Original subtitles

Starring James Arness as Matt Dillon.

- Everything all right, Pete? - Fine, Mr. Bookly,

- no trouble at all. - That's good.

- That brown bag. - Right.

- Got much for me? - There you go.

- Huh? - Thanks.

♪♪

Reach, mister.

What's the game?

Your money, greenhorn.

All you got.

Well, I'd certainly like to oblige.

Get up.

I thought you was a tenderfoot.

Well, you thought wrong.

What's your name?

Yuma Joe.

What are you fixin' on doing?

Nothing this time.

You ever try that again, I'll break you in two.

Uh, pick up my bags, would you, please?

Thank you very much.

Hey, mister.

My gun?

You just lost it.

That gun cost me eight dollars.

Well, that's the price of crime, Joe.

Doesn't make any difference how much you stall around,

you got to make up your mind one way or the other.

- I haven't got all day. - Well, golly Bill, Doc,

this ain't the kind of a decision that a man can make

without stewin' on it a little bit.

A man's whole day can depend on how he gets it started off.

Well, if mine depended on how you started it off,

mine wouldn't get started at all,

and I'm getting ready to start mine.

- Wait a minute. - Keep your hands off of me.

You're gettin' awful edgy, Doc, you old scutter, you.

I'm just trying to give you the benefit of my experience.

Now, the coffee at Matthew's jail is free,

I'll grant you that, but it's a mite puny by Haggen standards.

And, uh, you figure that the coffee, uh,

at Delmonico's is just right by Haggen standards,

is that right?

There ain't no doubt about that.

The only thing is, is it enough better

for a man to lay out cold hard cash for?

Oh. So it's got down to a matter of cold hard cash?

I tell you what I'm gonna do with you.

I'm gonna buy you a cup of coffee at Delmonico's.

Now, is that all right?

Well, that's mighty thoughty of you, Doc.

Much obliged.

Well, let's go. Come on.

- There's Matt. - Matthew.

- Well, there you are. - How are you?

I was wondering how come you two hadn't been by

for your usual free coffee this morning.

Funny thing, Matthew,

we've just came to an understanding about that.

Yeah, we've been discussing it for about 20 minutes.

Uh-huh. Well, I'm afraid you're too late.

I got to ride out to Owen Brady's and take a deposition.

I'll see you later.

Throw 'em up, Marshal.

Brad?

Hello, Matt.

I can't believe it.

Are you coming down here or am I coming up there?

I'm coming down there. Hold your horses.

That feller a friend of your'n, is he, Matthew?

That's one of the oldest friends I got.

I haven't seen him for more years

than I like to think about, though.

Used to ride with him on the border of Texas down there.

I want you to meet him.

Matt, you old dog.

Brad, I still can't believe it.

Ah, been 12, 14 years.

Ah, you haven't changed a bit... Just as lean and trim as ever.

Well, you might be getting a little touch of gray there,

but, outside of that, you haven't changed.

A little salt and pepper.

Brad, I want you to meet a couple of friends of mine.

- Oh. - Doc Adams and Festus Haggen.

- How are you? Nice knowing you. - Brad McClain, Doc.

Nice to know you. Hey, come on. I'll buy you all a drink.

- No, I can't. - Much obliged.

Well, Brad, I was just heading out of town

on a little business. Why don't you ride with me?

I haven't got a horse.

Well, we'll fix that easy enough.

Charlie, let me borrow your horse

for a couple hours, will you?

- Help yourself, Marshal. - Come on, Brad.

- Nice to have met you, fellas. - See you later.

Well, we got 14 years to catching up to do.

Well, get your horse and get caught up then.

- Come on. - Yeah.

Come on, slowpoke!

Well, are you coming or ain't you?

Just hold your taters. Can't you see I'm a-thinkin'?

Oh, yes, I can see you're thinking, all right,

but can't you think while you're walking?

Well, not good I can't. When I'm a-thinkin' hard,

why, walkin' jostles my brains.

Yeah, well, I know

that what you're thinking must be mighty important.

Well, it just might be.

And, again, it might not be.

Well, now, I'll tell you, I was all set

to buy you a cup of coffee at Delmonico's,

but if you want to stand here

and do all your important thinking,

well, you go right ahead. I'm gonna go.

Now, wait a minute, D-Doc.

I don't want you to thinkin' I'm being ungracious or...

Oh, no. I don't think that at all.

I wouldn't want you to stop doing

all this important thinking you're doing

just on account of a free cup of coffee.

Let me tell you something about thinkin', Doc,

it ain't like buttermilk, you know.

It ain't like what?

Buttermilk.

It don't go bad on you if you set it aside for a spell.

I don't think I can stand any more of this.

Well, the old bunch had all broken up...

Army did that... So I drifted out west.

San Francisco, Virginia City, Santa Fe.

Been drifting around ever since, I guess.

What brings you to Dodge?

Just to say hello to you.

I had to see you wearing that star to believe it.

Well, I've gotten used to wearing the star,

but I don't think I can get used to you in those dude clothes.

Well, I'm a businessman now...

I got to look the part. Matter of fact,

I'm thinking of buying a business here in Dodge.

Well, you're in luck. Uh,

old Jake Bookly's gonna sell out, I believe.

- Yeah? - Yeah. Jake runs a real good freight line.

Does a lot of business with the gold mines up in the foothills.

Sounds interesting. I'll have to look him up.

Well, I'll introduce you to him. He's a little standoffish

with people he doesn't know.

Well, a word from you can't do any harm.

You're making quite a reputation for yourself in this country.

- I've been lucky, Brad. - Oh, more than luck to it.

We all had the same chance...

Too many of the old gang took the wrong road.

- So I've heard. - Ah, it was a wild and woolly bunch,

and we were just as wild and woolly as the rest of 'em.

Well, those were pretty wild times, and we were young.

Remember when we were gonna make a fortune

up there working that old silver mine,

- you and I and, uh... - Uh, Willy Dales.

Yeah, Willy Dales.

He fell down the slump shaft,

and we couldn't get him out for three days.

And when we did, he was covered with slime

and he smelled like a houseful of polecats.

Yeah.

Hey, whatever happened to Willy?

He got himself killed in a gunfight down in Amarillo.

Oh.

Do you... you still ride as good as you used to?

Well, I get plenty of practice.

Well, if this nag under me's any good, I'll bet I can whip you.

Ha, you'll never whip me in your life.

Oh, Matt, you got a bad, bad memory.

Big tree?

You're on.

Go! Hey!

Hope you had a good ride, folks.

Watch your step getting out.

Well, you finally made it, but you're late.

Yeah, I'm sorry, Mr. Bookly.

That off-wheel horse appears a mite lame.

Oh, what's wrong with it?

Rock bruise, more than likely. It ain't bad, though.

That's the sort of thing you have to get used to,

Mr. McClain, if you're fool enough

to get into this business.

Always the unexpected happening.

Well, that's true of most things you do in this world.

You think you got things figured out

and then something different happens.

Sure does in the freighting business.

Here, let me give you a hand.

Feels kind of light this time.

That's just the gold dust from the Grey Goose Mine.

Yeah, they're gonna pool their bullion at the junction,

- ship it all together next week sometime. - Oh.

- Here's the invoice. - Oh, good, good, good.

Oh, Mr. McClain, this is Pete, Fred, two of my best drivers.

- Howdy. - Howdy.

Oh, Pete, uh, you better take a rest tomorrow.

You've beaten a pretty hard week.

And, Fred, you go out with the Cedar Flat run in the morning.

You do a lot of this kind of hauling, bullion, gold dust?

Oh, sure.

There's a couple of dozen placer mines out there

in the foothills around the junction.

And mine's the only line that runs in there.

Pretty profitable, huh?

Uh, you bet.

I charge 'em by value instead of weight,

on account of the risk.

Risk?

Sure.

Some of them lodes are mighty valuable.

The one that came in today ain't worth much, though.

Around $6,000.

But I've hauled bullion lodes that are worth...

over $100,000.

Lots of times.

That's a lot of temptation.

Much trouble?

Not very.

Last time was about eight months ago.

Couple of fellas took a crack at us.

But the marshal run 'em down, though.

Got the shipment back.

But there's always the chance.

You're bonded, I suppose.

Oh, sure. The bonding company expects you to take

due precautions, they call it.

Yeah, well, I wouldn't hardly call

that old safe due precautions.

No. I don't use that except temporary.

The small lodes like today

that's going out east on the next train.

What other measures do you use?

Well, I deliver the important lodes to the bank

to put into the vault.

And the express cars pick it up there.

Sounds like it makes good sense.

Oh, I ain't saying there ain't much danger by and large.

- We got a pretty good lawman here, -Yeah.

As you ought to know, being an old friend of his.

Yeah, they don't make 'em any better than Matt.

No.

I guess I done know him about as well as anybody.

Well, his word's the only endorsement

a man needs around this town.

Yeah, I'm beginning to find that out.

Ah.

Well, we've pretty well gone over the payroll, fixed costs

and maintenance and what have you.

But there's something else you ought to know about.

The routes and schedules.

Yeah, I couldn't agree more.

I guess maybe the best way to learn the routes

would be to ride 'em.

Good idea.

I'll deadhead you out on any run you want to take.

Well, I may have a better idea than that.

I'm a pretty good driver.

Of course I don't know these trails,

but I could ride shotgun for you.

For free?

Sure.

Well, now, that's the best offer I ever had.

The marshal's best friend riding shotgun for me.

And me not paying a cent for it.

How could I miss?

Mr. Bookly, I don't see any way in the world that you could.

♪ Now you buckle up four in the middle of the floor ♪

♪ And around and around and around you go ♪

♪ And you break it all up when you do-si-do ♪

♪ Gents do-si and the gals do-do ♪

♪ Chicken in the bread pan pickin' out the dough ♪

♪ Hurry up, boys, and don't be slow ♪

♪ One more turn and on you go ♪

♪ Now on you go to the couple on the right ♪

♪ With a right hand cross and a "how do you do?" ♪

♪ Now back to the left and a "how are you?" ♪

♪ Well, pig in the pigpen two rails high ♪

♪ Slop that pig in the middle of the eye ♪

♪ Now you buckle up four in the middle of the floor ♪

♪ And around and around and around you go ♪

♪ And you break it all up when you do-si-do ♪

♪ Gents do-si and the gals do-do ♪

♪ Chicken in the bread pan pickin' out the dough ♪

♪ Hurry up, boy, and don't be slow ♪

♪ One more turn and on you go and you're home ♪

♪ Home you go, home you go ♪

♪ Everybody swing and whirl ♪

♪ Round and round with a pretty little girl ♪

♪ Now, and allemande left with the ol' left hand ♪

♪ And right your honey in the right and left grand ♪

♪ Meet your honey and you pat her on the head ♪

♪ Don't like that when you feed her cornbread ♪

♪ There's your partner, promenade her home ♪

♪ Everybody promenade home ♪

♪ Now you're home and everybody swing and whirl ♪

♪ Hold it, gents, you stop right there ♪

♪ Now you lead that girl to an easy chair anywhere. ♪

Ah, there you go.

Festus.

- Whoa! - Why... - Doc. - Yeah?

You call a dang good dance.

Well, thank you, Festus.

Oh, by golly, I... You should've seen me dance, too.

I can do that.

Well, now, wait a minute. Better not try that.

You're liable to wind up needing a doctor.

That's a pretty fancy leg you shake, Brad.

Thank you, Kitty.

Should have seen him in the good old days, Kitty.

You know, all this talk about the good old days

- is beginning to bother me. - What do you mean?

Well, I keep thinking I made a mistake.

I was born at the wrong time and in the wrong place.

Well, maybe the good old days weren't quite as good

as we remembered 'em, huh, Matt?

Well, I'm glad to hear that.

I'd hate to think I missed anything.

Uh... We'd like to have had you around

in those days, Kitty. It would have made things about, uh,

nigh perfect for us.

Oh. Say, I want to ask you something, Brad.

You know, ol' Matt here, for a long time,

has been trying to make me believe that...

in his younger days he was sober and reliable and...

Not a word of truth in it, don't you believe a thing he says.

He was the wildest of the bunch.

He could out-ride us, out-shoot us, out-fight us,

out-drink us, out-gamble us...

Yeah, it's a cinch I couldn't out-lie you, though.

And I want to tell you,

this sure changes our picture of ol' Matthew.

You never fooled me for a minute.

Hey, you see, Brad? You're undermining

respect for law around here.

Well, it could work the other way.

You know that old saying...

It takes a thief to catch a thief.

Oh, not that he was ever dishonest.

No, he was sometimes a little too honest for his own good.

Well, now, how could a man be too honest

for his own good, Mr. McClain?

Well, now, a banker like you, Mr. Botkin, can't be.

But the rest of us ordinary mortals, I think we, uh,

ought to have a little leeway.

Oh.

Suppose you tell me something honestly, Mr. McClain.

Are you gonna buy my stage line or ain't you?

Well, frankly, I think I will. But I want to take another ride

or two out to the junction, have a little look around.

In that case, Brad, welcome to Dodge.

Oh, thank you.

Of course I must say, Kitty, after meeting you,

that I might have hung that hat there for a while anyway.

Especially after eating one of your dinners.

- Well, yeah. - Oh, that was great.

Well, that compliment, uh, goes to the chef at Delmonico's.

- I had food sent in. - Oh.

How about, uh, a little more to drink? Get some coffee.

- No, no, thank you very much, Kitty. - No, no.

Doc? -No.

No, I've got to be running along. I'm sorry.

I've got some work to do, still, tonight.

- Yeah, I think I'll be running along, too. - Good night.

Good night, everybody.

It's getting kind of late.

- Good night, Jake. - Glad you could be here.

Brad, how about you? Let's not break this party up.

Oh, no, I... I-I'd like to, Kitty, but I can't.

I haven't enjoyed myself at a party so much for years.

- Thank you very much. - Thank you.

- Matt, I'll see you in the morning. - Brad.

Hey, you know, by golly, it's... it's getting late...

Doc. Uh-uh. Come on, now, just have... just a little.

Well, uh, just a little one.

Festus.

Oh, by the way, Festus,

where'd you learn to do the square dance like that?

As quick as I get this drink down,

I might be in the mood to tell you.

♪♪

Uh, Sam, could you bring us some fresh coffee?

Yes, ma'am.

Well, Kitty, what'd you think of Brad?

Well, speaking from a woman's point of view,

I'd say he's quite a man.

Did you like him?

Sure did; he's charming.

He's just the kind of friend I expect you to have.

Yeah.

What's the matter?

Oh, nothing.

Well, you don't seem very convinced.

Well, it's...

Well, just, I guess, 14 years is a long time, Kitty.

When you... When you haven't seen somebody.

Yeah, I... I guess it is.

Oh, good morning, Marshal. Come in, come in.

Mr. Botkin.

It'll only take a minute, Marshal. Sit down.

All right.

Marshal, you know,

you and I have known each other for several years now,

and I've always had the utmost respect for you.

And for your judgment of people.

Thank you very much.

This ain't easy for me. It's about McClain.

I know he's a close friend of yours.

Well, don't let that stop you. What's on your mind?

Well, he's been in to see me several times.

Asking a lot of questions about the shipments that we make.

You know, the stagecoach, the payroll.

Bullion, the gold dust.

He wants to know every last detail of how we handle it.

Well, he's buying out Jake Bookly, he probably

just wants to know everything he can about the business.

Yeah, I told myself that, too, until after last night.

What do you mean, last night?

Well, I came back here to work after the party last night,

and by the sheerest accident, I saw your friend McClain

in what appeared to be an earnest and a very private

conversation with an ex-jailbird,

who they call Yuma Joe.

Now, before this meeting was over,

I saw McClain hand Yuma Joe a gun.

Now, this could mean nothing, Marshal,

but in my mind

that's a mighty suspicious happening.

Well, thanks, Mr. Botkin.

I appreciate it.

Morning.

Doc.

Well, I'd certainly say this was a wildly enthusiastic greeting.

You two look like you lost your best friend. What's the matter?

Well, read that.

That may give you a little better idea of what's going on.

How long you known about this?

Oh, couple of years.

It's not the kind of thing you forget about

too easily, you know? When a good friend of yours

is involved in a bank robbery.

Well, it says he was released for a lack of evidence.

That ought to clear him, hadn't it?

Well, that's what I thought.

That's why I didn't mention it before.

Well, I might not be as alert as I should be this morning,

but I don't see anything in that little document there

that would cause this atmosphere of gloom.

What's the matter with you?

Well, I'll tell you what's the matter.

I seen that friend of Matthew's

when he come in on the stagecoach the other night.

He hadn't been in town two minutes

till some yahoo stuck a gun in his ribs.

You know who it was?

Yuma Joe.

Well, this feller McClain just got on him like ugly on a ape.

Just flattened him. Took his gun away from him

and sent him a-packing.

What in thunder's wrong with that?

Well, ain't nothing, I reckon. Except...

uh, he ain't told a soul about it in town.

Don't that seem a mite peculiar?

Well, peculiar, maybe.

But you can't... Y-You can't convict anybody on that.

Well, that's not the whole story, Doc.

Seems that Mr. Botkin saw Brad

giving Yuma Joe the gun back last night.

Now, you couple that with the fact that Brad's been

inquiring all over town about buying in to this stage line

that handles gold bullion and so forth

and it doesn't look too good.

Well...

I'll admit there's some smoke there,

but I don't see any fire yet.

I hope you're right.

Don't you understand, Doc?

This McClain feller's a-fixing to make a fool out of Matthew

and everybody else in town.

Well, I don't care what it looks like.

As I recall it, the law clearly states that a man

is presumed to be innocent until he's proven guilty.

Now that's the way I remember it.

I don't see what you can do about it anyway.

There isn't a thing I can do, Doc.

Except hope I'm wrong.

I think one of my stages is being held up.

What do you mean "you think"?

The sodbuster's kid just come riding in.

Said he passed the stage about three miles out.

Couple of minutes later, he heard shooting.

He-he was too scared to go back and look.

Anything of value on it?

About $8,000 for the bank at the junction.

Your friend Brad was riding shotgun for me.

Is that enough fire for you?

Boy, I'm sorry, Matthew.

Anything I can do to help?

Uh, no, thanks, Festus.

Marshal, look.

Whoa!

Ho.

What's happened, Brad?

- Had a little trouble, Matt. - Give me your hand, ma'am.

Fella tried to hold us up and killed the driver.

The body's inside, Doc.

Oh, it was terrible, Marshal. Just terrible.

- Just take it easy, ma'am. - That-That bandit

had put some boulders in the trail and...

and when the driver stopped,

the bandit stepped out of the bushes and...

shot him, point blank.

It was terrible.

He get away?

No, the... the guard here drawed and shot him quick as a wink.

Saved both of our lives.

Should have been faster, Matt.

I... might have been able to save that driver's life.

Strongbox is all right?

Yeah, it's up on top there.

Do you know who that is?

Sure do.

You all right, ma'am?

Matt, there's two bodies in there.

One of 'em's Yuma Joe.

You know that?

Of course I know it. I shot him.

It's a funny thing. I was talking to him just last night.

He buttonholed me up here at the head of the alley

on the way home from the party, wanted to talk to me.

What about?

Well, it's kind of silly really.

He put a gun in my back the first night I was here in town.

I took it away from him.

He just wanted it back.

And you gave it to him?

Yeah, I did.

Sorry I did now.

The driver might still be alive if I hadn't.

Don't blame yourself, mister.

If it wasn't for your quick thinking and quick action,

we'd have all been dead.

He's a hero, Marshal.

Bless you.

♪ Cornbread, buttermilk and good old greasy greens ♪

♪ Throw a chunk of stove wood on the fire ♪

♪ Cornbread, buttermilk and good old greasy greens. ♪

How come you quit singing?

I'll tell you why I quit.

'Cause you ain't a-playing in the same hall

that I'm a-singing in, that's why.

Well, now, if I can find what hall you're singing in,

I'll picket.

Well, that's harder than I'd slam a door.

♪ Hall... ♪

♪ Hall. ♪

That's the hall I'm singing in.

♪ 'Cause a pot of greasy greens is my desire ♪

♪ Da-da, deedle-deedle, ee ♪

♪ Deedle-dee, dah, doo, doo, dee, day-oodle, doo, dee ♪

♪ 'Cau... ♪

I don't know why I'm doing this, but I am. I'm buying.

- Oh, Miss Kitty. - Thanks, Rudy.

You'd ought to give a feller warning.

A man could have a seizure over a shock like this.

Well, if it bothers you all that much, I'll just take it back.

Oh, hold on now. I-I couldn't let you do a thing like that.

Why not?

Kitty, you ought to know by now

that a Haggen never looks a gift horse in the mouth.

Well, it'd be a downright insult to you.

And anyhow, I've done made one mistake this week.

I ain't a-fixing to make another one.

Golly Bill, it sure beats all

how wrong a feller can be without ever a-knowing it.

I recollect back home one time,

I traded old Fred Gerstoncorn three muskrat traps

and a jug of lightning for a hound dog

that he guaranteed was the pearl button bangle Billy

when it come to hunting.

You know, the first time I took that hound out,

we run into the biggest old bull badger

I've ever saw in my born days.

You know what that hound done?

Why, he liked to broke all four legs

a-running away from that badger.

Yeah, I don't need to tell you I was peeved.

I-I was a-fixing to go over to old Fred's house

and crease his noggin with the rifle ball.

And up jumped the biggest black bear

that you've ever laid a eyeball on.

And you know what that hound done?

Well, before you could say, "rat run over the roof

of the house with a piece of raw liver in his mouth,"

he treed the bear!

He was a bear dog all along.

Well, anybody south of anyplace knows

that a bear dog's better than a badger dog.

Here old Fred Gerstoncorn was a-doing me right all along.

Oh, it sure does beat all

how a man can be too quick,

uh, jumping at conclusions.

You ought to be careful about that, Festus.

Could get to be a habit.

I'll see you later, Kitty.

Well?

Not a bad shot for a dude.

Oh, for a dude. Head-on shot.

Well, you know, I think being toast of the town

and the big hero has kind of gone to your head.

Well, couldn't happen to a nicer fella.

I'll tell you,

strangers stop you on the street, give you cigars.

Women you never met before introduce you

to marriageable daughters.

You know, that's not hard for a fella to take.

I guess not.

Done one thing for me. Made up my mind.

I'm gonna buy out Jake Bookly and take over that stage line.

- Well, Brad, I'm glad to hear it. - Yeah.

I've written to my bank.

Money ought to be here in about ten days.

Wish you luck.

We're gonna have a pretty good feed tonight.

Brad...

there's, uh, something I got to get off my chest.

All right. Shoot.

Oh. Hmm.

Yeah, kind of figured you knew about this.

Nice of you not to mention it.

Well, thanks, but don't give credit where it isn't due.

Oh, you've been checking on me, huh?

That what's bothering you?

You knew it?

Well, I didn't know it exactly, but figures.

You don't mind?

No. You got a job to do.

This was a mistake,

but you didn't have any way of knowing that.

You must have had a couple nervous moments

when Jake told you about that stagecoach robbery.

Well, let's just say I was a little relieved

when I saw you coming back to town.

Hey, tell me something, Matt.

What would you have done

if I had disappeared with that strongbox?

Well, I'd just have to gone out and brought you back, Brad.

Guess if I want to live in Dodge,

I'll have to stay honest.

Nice shooting, Matt.

Nice shooting.

- Oh, good evening. - Hello, Jake.

Hi, Marshal. Sorry I'm late.

Oh, it's all right, Jake.

I just got here. Everything all set?

Set as she'll ever be.

Well, how much money is involved in this?

Oh, around $100,000 in dust and nuggets.

Four of the mines are pulling in together.

It'll be here tomorrow afternoon.

Uh, we're gonna hold it in the vault overnight

until the railroad takes over.

What's the setup between here and the pickup point?

Uh, the shipment's being brought together at the Rainbow Mine.

The stage'll leave the junction at the regular time,

and 20 minutes later, it'll meet the guard

from the Rainbow at the cutout

where he comes into the main road.

The gold will be put aboard there.

That sounds all right.

Yeah. Pete Elder's the driver.

Handy man with a gun.

Who's gonna ride shotgun?

Well, now, who do you think?

- Brad? - Who else?

He's riding out to the junction tonight.

He'll be ready to leave with the stage in the morning.

Sound all right to you, Matt?

All right.

Well, you know,

after that last holdup, I reckon I'm kind of skittish.

I sure hope nothing happens to this lode.

Nothing will, Jake, I'll promise you.

- Howdy, gents. - Howdy.

Whoa.

Well, see you got the shipment all right.

Got it and dang glad to get rid of it.

Where do you want it put?

Uh, put her in there. We're not carrying any passengers.

- How about a hand, Pete? - Yup.

Yeah, treat 'em gentle.

You figure that bandit

that hit you last week's got a friend sniffing around?

Well, everybody's got at least one friend.

Oh, I knowed folks that don't have.

Hey, looks like we got company, Mr. McClain.

Well, Matt, just happened to be riding way out here?

Well, I didn't just happen to.

I thought you might want some company.

Glad to have you.

Valuable lode.

Yeah, it's valuable enough to make me nervous,

I'll tell you that.

That the last of it?

That's it there, Marshal.

She's all your baby.

Well, we'll try to keep her out of trouble and raise her right.

Say, Pete, take him back to town, will you?

You bet.

- Good luck, men. - After you.

Whoa. Whoa now.

- You all set? - All set.

Well, here we go.

Here go.

How did you ever get to be so conscientious?

Sure didn't used to be.

Grew up, I guess.

How much you make a month on that job?

About as much as the bartender at the Long Branch.

Yeah, but he don't have to risk his life.

You don't know the Long Branch.

How long you expect it to take you

to earn as much as we're carrying in those strongboxes?

About 100 years, I guess, if my health held out.

We could turn off this trail, head south, you know.

Wouldn't work, Brad.

U.S. Marshal'd bring us back.

But you're the marshal.

That's right.

Hey!

Got 'em all right?

Yeah, I can hold 'em.

Well, you'd better give a little more brake!

Yeah.

I can't hold 'em, Matt.

All right.

Sorry, Matt.

Hyah. Hyah.

Whee!

♪♪

Hey! Hey!

Whoa!

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

Whew!

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

Brad, you're making a mistake. Now, put that gun down.

Your mistake, Matt, for coming after me.

You killed Yuma Joe, didn't you?

His own fault. He was only supposed

to nick that driver, not kill him.

Matt... I'll make a deal with you.

Give me the strongboxes and a two-day head start.

I'll take your word.

No deals, Brad.

Are you gonna make me put a bullet in you?

You got another choice.

Yeah, sure.

Go back and hang.

That's some choice, ain't it?

Brad, what ever happened to you?

Some men take one road, some take another.

Too late to worry about that now.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

Matt...

Matt!

M-Matt, please!

♪♪

♪♪