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Little girl?
Little girl.
It's all right, it's all right now, come on.
Come on.
Here we go, all right.
It's all right, nobody's gonna hurt ya.
Mama?
You must've taken a pretty good spill.
I want my ma and pa.
What's your name?
Bessie, but where's my ma and pa?
Hold still, I wanna take a look at this leg.
Where's Ma and Pa?
How'd this happen?
They started shootin' at the wagon and yellin'!
Who did?
I don't know.
Ma screamed.
Where is she? Where's Pa?
Bessie, I want you to hold still,
this may hurt a little.
No! Let me go!
- Ma! - Now Bessie, hold on.
Look, there's nothing for you to go back there for.
I'm afraid your ma and pa are dead.
They ain't dead, they ain't!
They can't be, let me go, they need me!
There.
Afraid that's about the best I can do for now.
Bessie, did you see the men that did this?
When the bullets started hittin' the wagon,
Pa shoved me out.
He said to get on Galahad and ride.
And keep ridin'.
I must've hit a tree, I don't remember.
Do you know where your folks were headed?
My Aunt Rachel's.
And where does she live?
Pa said it was near a place called Oak Hills.
Come on, I'ma take you there.
Here we go.
Are we just gonna leave Ma and Pa out here, nowhere?
Afraid that's all we can do, Bessie.
All right.
There you go.
All right, hold on tight now.
If you get tired of ridin', Bessie,
just let me know.
Sure is a nice lookin' pony you got there.
His full name's Sir Galahad.
Named after somebody in a book.
Pa gave him to me before he was born.
I even helped him bring him into this world.
How's the leg feel, Bessie?
Hurts some.
Well... tell you what,
you better eat something here
'cause we got quite a long ways to go.
Near a year ago, my ma got a letter from Aunt Rachel.
"It's a fine land," she said.
"A place to grow.
"The soil's rich,
"days are warm."
Where were your folks coming from?
Indiana.
Pa said he wanted to get to Aunt Rachel's before winter.
After we got the letter,
he sold the farm and we just left.
Bessie, do you think you'd recognize your aunt if you saw her?
I don't know,
I haven't seen her or my Uncle John since I was little.
Aunt Rachel's my mom's sister.
You know their last name?
Durham, Uncle John's a farmer.
Can't you eat just a little bit of that?
I'm not hungry.
Well, here.
We'll get you into bed now. Come on.
There we go.
How long will it take to get to Aunt Rachel's?
Oh, maybe a couple of days.
But don't you worry about that now,
- you just try to get some sleep. - Yeah.
Goodnight, Bessie.
Goodnight, Marshal.
Goodnight, Galahad.
Hold up!
Whoa.
We're lookin' for some folks around here somewhere
by the name of Durham.
I think they're farmers.
Folks are fairly scattered around here,
don't know none by their names.
Well, these folks had a boy.
Used to be a place near Buffler Crossin',
ain't been there in more than a year,
but there was some homesteaders living there then.
Follow the South Road,
you'll come across 'em.
Much obliged to ya.
You all right, Bessie?
Yeah, I'm just a little tired.
If you get too tired to ride, let me know.
- Yes, sir. - All right.
Well, it seems to be the only farm around here.
Hold on, we'll be there in a minute.
I don't see no one.
Maybe they've gone.
Well, I'll take a look around, you stay here.
Hello in there.
Who are ya?
What do you want?
My name's Matt Dillon, I'm looking for a woman
named Rachel Durham.
Don't know no one by that name.
This is the Kane place.
Well ma'am, I've got a little girl with me.
She's been injured and she's very tired.
And it would help a lot if you could open the door and talk to us.
I ain't openin' up, I don't know you.
Well this girl's mother said that this Rachel Durham and her husband
had a farm near Oak Hills.
Now you can certainly give us some idea
of where that might be, can't ya?
Ain't no other farms around.
Where's her mother?
Her mother and father were both killed.
They were attacked by prairie scavengers.
Please go!
My husband, he don't like strangers!
You better go... before he comes back!
I'm sorry, but this girl is too tired to travel any further tonight.
We're gonna be staying here.
We'll bed down in your barn.
Was that Aunt Rachel?
No, I'm afraid not.
But don't worry, we'll find her.
How ya doin', Bessie?
I'm thirsty.
I'll get you a drink.
Who are ya?
My name's Matt Dillon.
Got a little girl with me, she's been injured.
Well I don't give a diddly squat about that girl or you.
I want you off of my land.
Let me tell you somethin', mister,
I'm a United States Marshal,
and that little girl's stayin' in that barn
till she's well enough to travel.
You understand that?
Law man?
Why didn't ya say so in the first place?
I didn't think it'd be necessary.
Way out here, lots of thievin' scum abouts.
Can't be too careful.
Woman!
Woman!
How long he been here?
Just a little bit.
I tried to tell 'em they couldn't stay,
but there was a child.
You tell him anything?
You whine to him?
You say anything to him
and I'll kill him and the kid both.
And after that...
Now fix up some supper!
That's enough for tonight.
Time for bed.
Hear me?
What you lookin' out there for?
Think that law man gonna help ya?
Law man?
Mm.
Didn't he tell ya?
Well, he ain't gonna do ya no good.
I told him to be gone by mornin'.
We going through this again?
Hmm?
I thought you'd be worn down by now.
But I ain't that bad, now.
Stay away from me!
It's all right, Bessie.
It's all right.
Soon as you get it in that fat head of yours
that easy is best.
- Open up in there! - Get back to the barn!
This little girl's burning up with fever
and I said open the door!
Now mister!
You get in there.
You say one word, and I'll fix you good!
I said get back to the barn!
He's not my husband!
Is he dead?
- Yeah. - Oh, thank God!
Thank God he's dead!
Are you Ms. Durham?
Who is he?
I... I don't know!
He never told me his name.
You buried him?
Yeah.
I never thought I'd ever wanna see anyone die...
but all I can feel is relief.
He passed through just after my husband died.
Found a woman alone and just took hold.
You can guess the rest.
You couldn't leave?
I ran away three times
and he caught me and brought me back and...
You don't know what he was capable of.
How's Bessie?
I was a little worried about that leg infection of hers last night,
but it seems better today.
Did you tell her who I was?
No, I thought she'd appreciate hearing that from you.
It's my fault they were killed.
If only I hadn't written 'em to come.
I wish you hadn't brought her here.
You're the only family she's got left.
Well, I can't keep her.
Every time I'd look at her
I'd think of Bill and Elizabeth;
that I was responsible!
She doesn't blame you.
She will.
Hey, you're not supposed to be out of bed.
Come on, get back under the covers, Bessie.
I was just watching you and her talking.
She's my aunt, ain't she?
Yeah, she is, Bessie.
My ma, she showed me pictures.
Uncle John?
Well...
your Uncle John, he died a while back.
But if she's my Aunt Rachel, why doesn't she tell me?
Well, I think she's afraid to.
See, she blames herself for what happened to your folks.
It wasn't her fault!
Well, if you get a chance, why don't you tell her that?
Now, in the meantime, lie back, get some more rest.
I'm sorry there's not more.
But the crop hasn't been too good since...
Well, looks mighty good to me!
I'm not too hungry, anyhow.
You know, you had a pretty good wheat crop going there,
and corn, too, by the looks of it.
Little work.
I'm leaving here.
When?
Soon as I can sell this place.
Where are you going?
Where there's people.
A town, maybe a city.
Someplace civilized.
But Ma said you took roots here.
Your mother, we hadn't seen each other in over six years.
She talked about you a lot.
When I seen you, I knew it was you right off.
We didn't know Uncle John died.
Eat. You need your strength.
Where's Aunt Rachel?
She's outside.
It was nice of her to let me stay in the house,
in her bed.
Sure.
Where will you be sleeping?
I'm gonna be right out in the barn.
She doesn't say much.
Mom used to say Aunt Rachel could prattle on like rain on a roof.
Well, goodnight, Bessie.
Goodnight.
Ms. Durham, I can appreciate what you've been through
but, maybe you don't realize,
but you're treating her like a stranger.
I can't help it.
I can't have her here.
But you're her only kin.
Now, it was my duty to bring her here,
but that's where my responsibility ends.
Are you leavin'?
Well I'll stick around till you two get used to each other.
Good night.
You're wasting sweat.
I told ya I'm selling this place.
It doesn't matter.
The better shape it's in, the better price you get for it.
Yeah, it's a little run down,
but you and your husband did a good job with this farm.
It was just raw land when we came on it.
He just stopped the wagon and said this was it.
It was the wilderness.
I didn't see how,
but we built the house, this barn...
Bessie tells me that you worked
right alongside your husband building it.
Her mother used to read your letters to her.
I best go in.
Mrs. Durham.
You know, it took quite a woman to help build this place.
You haven't changed that much.
Come in!
- Morning. - Mornin'.
How's Bessie?
She's still sleepin'.
I'll just look in on her.
Well, there, sleepy head.
You gonna stay in bed all day?
Good morning.
How do you feel?
Real good, my leg feels good.
In fact, I guess I could even visit Galahad.
Oh, say, I got a surprise for ya.
He came to visit you!
Oh, Galahad, sure missed you, Galahad!
Has he been eatin' right?
Well, I've been doing the best I can with him,
but you know you're the only one
that can really take care of him right.
You better hurry up and get well!
Uh, look, you better get over there and wash up,
it's about breakfast time.
Okay, you go on Galahad, I'll see you directly.
Aunt Rachel doesn't like me, does she?
Well, I wouldn't say she doesn't like you, Bessie.
It's just that, see, the experience she had
was hard on her.
It's gonna take her a while to think things through.
But what if she decides she doesn't want me?
Breakfast will be ready in a few minutes.
You look awful pretty, Aunt Rachel.
Hurry up, before it gets cold.
Come on.
Aunt Rachel, uh, Galahad loves molasses.
Do you think he could...
Molasses costs good money,
I'm not gonna waste it on a horse.
- Yes ma'am. - More coffee?
Thank ya.
Where'd be the nearest town
or someplace around here where they have a telegraph?
Goldsby, about 30 miles.
What're you gonna do there?
Well, I thought it was about time I let the folks in Dodge know where I am.
Shouldn't take more than a day or two.
You could be back by tomorrow.
Oh, it doesn't matter. No hurry.
Maybe Bessie would like to go along with you.
No, no, I don't think Bessie's up
to taking a ride like that yet.
You're not gonna go now?
No time like the present to get started.
Bessie, I'll be back in a couple of days.
Get over to the couch.
I'm gonna change that bandage.
Mom told me that you looked a lot alike.
She was right.
Except you have blue eyes.
Bessie, I haven't asked much about your mother
because their comin' here was due to me.
Well, what happened wasn't your fault.
Last time I saw your mother and father,
you were barely walkin'.
I remember...
she had just made you a nightgown
and after you outgrew it,
she saved it, and she sent it to me.
For my baby.
But the mail out here takes so long,
by the time it arrived...
he had died!
You might just as well take her now!
Because I'm not gonna keep her!
- Mrs. Durham... - Listen to me.
I already lost too much.
The two things that I loved most in this world
were my husband and my child.
I can't lose anymore.
There's nothing left to give!
What do you think Bessie's lost?
First her mother and father, and now you.
Both of you going off alone.
What kinda sense does that make?
Don't you understand?
I won't be close to anyone, ever again.
I can't.
All right.
But you'll have to tell her, I'm not going to.
When you go into town,
you ask Mr. Holmby at the land office to come out.
Tell him this place is up for sale.
Even if I wanted to stay,
I couldn't work this place alone.
Now, Mrs. Durham, I know any number of men in Dodge
that would be willing to come out here and help you work this place;
just for board and a share of the crop.
No.
I am leavin' this God forsaken piece of ground forever.
Alone.
We're not wanted here, Galahad.
Nobody wants us, we're leaving.
Bessie, are you in there?
We're gonna go so far away,
nobody will ever find us.
We don't need nobody, never.
Bessie!
Galahad!
Galahad.
Bessie, are you all right?
It's Galahad, he's hurt!
It's all right, now, just take it easy, boy.
Easy there.
What is it?
His leg's broke.
Shoulder too, it looks like.
Well, can it be fixed?
No, I'm afraid not.
Then what are we gonna do?
He'll have to be put away.
You mean kill him?
No, you can't do that.
There's no other way!
If I don't he'll die anyway,
only it'll be slow and painful.
But don't you see?
He's all I've got, you can't kill him,
you can't, you just can't.
You can't.
Child, you haven't eaten a thing all day.
I know how you feel.
Right now you wanna die.
I know, 'cause I wanted to die too.
John Jason would've been four in November.
I still had his father,
but I watched while he worked himself to death
trying to make this land take hold.
And then I had no one.
I was alone.
I didn't care to live.
There was no reason to.
If you don't get out of this bed,
you're gonna dry up and die
like I tried to.
Bessie, you're gonna have to get out of this bed sooner or later.
I'm glad you're back!
What's the matter? Something wrong?
Bessie tried to run away.
Galahad broke his leg.
You had to shoot him.
What was she tryin' to run away for?
She won't say.
But my guess is she was outside the barn
and she heard me tell you I didn't want her.
She's been in that bed ever since.
She's just staring, she won't budge.
She needs a reason.
I can't.
I'll talk to her.
Bessie?
She killed Galahad.
She had to, Bessie.
No, she didn't.
He just hurt his leg a little bit.
Bessie, you know what happens when a horse breaks his leg?
People break their legs and they don't kill them.
Well, yeah, but see, it's different with people
because people are smart.
And they can go to bed when they break a leg
and stay there until it gets well again.
But, see, a horse is different.
He has to stand up on his feet all the time
because of his circulation.
So when he breaks his leg he just stands around on it
till it gets worse and worse.
Do you understand that?
Sort of.
But couldn't we have done something?
Nothing more than your Aunt Rachel did.
See, she put Galahad out of his misery.
She knew he was in pain
and that he wasn't gonna get any better.
Your Aunt Rachel thought as much of Galahad as you did.
Say, you know, I been thinking.
I was thinking maybe I might take you to Dodge City with me.
You'd like it there.
Would I be living with you?
Well, I don't know about that because,
being a law man, I'm pretty busy and all,
but we could find some real nice folks
that would love to have you live with them.
But if I'm not living with you,
I'd be living with strangers.
It should be with kin.
You know something, Bessie?
Your Aunt Rachel, she needs you just as much as you need her.
She just doesn't realize it yet.
She's just gotta have a little time to think.
Matter of fact, you know, I wouldn't be a bit surprised
to see her come to Dodge City one of these days looking for you.
You think so?
Wouldn't surprise me a bit.
Who's that?
That's Mr. Holmby, he's from the land office.
Good morning, Mr. Holmby, thank you for coming out.
Mrs. Durham.
Mornin' Marshal.
- Mornin'. - You too, young lady.
Marshal tells me you want to sell this place.
Yes.
Oh, by the way, my condolences about your husband.
He was a fine man.
Thank you.
How much you askin'?
I don't know.
You homesteaded, as I recall.
That's right.
Well, you've done a pretty good job
considering you started from scratch.
Well, we had a fine yield of both corn and wheat last year.
It's just since John died, they hadn't been tended to.
Soil seems kinda dry.
Well, it's good soil, Mr. Holmby.
Least that's what you told us when we filed the homestead.
I know that the crops are dying.
I told you why.
Barn needs paint!
Yeah, look.
Those boards are starting to warp a little.
Well, I been meaning to hire someone out.
Well, let's take a look at the house.
You've got to admit, Ms. Durham,
this place is gonna need a lot of work.
I realize that it's been neglected,
but it's by no means falling apart.
Yeah.
Uh-huh.
Uh-huh.
Ah.
Well...
house seems to be built fairly well, Ms. Durham.
It's been standing here for six years,
and not one drop of rain has come through that roof.
When the wind blew, this house kept it out.
I deal only in dollars and cents.
And all I can offer you is, uh,
$600.
600?
We poured our lives into this land.
For six years!
It's worth...
it's worth more than that Mr. Holmby.
All right.
Seven hundred, then.
But that's my final offer!
Mrs. Durham?
Get out, Mr. Holmby.
What?
Please.
Please leave.
What are you gonna do?
I don't know.
But I'm not sellin'.
I'm not gonna sell my husband's dream for $700.
There was nothin' when we came here.
And now there's a house, a good house.
And a barn.
A corral.
And crops.
A farm.
We took a piece of land...
and we made it...
a home.
Where's your aunt?
Up there.
She's stayin'.
Yeah, I know.
Well, she's gonna need someone, Mr. Dillon.
To stay with her.
Well, I'm gonna send somebody back out
from Dodge City to help her.
In the meantime, why don't you just go up there
and tell her you wanna stay, too?
I grew up on a farm.
I can milk a cow...
I can feed the livestock,
I can pick corn,
I can even put up jams and preserves.
Ma taught me.
Bessie...
would you stay?
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