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Hide peddlers.

I'd rather fandango with a blind buffalo.

Miss Kitty, you oughta open up a dancin' school.

That's not a bad idea, Verna.

You all right, April?

I'm fine, Miss Kitty.

You'll get used to bein' trampled.

And it ain't as if you never seen the inside of a saloon before now, is it?

Goodnight, Verna.

Well, what'd I say?

I didn't say nothin'.

Goodnight.

Sure. Night.

Goodnight, Miss Kitty.

Goodnight, April.

Sam, that peddler that you hustled outta here.

If he comes back, don't serve him.

I'm glad you said that, Miss Kitty.

I'm gettin' too old to butt heads with that redneck every time he comes to town.

Oh, buck up, honey.

Tomorrow night the freighters'll be rollin' in.

And when their dust settles, we can look forward to pay day for the soldier boys.

It's a continuous round of gaiety and broken arches, this life.

- Goodnight, Verna. - Sweet dreams.

I didn't mean to scare you, April.

I can't have you yellin'... talk low.

Please, April.

Get out of here, Keith. Now.

I didn't expect much of a welcome.

Get out.

I can't.

Found him nosin' the water trough when I opened up this mornin', Marshal.

Sweatin' just like he is now, only worse.

Must've wandered in sometime durin' the night.

This horse has got colic pretty bad.

You never saw the horse before, Hank?

No.

I'd say he was a fair work horse one time, though.

This blood couldn't be more than three or four hours old.

Expect that's the reason this horse was rode pretty near to the ground,

'cause somebody was a-chasin' the rider on it.

Maybe. Yeah.

There's no maybe to it.

I'm the one that chased him in here.

Appears like I give him a little bit more than a nosebleed.

- This your horse, Arno? - Wouldn't be here if it wasn't.

Where is he, Marshal?

That horse thief didn't turn toes up on me, did he?

Sound like you'd be plumb disappointed

if we was to invite you to a funeral, Mr. Arno.

Not if there was a hangin' first.

That's what every horse thief deserves.

Arno, suppose you just tell me what happened?

Well, I caught this horse thief ridin' outta my corral.

- When? - Oh, last night about sundown.

Emptied my rifle at him.

Sun was right in my eyes. Don't know if I hit him.

- He kept ridin'. - Oh, you lit out after him?

You don't think I'd be fool enough to light out after him with dark comin' on.

Take a chance at gettin' bushwhacked for the likes of this crow bait?

That's what this town pays high prices for law officers to do, Deputy.

Arno, I'm gonna need your mark on a complaint.

Suppose you wait in my office.

The last time I give you my mark, I didn't get nothin' for it.

Seems like that's all you collect, Marshal,

is a lot of paper.

Matthew, how you got the patience

to put up with his blabberty mouth is somethin' I'll never know.

Festus, why don't you double back along the road to Arno's place,

see if you can pick up any signs.

Could even be this fellow, whoever he was,

might have fallen off in the brush or something.

Right, Matthew.

And, Newly, why don't you check the hotels and lodges around here?

See if anybody's checked in hurt.

Yes, sir. You bet.

They found the horse.

Marshal know who they're lookin' for?

A wounded horse thief.

I didn't steal that horse, April.

I borrowed it.

You borrowed it?

So Mr. Arno shot you to show his gratitude.

My horse went lame east of Arno's.

He wasn't around, so I left mine there and I saddled up one of his.

You couldn't have waited for him?

Clint and Harry were waitin' for me in Garden City.

I was in a hurry.

Just my luck.

Arno rides up just as I'm... Just as I'm takin' off.

Was it luck when you and your two friends got caught cross-branding cattle?

Oh, we've been through that, April.

A few strays we rounded up from that trail outfit... they never were missed.

I mean, it wasn't like we was doin' harm to anybody, was it?

Keith...

you grew up in this town.

The people here know you.

You could give yourself up.

- Explain things. - Explain?

You know I've got five years' probation hangin' over my head.

That judge said I come before him again I serve every bit of that five years.

You know that.

So why do you run to me?

'Cause you're my wife.

What do you want me to do, drop someplace in the dirt?

You know better than that.

But I know I can't keep hiding you in this room.

Why not?

It's only gonna be a couple days until I'm well enough to ride.

You owe me something, April. I... I'm...

The only time you come to me is when you're hurt or you're in trouble.

And I owe you.

Oh, Doc.

April, here are these pills I told you about.

Now you just follow directions.

Thank you, Dr. Adams.

How are you feelin'?

Fine. Thank you.

Stop by and see me this evening.

What was that all about?

Oh, it's nothing need concern you.

You sick or something?

Just nervous sometimes.

About me, huh?

Well, you sure haven't helped much.

I can stay, can't I?

Huh?

Better get a fresh bandage on you.

How's April this morning?

She's gonna be fine.

Kitty, you knew she was pregnant, didn't you?

Yeah. I knew it.

You know, it's not good for her to be workin'.

It's not good for her not to be workin'.

She's gotta eat, you know.

She needs some help.

All right, you do what you can, and...

I will, too.

You handled me rough last night, Barkeep.

It was closing time, Mister.

Well, it ain't anywheres near closin' time now.

So you just set up a bottle and we'll sip a little and talk a little

about how you treat cash-on-the-counter customers.

I'm sorry, I can't serve you.

- What was that? - Boss's orders.

And who might the boss of this slop-pen be?

I am. I gave the order.

Well, you sell watered whiskey, saloon woman.

And this barkeep here short-changes the customers.

Get out. Now.

I spent ten dollars in here last night.

I figure that entitles me to space at your bar.

Same as any other man.

Sam, give him his money.

One false move outta you and I'll hand your head to the boss-lady.

Let him go.

I don't take to a gun pointing at me, Red.

If you don't let him go, I'm gonna do more than just point it.

Nobody throws me out of a saloon.

And that's something I'll be provin' to you, woman.

Hold on here. What's goin' on?

He starts trouble every time he comes in here.

I got a right to drink here.

Get out.

Now get out of here.

Next time you show up in this town without being sober,

it'll be your last time. Get movin'.

Maybe you shouldn't be sitting up so soon, Keith.

Sooner I'm up and movin', the better.

Gettin' restless.

Restless? For what?

I told you.

Clint and Harry are waitin' for me in Garden City.

Off to another rainbow.

It ain't no rainbow.

Those Dakota hills are honeycombed with gold.

That deal I told you about with old man Thompson, that's still on.

I get a third of a share for working his claim.

Why don't you come with us?

And live in a mining town shack?

Just at the beginnin'. Then it's gonna be a mansion.

I'm tellin' you. I got a hunch about this.

Keith, you've been living your whole life on hunches.

This is different.

Listen, when I get back from them Dakota goldfields,

well, then we'll talk about settlin' down, right?

But it's not gonna be a crummy place. It's gonna be a fancy place.

It's gonna be a spread with a herd of cattle and ranch houses, right?

Fancy carriage for you and pretty... Where you goin'?

I've gotta go to work.

I'd have sure bet against you savin' Matt Dillon's life,

or anybody else's for that matter.

You never did like me too much, did you, Doc?

Well, you never gave me very much reason to.

I was at your mother's death bed, Keith. Where were you?

Someplace.

Well, I'll give you this much.

It was a pretty unselfish thing for you to do... savin' Matt.

Especially when you knew you'd just get prison out of it.

I wouldn't want you to think that you were wrong about me, Doc.

Well, now, what... What's that supposed to mean?

Well, plinkin' that peddler, tell you the truth,

that was just a... just an accident.

I was cleaning my gun, and it went off.

You know, I don't understand you at all.

Me neither.

It's not a question of the bail, Kitty.

You could put up ten thousand dollars. I still couldn't release him.

I'm sorry, April.

I always thought you could get out on bail for horse stealin'.

Yeah, but not if you're on parole.

I'm still gonna have to take him up to Bucklin for a hearing.

And then off to prison?

The judge is bound to go easy on him. Isn't that right, Matt?

Well, it depends.

He could've let you die, Marshal.

I realize that, April.

Can he travel, Doc?

Any time you say.

All right, Keith. Let's go.

Keith, I want to thank you again.

You saved my life.

Just saw a chance to make a little character for myself, Marshal.

- Nothin' personal. - Marshal, please.

He didn't steal the horse.

He... He traded it.

Almost call it borrowed.

It don't make no difference, April.

If you take a horse that don't belong to you, it just don't make no difference.

Especially with Arno bringin' that complaint against me.

Like you to write.

Let's go, Keith.

That's the one. The blaze-faced mare.

- Are you sure? - Sure.

You see she's lame.

Just a bruise on the knee, though. She'll be all right in a couple of days.

Bring this filth on to my property without my permission, Marshal?

Arno, where'd you get that blaze-faced mare?

That's my business.

Well, did you buy it, or does it belong to Lavery here?

Belong to him?

Whose word are you gonna take?

Mine or the word of a thief?

The livery in Bucklin will back me up, Marshal.

I paid $80 for that mare.

She's got the best seat on her a man can ride.

Well, what about that, Arno?

Now, if what he's saying is true,

he left his horse here with you when he took yours.

Now, why'd you withhold that little piece of information?

Don't you legal-tongue me, Matt Dillon.

I got rights.

What rights is that?

You're preferring charges against this man and yet you're holding his property.

Seems to me like maybe you're hoping he won't be able to prove ownership.

I think Judge Brooker's gonna have a few questions to ask about that.

Whose word are you gonna take?

Mine or the word of this scum?

You didn't answer my question.

It was a... It was a... It was a legal swap.

It was a legal swap.

He brought this horse in here lame.

Nobody's gonna take his word against mine.

I see. Now it was a swap, then?

You're droppin' the theft charges?

Maybe.

Maybe. Maybe. Yes.

But the swap still sticks.

The swap still sticks.

Don't you come back here with that crow bait

and then say that you've been cheated.

You understand me, sonny?

Yep, I understand, Mr. Arno.

Well, Keith, I'll wire Judge Brooker and tell him he's droppin' charges.

Looks like you're a free man.

Yes, sir. I wanna thank you, Marshal.

Yes, sir.

April tells me you're headin' for the Dakotas.

Yep. Goldfields. Me and my two sidekicks.

Pretty rough life for a woman, isn't it?

Well, I'm gonna send for April later.

She's gonna be livin' in style, Marshal.

Not workin' in no saloon no more.

Keith, I've known you for a long time.

You're always running off somewhere, tryin' to set the world on fire,

and yet you're always coming back empty-handed.

Why don't you settle down for once?

I could get you a job right here in Dodge.

- Doin' what? - Well, maybe workin' at the tannery.

Scrubbin' hides?

What's wrong with that?

Marshal, when I get back from the Dakotas,

I just might be buyin' that tannery.

What I might be doin'. I might be buyin' it.

Thanks again, Marshal.

Drink up, folks. All on me tonight.

Well, at least to the tune of what I got in my pockets.

Startin' out fresh.

Empty pockets and a light head.

There's a heap of truth in that, I'd say.

They ain't nothin' in his head.

Verna, honey, you know what we need? We need some champagne.

Hmm? Why don't you... Why don't you get a bottle of champagne

and pour some for Miss Kitty and my lovely wife there, hmm?

Why don't you tell him, April?

I made up my mind about that.

If he won't stay for me, I don't want him.

I don't want him out of pity or feeling obligated.

I'm not sure you're doing the right thing.

Well, everybody havin' a good time here?

Say, Newly, you know Doc really fixed me up good.

Right about now, I feel like I could wrestle me a herd of steers.

That's not a bad thought, Lavery.

There's pretty good wages in it.

Wages?

I'm gonna tell you somethin'. I'm gonna make you a bet.

In about six months, I'm gonna ride in town, right?

In the fanciest, biggest carriage this town's ever seen.

And then I'm gonna... I'm gonna pull right up in front of the bank.

Whoa, there.

And Old Man Bodkin's gonna come out with the red carpet, see?

Now, why's he got a red carpet?

Well, he's got a red carpet because half the money in the bank belongs to me.

I set it all down.

And you know what I'm gonna do then,

I'm gonna throw the biggest party that this town has ever seen.

Hey, April.

April.

You know, I've seen some fools drinkin' in here,

but you deserve some sort of a prize.

The Marshal got you a job, and you're throwin' it over your shoulder.

You've got a good wife upstairs who loves you, and you're treatin' her the same way.

That gold mine of yours is nothin' but a hole in the ground.

What you've got here doesn't need provin'.

Now, I'm gonna make you a little bet.

In six months, you won't have a wife and you won't have a job.

I'll lay you odds right now

that any future rainbows you see are gonna be through a cell window.

April?

Honey.

We got something to drink to.

I guess we have, Keith.

I've been thinking it over.

Thinkin' over what?

We stood in front of the preacher and we said certain words.

Well, maybe I didn't know what I was saying...

the meaning behind those words.

I... I guess I'm not followin' you.

Accepting you for what you were.

For what you are.

A man bent in his ways.

I guess you'll never change, Keith.

And I... I suppose it's not in my right to try and change you.

I... I do love you.

Enough to see you go your own way if that's what will make you the happiest.

That love you're talkin' about, that... That goes both ways, you know.

You never doubted that, did you, April?

I guess... women always do some doubting.

We got a toast to make.

To the Dakota goldfields.

Nope.

Mr. Hubert's tannery.

- Night. - Oh, goodnight, Mr. Hubert.

Clint! Harry!

Whoo!

Yee-haw!

Do you know them, Mrs. Lavery?

Yes, I know them.

They're Keith's friends.

Looks like the cock-a-doodle-doo.

The boss-man.

Mr. Hubert, hey, this is my friend, Clint, and Harry.

They're my friends.

Well, I'll... I'll get this straightened right away,

Mr. Hubert, sir.

Yes, you do that, Keith.

Your wife brought your lunch pail.

Um, appreciate that.

Thank you.

Do you actually work for that old coot?

Yeah, I'm learnin' the old tanner's trade.

That's what I'm doin'.

Well, I hope you're learnin' somethin'.

How do you stand this place?

We're gonna have to cut our own hides off to get rid of the stench.

We waited for you, Keith, boy.

Well, that's a story.

Yeah, we heard. From the Garden City paper.

Oh. Well, you know, I guess, why I didn't show, then.

Yeah, but you got freed.

The charges was dropped.

Well, I...

I figured you two would be long gone by the time I got there.

- Without you? - Sure.

Hey, Old Man Thompson's waitin' for us in Kansas City.

He expects you to be with us.

Hey, look at this, Keith boy.

Old Thompson gave us this.

I had it assayed.

It comes out to almost 80 dollars a ton.

80?

We'd be rich in six months, Clint.

Buy everything we ever wanted.

Uh-huh.

I...

I changed my mind about goin', though.

I knew it. What'd I tell you?

Hey, Keith.

The three of us, huh?

Everything together.

Easy money.

Pretty gals to steal it from us.

That's what it's all about.

Not workin' for nickels and dimes in a hog wallow.

Not for you.

Well, I won't be doin' it forever, will I?

You know, I think this stench done rotted his brain.

I'm gonna give it a try.

Keith, everything together.

At least it was.

Until that saloon gal got her fingernails in his curly hair.

Clint, you boys'll do fine without me.

Well, I guess that cuts it.

No, it don't!

Now, it's your fault that we're flat broke!

What are you talkin' about?

We had to wait around for you.

Lost our horses, saddles, outfits, everything.

Harry here ain't got much poker sense.

We got swamped in that saloon.

We had to dig post holes

for the stage fare to come over here and fetch you.

Now ease off, Harry.

It ain't his fault.

He didn't force you to sit down with that jackleg gambler.

I can ask Mr. Hubert.

Maybe he'll take you two guys on here.

Oh, thanks a lot.

No, no, we'll...

We'll... we'll figure out how to outfit ourselves somehow.

Here, Keith boy, you keep that.

Time we get back from the goldfields,

we'll be pavin' the streets with that stuff.

You haven't said a word since you came home.

I'm tired.

Do you wanna talk about it?

I saw.

The three of you.

Like school boys.

Glad to see each other, that's all.

You said they'd go on without you.

I figured wrong.

Don't let your dinner get cold.

Oh, I'm not hungry.

Oh, I was praying they wouldn't come back.

At least until we had a little more time.

I still said no to 'em.

But did you tell them to get out of town?

To leave you alone?

They're my friends.

Friends?

Who left you guarding those stray yearlings?

Who ran when they saw trouble coming?

There wasn't any point in us all getting caught.

We've been through this.

I didn't go to jail.

It was no thanks to them.

What's the matter with you?

What is it you got against them two?

Couple guys like a little excitement. That's all.

Who don't care how they get it.

You talk as if they're outlaws or somethin'.

Someday they'll want something bad enough to cross that line.

You've always had it in for them, haven't you?

You can't stand seein' us have a laugh.

Raise a little dust. Little excitement.

You can't stand that, can you?

- That's not true. - Yeah, that is true.

I think it's only a matter of time for those two.

And you, if you don't cut them off.

Oh, Keith, I've seen a lot of Clints and Harrys...

Right. I keep forgettin' that I met you in a saloon.

That door opens from both sides, Keith Lavery.

Well, the point is, he came back to you last night.

Drunk.

It happened in Bucklin, too.

The night before he left me.

And you thought he'd gone off with those two friends of his, right?

Where else?

He was right here.

Concentrating on his bottle all by himself.

Alone?

I was certain he went straight to them.

Kitty, I'm sorry.

What for?

I don't mind being rooted out of bed at 6:00 a.m.

by a panicky wife.

Did he go to work this morning?

Yes.

But he didn't say a word at breakfast.

You still haven't told him

that he's working for more than just the two of you?

No.

I felt sure his friends would return.

I... I just wanted to see what he would do

feeling he had no responsibility except to me.

You came to me for advice, right?

All righty.

Let's get right down to the facts.

A normal, healthy, pregnant female

is supposed to be selfish.

So be selfish.

Honestly, with no more silly excuses.

Be sure of your man.

Yes, but, Miss Kitty, what if he panics?

What if I drive him away?

It's better to find out about it now than later.

Now, look...

you go home and you fix him a good dinner tonight.

Open that.

And tell him.

Now, if you don't mind, I'm goin' back to bed.

Oh, you're lookin' a little peaky today, Keith, boy.

Now, if I didn't know you was a family man,

I'd swear you'd been tippin' a whiskey bottle last night.

I think it's this stench that makes him look like a sick frog.

What do I have to do to get you two off my back, huh?

Just hold out your hand and say goodbye.

We're leavin' for the Dakotas.

Got our problem just about solved.

Got yourself outfitted, huh?

Will be tonight.

Horses, everything.

Everything needed.

How'd you swing that?

Well, let's just say were taking advantage of any opportunity

that comes our way.

Meanin' I shouldn't ask any more questions, huh?

You always were the smart one, Keith, boy.

We're gonna miss you.

Same here.

Not too late to change your mind.

Well, I got to admit, you had me sorely tempted for a while.

No hard feelings.

Oh. You know that.

We'll be at Arno's later on tonight.

He's sellin' us the horses.

There'll be one for you if you show up.

No, I... I don't think I'll be showin', Clint.

Good luck.

Keith, when you are finished, you will please lock up.

And then I want to talk to you.

Yes, sir, Mr. Hubert.

Fine.

Come in.

Um, Mr. Hubert.

Ah, Keith.

Um, I seem to have misplaced the key somewhere.

Oh. We have a spare.

Thank you, sir.

- Keith? - Yes, sir?

You have been handling the hides how long?

Uh, shy of three weeks.

You learn very quickly.

And you work hard.

Oh, yeah. Yes, sir, Mr. Hubert.

Keith...

I think I will hire somebody to do your work.

I think it is time

for you to learn the buying and the selling of hides.

Maybe go out to the ranches.

See what they may wish to sell.

And then bring back the hides raw.

Well, yes. That'd be great.

Ah, good.

Tomorrow we will discuss it.

Yeah.

And maybe somebody will take the work

off of an old man's shoulders.

Well, what's this for?

With a saloon down the street, you ask that?

Oh, I'll bring you a pail, huh, Mr. Hubert?

No.

Half a pail.

- Okay, Mr. Hubert. - Now, out, out, out.

I have work to do.

Right. Thank you, sir.

Get him!

Oh, his friends. He gave you the key!

- You really clobbered him. - He was gonna holler.

Come on, let's get outta here.

Mr. Hubert. Don't move, Mr. Hubert.

You're hurt bad. I'll go get the Doc.

- Don't move, Mr. Hubert. - Keith.

Why did you do it?

You let them in.

Your friends... Your friends...

- I'm in big trouble. - What?

Go get Doc Adams. Get him over to the tannery.

Mr. Hubert got hit over the head and some hides were stolen.

Keith. No.

I was at the Long Branch when it happ...

Your first thought, right? Your first thought I was in on it.

You're not alone.

Mr. Hubert thinks I set him up, too.

It wasn't me. It was Clint and Harry.

- You're running. - Yes, ma'am.

Now go find Doc.

No, this is dumb. It's stupid.

You've gotta go to Matt Dillon.

Are you kiddin'? He'll nail me to the wall.

Listen, I'm gettin' a horse from the livery stable.

I want you to wait till tomorrow morning.

Then you tell Hank it's out at Arno's place.

You're meeting your friends at Arno's?

Please, listen to me, Keith. This is wrong.

I know it's wrong. It was wrong that Mr. Hubert blamed me.

It's wrong that your first thought was the same. I'm not gonna fight it anymore.

You're throwing everything away.

Everything? What did we ever have, huh?

What did we ever have? Some foolish hope we could make it together?

We should've known better. I should've known better.

Do what I tell you now. The old man needs help.

You pick the place I work to break into?

Knowin' I got a five-year sentence over my head?

We didn't think of that, Keith.

Well, they'll all figure I'm in on it with you.

- You know you nearly killed Mr. Hubert? - He went for his gun.

You just left him there bleedin'.

He would have died if I hadn't gone back there.

We couldn't very well stop and doctor his bumps, could we?

We got an hour's start on a posse.

You in with us, Keith?

I told you they all think so, didn't I?

I don't have much of a choice, do I?

They for Arno?

We're swappin' 'em for horses and cash.

Let's go.

How is he, Doc?

All right. I think it's a mild concussion.

Now you tell me where he was riding to.

You've just got to believe me, Marshal.

He said he didn't do it.

And he didn't.

Well, Mr. Hubert here says different.

I... I just believe Keith.

Well, I know he was ridin' out to meet his friends.

Now, if you'll tell me where they went, that'd make it a lot easier on 'em.

I can't put him in jail.

I just can't.

You better start thinking about where else he's going if you don't.

Might be someplace a whole lot worse than jail.

Give you them two horses for the lot.

How much cash?

No cash.

Promised us horses and cash. We're broke.

Mr. Hubert paid over $8 a piece for those hides, Arno.

I was there when he bought 'em.

We oughta get them nags and a couple of hundred dollars.

You heard my offer. There's the horses.

This your way of gettin' even with me, old man?

- Get outta here. - You made a deal with Clint and Harry.

Why don't you go complain to your Marshal friend?

You're gonna keep your word.

Go ahead and finish me.

I always said you'd hang.

Hey!

Hey, that's my money. That's my money.

Leave it.

- Leave it? - He owes us.

No, he don't. He don't owe us nothin'.

What are you talkin' about, Keith?

I'm talkin' about the fact that I'm scared.

I'm scared because I was a step away from killin' that old man.

Just the way you two almost killed Mr. Hubert.

Keith, there's a posse after us.

There's always gonna be a posse after us unless we stop now.

- You're crazy. - No.

We're goin' back. Listen to me.

And this time we're all goin' back before it gets any worse.

I'm tired of bein' some kind of dog you can kick around.

I ain't goin' back, and I ain't goin' to no jail.

And I ain't gonna leave this. Not while I got this.

You ain't gonna shoot me, Keith.

We been together too long.

I said to leave it.

Oh, I get it.

We bust your little tannery bubble, and now you're gonna make us pay for it,

is that it?

Let me tell you somethin', Mama's boy.

You take us back to Dodge, and we're gonna tell everybody that you planned this.

You stole the keys.

You opened the door.

You set up this deal with Arno.

And with your record, there ain't nobody in that town

that ain't gonna believe us. Yeah.

We may get a couple of years for taggin' along,

but they're gonna send you up for the rest of your natural, stupid life.

How do you feel about that, Clint?

Well, like he says, Keith.

We're in pretty deep.

I don't guess me and Harry have much other choice.

Let's go, Clint.

Hold it.

You heard him.

Let's go.

I didn't figure you'd wanna see me off.

I'll wait for you outside, Keith.

I told him where to find you.

That's all right.

Guess I'm having to see that judge sometime, anyway.

The Marshal says he'll speak for you.

And Mr. Hubert said he would, too.

And I'll wait for you, Keith.

You forget about me. You hear?

You find yourself some other man.

Somebody that ain't all puff and dust.

That's gonna be difficult with your baby to explain.