without much
money on 'em,

you travel stylish.

Mrs. Winston happens to be
from Philadelphia.

Far from Philadelphia right now.

He's going to kill us, just
like he killed the two drivers!

Hush!

I'd suggest you start walking.

Out in this wilderness?!

Cherokee would have been
the next stage stop.

It's only three or four miles.

I'd take you, but...
I wouldn't be welcome.

Three or four miles?

Indians will find us!

What'll happen to us then?

Speaking for the Indians, ma'am,

in your case,
nothing would happen.

Ohh!

Penny!

All right, Penny, time for bed.

I know.

Come on, hurry.

Where in tarnation is my doll?

Well, why don't you look
under the table.

Must be that moonshine
Pete serves around here.

'Night, Ma. 'Night, Flint.

Good night, honey.

Good night, Penny.

What's the matter, Millie?
What's troubling you?

Oh, it's Penny.

Well, come on over here
and tell me all about it.

You heard her...
She sounds like a muleskinner.

She talks like one.
She thinks like one too.

She's just a baby.
She'll grow out of it.

I didn't mind it
when she was a baby,

but... oh, Flint,
she's 8 years old now.

She's never even been to school.

There are no schools
around here.

No kids for her
to play with, either.

There are other towns,
with schools and kids.

Oh, Flint, I'm scared.

I make enough from the
Arizona stage to keep us going,

but if it weren't for that,
I don't know what I'd do.

Why don't you sell out, Millie?

I can't find a buyer.
Nobody wants to buy this place.

I'd sell in a minute if I could.

You shouldn't be stuck out here.

I really should
get married, you know.

Just waiting for the right
fellow to come along?

No.

No, he's come along.

I'm still waiting.
Guess I always will be.

Millie, if things
were different...

If I were just settled...

Believe me, you wouldn't
wait any longer.

Well, it's nice being
almost proposed to, anyway.

Maybe I'll change one day.

No, I don't think so, Flint.

Not till there are
no more wagon trains,

no more rivers to cross,
mountains to climb.

Right now there's not a
river nor a mountain in sight.

Ohh!

This is Cherokee?

Y-yes, I'm sorry.
I didn't hear the stage.

Well, you won't.

We have been walking
the last three miles.

Walking? What's wrong?

Well, we were held up
and robbed.

Our driver and the guard
were murdered.

He just took our
luggage and drove off.

Are you all right?

We've made it this far.

You must be exhausted.

Pete! Pete! PETE: Coming!

Would you show
these people some rooms.

Sure thing.

Let me take your bag, ma'am.

I've carried it this far;
few more feet won't hurt me.

There'll be another stage
along in a few days.

Oh, that's quite all right.

We're planning to stay right
here in Cherokee for a while.

Yes, until certain business
we have here is finished.

Business? In Cherokee?

We can talk about it
in the morning.

Right now, all I want to do
is go to sleep.

Good night. Good night.

What kind of business
they could have in Cherokee?

Maybe she wants
to buy the saloon.

No, she doesn't look like
a saloon-keeper to me.

Good morning, Miss
Davis. Good morning.

Oh, it is Miss, isn't it?

It's Millie Davis.

Allow me to introduce myself.

I am Mrs. Howard Winston.

John Winston was my son.

Oh?

Thank you, Albert.

You see, I tried to
locate him for a long time,

and then I learned
that he had died,

here,

about eight years ago.

Well, I-I'm sorry.

I-I don't know anything
about that.

John had a wife,

a girl I must admit I did
not approve of at the time,

which is why they went west.

Surely you must have
known the Winstons...

A small community like this.

Well, there were... there were lots
of people in and out of here then.

I was also told
there was a child,

a little girl.

The child was born shortly
after John Winston died.

That would make her...
8 years old at the present time.

Now, I understand that you
have a little girl about that age.

Yes, I have.

Miss Davis, I have come
all the way out here

because I have what I believe
is reliable information

that this little girl
is my son John's child.

Well, you're mistaken.

She's mine.

Miss Davis, would it be possible

for us to see some proof...
A birth record, for example?

Nothing like that
was ever kept here then.

My dear, we don't mean to pry,

but where is this little girl?

Could we see her?

Well, she isn't here right now.

She's... she's out
riding with her father.

Her father?! Yes.
Flint McCullough.

Didn't you say
your name was Davis?

That's what I said,
Mr. Sykes. Millie Davis.

I guess you have to be real
brave to be a wagon train scout,

don't you, Flint?

Well, I don't know
how brave you've got to be.

Let's just say that it helps
if you don't scare easy.

I'd be scared,
out there all alone,

wild animals yowling

and Indians taking
potshots at you.

Penny, there's one thing
I've learned scouting...

An Indian will never
take a potshot at you...

unless he's mad at you.

How can you tell
when he's mad at you?

He takes a potshot at you.

Golly, Flint,

I hope you'll stay
around a while. It's fun.

Well, I've got to hang around
till the eastbound stage comes in.

If I don't bring those
newspapers back to Major Adams,

he'll skin me alive.

He wouldn't do that.

Well, he would
if he was mad enough.

I know. I'm supposed to say,

"How can you tell
when he's mad enough?"

But I'm not going to!

Penny, I wish I got
around here more often.

You and I could take
long rides like this,

have serious talks like this.

Penny, what are you gonna be
when you grow up?

You ever thought about that?

Sure have. I want to be
Mrs. Flint McCullough.

By the time
you're ready for that,

it's just possible
I'll be too old for you.

Then why don't you marry Ma?

You ain't too old for
her. "Aren't" too old.

You and Pete...
"ain't," "aren't," "isn't."

All sounds the same to me!

And don't try sliding
off the trail.

What about you and Ma?

Well, Penny, with the kind
of a job I've got,

I wouldn't see any more of you
and Millie than I do right now.

I guess you're right.

Still, it'd be nice to know you
had a pa out there, somewhere.

Even with the Indians
taking potshots at him,

and the animals yowling
and everything?

Even with all that,

'cause I know you'd come back.

You'd be something
to come back to.

Come on!

Come on!

Ma always likes me to leave a
few flowers when I pass this way.

Ma says they were
real nice people.

Did you know them, Flint?

No, but your Ma's
told me about them.

And from what she says,
you'd like 'em a lot too.

Well, shall we go?

Sit down, Albert.

What do you think of all this?

What I think isn't important.

What matters is that the
burden of proof is on us.

I'm still convinced I'm right.

I'm afraid I've been skeptical
from the very beginning.

Ever since that miner appeared
in my office with his story...

I have the feeling that we've
paid out good money for nothing.

It was my money, Albert.

But how do we now this young
woman isn't telling the truth?

Perhaps the little girl
is her own.

I don't like to say this,

but it certainly is possible that your
son's daughter is no longer alive.

I can't believe that.

I don't know why, Albert,
I just can't believe it.

You haven't even
seen the little girl.

I'm simply trying to prepare
you for a disappointment.

Howdy.

Penny.

Uh...

This is my daughter, Penny.

Mrs. Winston,

Mr. Sykes, her lawyer,

and her maid, Martha.

Howdy.

How do you do, Penny?

I'm sorry I missed you earlier.

Me and Flint were out at sunup.

He's teaching me how
to be a wagon train scout.

I see. Is that what you want
to be when you've grown up?

I ain't gonna be a miner,
that's for sure!

I hardly think mining would be a
suitable profession for a young lady!

PENNY: You hit the nail
on the head!

I got two friends
in the mining business,

and they can't make enough
to plug a rat hole!

All right, you run along
and get dressed.

Flint says you folks
are from the east.

That's right, in Philadelphia.

Is that in Kansas, or Missouri?

Good heavens!

You mustn't mind Martha, dear.

She's a bit of a snob.

Philadelphia is in Pennsylvania.

Is that one of them big towns?

Oh, one of the biggest.

That's the kind
to stay away from

if you've got anything
in your poke.

I beg your pardon?

I mean if you're
totin' any money.

These two friends of mine,
Judd and Hank,

went to a big town once.
Abilene.

Got themselves a bottle
and ran into a crooked wheel.

Next thing they knew,
they were out on the street

and dead busted!

Penny, will you please
run along?

See you later!

Oh...

and this young man?

Yes.

Uh... we didn't get time
for introductions last night.

This is the man
I was telling you about.

This is Flint McCullough.

FLINT: How do you do? I see.

Penny seems
quite attached to you.

Well, Penny, Millie, and I
are old friends.

To say the least!

I always drop in on them
whenever I'm in the territory.

It seems to me, young man, you're
taking your fatherhood very lightly.

Father?!

I-I know you told me
not to say anything,

but, well, this morning
it just blurted out.

You mean... you told
these people that I was...?

Well, I-I didn't mean to, but...

the secret's out.

Well, let's not
spread it too far.

Um... does Penny
know about this?

Naturally, we haven't
told her anything.

We will one day... Oh.

After we're married.

I shall never leave
Philadelphia again!

Well, you see,
Flint travels a lot,

and we never have much time
for what you might call formalities.

You might call them
that, indeed.

We often talk about it, though.

Uh... we're going to talk
more about it right now.

Excuse us. Millie.

Ha!

I don't believe a word of it.

All you have to do,
my dear, is prove it.

You'd better fix him
a drink, Pete.

He's just become a father.

PETE: Congratulations.

Start explaining, Millie,
and it'd better be good.

All right.

Mrs. Winston's here
to take Penny away with her.

Somebody told her that
Penny's her granddaughter.

It's true, isn't it?

I don't care what's true. Nobody's
going to take Penny away from me.

That's why I lied,
and I'll keep on lying.

Look, when Pete brought
Penny to me eight years ago,

I-I didn't want to take her.

I liked my job here. I liked
the men, and they liked me.

What did I want with a kid
hanging around my neck?

But I was stuck with her.

Eight years is a long time.

It's the other way around now...

I love Penny,
and she's stuck with me.

Oh, Flint, don't you see?
I can't! I...!

Millie, it might be
the best thing for Penny.

There'd be schools,
other kids...

all the things you said
you wanted for her.

Like Flint says, it might
be the best thing for her.

You're upset now, Millie.

Why don't you take some time,
think it over?

Flint...

the stage for the East will be
through here in a couple of days.

If we can just
keep it up that long,

Mrs. Winston will be
on her way back to Philadelphia.

Please, Flint,
just for that long.

You've got to help me, please.

All right, Millie,
if you think that's best.

See if you can find some cigars,
Pete, and I'll pass 'em around.

Isn't that what new fathers
are supposed to do?

It's been such
a long time, Hank,

I wouldn't know a nugget

if it stared me right
smack-dab in the eye.

Ain't any looking my way,
that's for sure.

My old grandpappy
told me one time,

he said, "Anything you can pull
out of the earth or out of the water,

and if'n you can't eat it,
fling it back."

He didn't know it at the time,
but he must have meant gold.

Hey, Judd, you read
writing, don't you? Yeah.

What does that say?

"U.S. Grant wins nomination."

What in tarnation is a paper from
Kansas City doing way out here?

Hank... look!

No driver. No horses.

No people, no nothin'!

Hank, I got me a suspicion!

Three-Fingered Ike's
still around here, yet.

You figure we ought
to go after him?

There's that $1,000.

Maybe we should.

Still and all...

money isn't everything, Hank.

You figure Ike
is still close by?

Well, if'n he is, we ought to go on
down to Cherokee and warn 'em!

That's the only
decent thing to do!

Hit me.

Beat 20.

Ah, you done it again.
I'm quittin'.

Mrs. Winston would like to
see you a minute, young lady.

She has a dress she wants
you to try on.

A dress?! What for?

Because she wants to see
how you would look in it.

I know how I'd look in it.
I'd look like a sissy.

I don't think so.

Why don't you go
put it on for me?

Is it all right, Ma?

Yes, I guess so.

Thanks.

You can, uh,
still change your mind.

No.

Well, guess I ought
to keep out of this.

After all, I'm the fellow
that did you wrong.

You know, if you had any
decency, you'd marry the girl.

Uh, Miss Davis...

I'd like to speak to you
about Penny.

Alone, if I may.

I'm sure Penny's father
has a right to hear

anything you have to say,
Mr. Sykes.

Very well.

Mrs. Winston is going to be
a very disappointed woman

if she has to go back to
Philadelphia without the little girl.

I'm sorry,
but I can't help that.

She's still convinced, you know,

that Penny is her son's child.

That's too bad.

You may not know it, but Mrs.
Winston has a considerable fortune.

She could give the girl advantages
that she might not get here.

I am not giving Penny up,
Mr. Sykes.

If it would help you
to change your mind,

I am prepared to offer,
say, $5,000, cash.

You tell Mrs. Winston
she can keep her money!

Mrs. Winston doesn't know
anything about this.

I was hoping we could
settle this between ourselves.

Well, I'd rather not
talk about it anymore.

Millie! Millie!

Millie!

Oh, Flint, we just
seen the stagecoach

at the foot of the hills
just east of here!

We know, Judd, we know.

Mr. Sykes here
was a passenger on it.

Mr. Sykes,
this is Judd and Hank.

They live here in Cherokee.

Live here? We founded the town!

Oh, well, then, gentlemen,

you must know Penny very well.

Know her? We were
there that night when...!

Judd, Judd!

Bet after this long run, you and
Hank could use a drink, couldn't you?

Oh, boy, we're parched!

Only... well, we sort of
come in empty-handed.

Your credit's always good
here, boys. Come on to the bar.

How 'bout a little
Two-Handed, Mr. Sykes?

Uh, yes, all right.

Fix 'em up, Pete,
anything they want.

You mean our credit is good?

How do I look?

JUDD: Penny, you sure
look pretty in a dress!

I hope you'll excuse me.

Come in. Thank you.

I'm sorry about the dress.
I hope you're not angry.

No, I'm not angry.

I realize I took
unfair advantage.

I... I did it out of
guilt for my son.

Mrs. Winston, if you came here
to cry on my shoulder, you...

I have never cried.

I wish I could.

Then perhaps I could
ask my son's forgiveness.

It's a little late
for that, isn't it?

It's a little late
for everything for me, now.

I had hoped to take back
a granddaughter.

Well, I've given up that hope.

But there is still
one thing left to me,

and I've come to ask
for your help.

I'm... not making any promises.

What is it?

I'm told that John,
my son, is buried near here.

Would you happen to know where?

If you could cry, Mrs. Winston,

now'd be the time.

Yes.

Now would be the time.

They told me John
was caught in a snowstorm

and his body was found
on a hillside.

And Ann...

can you tell me how she died?

Yes, I can tell you.

She died in childbirth.

Penny?

I lied to you
about her being mine,

about Flint McCullough.

I wanted to keep her to myself.

Today when I saw her
in that dress, I...

I knew she had to go
back with you.

Wouldn't be fair to her
to hold onto her any longer.

I couldn't give her
all the things she needs,

things she'll never have
a chance to get out here.

When that stagecoach comes,
she'll be on it with you.

Oh, my dear,

thank you seems such
a small thing to say.

We'd better get back.
I've got to talk to her.

Hi, Ma, where have you been?

Oh, I, uh, I took
Mrs. Winston out for a ride.

She's quite nice,
don't you think, Penny?

Sure, she's all right.

That maid of hers
gives me a pain, though.

I imagine Martha's all right,
once you get to know her.

Only I ain't gonna get to
know her, 'cause she'll be gone.

Penny...

you know, you're
8 years old now,

and, well, it's time
we talked about some things...

About he kind of schools
you ought to go to,

and what you want to be
when you grow up.

I told Flint I want to be
Mrs. Flint McCullough,

but he turned me down.

You know, Mrs. Winston
was telling me

that back in Philadelphia,
where she lives,

they have lots of fine
schools for little girls.

She said she'd like to have
you go back there with her.

I couldn't leave you here, Ma.

Well, I belong here, Penny.
You don't.

I belong with you.

Not anymore.

Look, I'll try to
explain it to you.

You know the clearing
where we go once in a while?

Mm-hmm.

Well, the two people
buried there

are John and Ann Winston.

Now, John was
Mrs. Winston's son.

He was also your father, Penny.

My father?

Ann Winston was your mother.

You see, I've just been
taking care of you

until your real family
came along.

That's why Mrs. Winston's
here now.

You ain't my ma?

Do you want me
to go back with her?

Oh, Penny!

Penny, I want
what's best for you!

I want you to have
all the things you need!

But I've got everything I need!

I've got you and Pete

and Judd and Hank,

and sometimes Flint,
and a horse, and everything!

That may be
enough for now, but...

but it won't be
after you're grown up.

Then I don't want to grow up.

We all have to grow up sometime.

I just learned that myself.

That's why I...
I told Mrs. Winston

you'll be going back with her.

Do I have to, Flint?

Well, I think you should, Penny.

You know...

sometimes we have to do things
that we don't understand,

at least not right away.

But then, later on,

when we're older and we've
had a chance to think,

we do understand,

and then we're glad
at what we've done.

Well, if you both think so,

you're older
and smarter than me.

Well, I'd better
get supper started.

We'll have lots of time
to talk tonight.

Come on, give me a smile.

That's a girl.

I don't understand it.

The last time we come in there,

we didn't have no credit.

Today, there ain't nothin'
too good for us.

Yeah. Last time
we get thrown out,

this time we get
liquor for leaving.

I don't get it,
but I sure do enjoy it.

There's something behind this.
They think we know something.

We don't know nothin',
Judge... 'least ways I don't.

That's because you don't
keep your ears open.

Didn't you hear the name of that
lady in them there fancy clothes?

When I'm drinkin' free liquor,

I don't hear nothin'!

It was Winston.

Now, think back, Hank, to
the day that Penny was born.

What was the name of that
young couple that had her?

Uh... why, uh... Winston!

And that lady
was here to get Penny,

only she couldn't prove
that Penny wasn't Millie's girl.

Oh, so Millie and Pete give
us liquor to get out of there!

Ho ho! So we wouldn't speak up!

Yeah, but we wouldn't
say nothin'. Yeah.

'Course, it don't hurt nothing
for them not to know that.

You know somethin', Hank?
We got ourselves a gold mine.

Yeah. And when it runs out,

there's more
where this come from!

Three-Fingered Ike!

C-come in.

Penny!

What are you doin' up here
after dark and all?

I'm running away, that's what.

Well, you sit right down there
and tell us about it.

I'm sorry we ain't got
any sarsaparilla to give you.

I ain't thirsty, just sleepy.

Hank, fix her a bed. Sure.

Now let's hear about it.

There ain't much to tell,

except that I found out
that Ma ain't my ma,

and I got to go to someplace
called Philadelphia.

That ain't such
a bad deal, Penny.

I hear tell this Philadelphia's
a right smart town.

But I don't want to go there.

I want to stay here with Ma...
I mean, Millie.

Well, what do you want us to do?

I want you to hide me here,

just until the eastbound
stage pulls through.

Then Mrs. Winston will be gone,

and I can go home.

That all right with you, Hank?

Well, Penny's our friend,
ain't she?

You stay right here.

In the morning, we'll hide
you out in one of the old mines

'cause Flint's gonna be up
here looking for you for sure.

I don't know. If some lady
come to me and said I had to go

to Philadelphia
or somewhere, I'd go.

She got money, this lady?

Ma says she's real rich.

She can give me all the
advantages, whatever that means!

Don't you fret
yourself none, Penny.

If you don't want to go
with her, you don't have to,

and they ain't nobody
going to make you!

Nobody?

Yipe! Ike!

I saw your light,

so I stopped by
for some provisions.

But this young lady arrived

before I could do any
business with you gentlemen.

Hank? Yeah?

Fix him up with some food.
Anything in the house.

You're probably anxious
to be on your way.

Yes, you can fix me some food,

but I'll have it here.

I'm staying.

Oh. Well...

pour yourself a drink.

It's real good stuff!

Thank you. I don't use it.

Are you the one
that robbed the stagecoach?

Yes.

A very disappointing venture,

especially now that I hear
that Mrs. Winston has money.

Maybe you hadn't ought to
hang around here.

People will be up here the first
thing in the morning looking for Penny.

Of course they will...
At my request.

Now, sit down, gentlemen.

Now, we need to talk this over.

Her horse is gone, Millie, but
she can't have gone very far.

I'll go look for you.
Just take it easy.

When we get her to Philadelphia,

I'll keep an eye on her.

Well, it's quite obvious she
didn't want to go to Philadelphia.

Does she make a habit
of running away? Oh, no.

JUDD: Millie!

He's got her!

He's got Penny! Who?

Ike! Three-Fingered Ike!

He's got Penny and Hank
up at the shack,

and he wants $10,000!

$10,000?!
We don't have anything...!

Albert, how much money
do we have left?

Oh, about 5,000.
Let me have it, please.

That's only five.

He'll take that.
I'll take it up to him.

I'll go with you. I don't
want you to do that, Millie.

All right,
I'll saddle your horse.

My gun's up in the room. Get it.

Ike!

Are you in there?

Now, who are you?

I'm Flint McCullough.

I brought the money.

Well, bring it in.

Now, stop right there.

You won't be needing your gun.

Ah! Don't touch it!

That's not ten.

Five is all they've got.

The deal was for ten.

I want five more.

You've got an hour
to get back and get it.

I wouldn't be wasting any time.

All right, I'll go.

First let the girl
go to the door.

Her mother's outside.

I'd like her to see that she's
all right. Well, can't you tell her?

She'd feel better
if she could see for herself.

All right, little girl.

Go ahead.

Run, Penny!

Whoa!

Whoa!

You got the newspapers?
Fresh from San Francisco.

PETE: Got some
passengers for you. Good!

Goodbye, Mrs. Winston.
Goodbye, Mr. McCullough.

Mr. Sykes. Goodbye.

Well!

You be a good girl

when you get to
Philadelphia, do you hear?

I won't be a saint, Flint,
but I'll be as good as I can.

Okay.

Now, wait a minute, you're not
gonna need these where you're going.

'Course not, Flint.

I'm gonna get me those big city
fancy ones with the golden edges.

And she's going to teach me
how to play blackjack.

Oh.

Well, I came out here
to find a granddaughter,

and now I have a daughter too.

Don't you think it's
possible, Mrs. Winston,

that your daughter
might like a moment alone

with the "father"
of your granddaughter?

It's gonna be a while, Millie.

I guess there aren't many
wagon trains going to Philadelphia.

Maybe I can get the Major
to send me back sometime.

Goodbye, Millie.

Care for a nip, Flint?

No, thanks, Judd. I've got to be
getting back to the wagon train.

So long, fellas.

Now, you remember what I
said, Penny. You be a good girl.

Goodbye, Millie.

Well, good luck, Pete.

So long, Flint.

♪ Roll along ♪

♪ Wagon train ♪

♪ Rolling over prairie
where there ain't no grass ♪

♪ Rolling over mountains
where there ain't no pass ♪

♪ Sitting on a board,
eyeing the weather ♪

♪ Praying to the Lord
we stay together ♪

♪ Side by side
on the wagon train ♪

♪ Wagon train ♪

♪ Roll along ♪

♪ Picking up a passenger
in every town ♪

♪ Wondering if he's ever
gonna shoot you down ♪

♪ Looking for a pal,
ain't it a pity ♪

♪ Looking for a gal,
needn't be pretty ♪

♪ If she'll ride
on the wagon train ♪

♪ Wagons, ho! ♪

♪ Gotta keep 'em on the run ♪

♪ Time to go ♪

♪ And follow the sun ♪

♪ Roll along ♪

♪ Wagon train ♪

♪ Never had a cabin
near a general store ♪

♪ Only had a wagon and a .44 ♪

♪ Sitting on a board,
eyeing the weather ♪

♪ Praying to the Lord
we stay together ♪

♪ Side by side ♪

♪ On the wagon train ♪