Along the Great Divide (1951) - full transcript

CAPTIONING MADE POSSIBLE BY
TURNER ENTERTAINMENT GROUP
AND U.S. DEPARTMENT OF EDUCATION

MET A COUPLE OF BAR "Z" RIDERS.
THEY SAY THERE'S A LYNCHING

OVER AT THE RODEN PLACE,
A RUSTLER.

WHAT ABOUT EATING?

I GOT THEM BEANS
FIXED REAL NICE.

DAN.

DROP THAT LEATHER.

WHO ARE YOU?

MY NAME'S MERRICK.

I'M A UNITED STATES
MARSHAL HERE.

YOU'RE NEW
IN THE TERRITORY.



THE LAW ISN'T.

WE GOT NO LAW.

THIS MAN'S A KILLER.

HE KILLED MY SON.

THEN HE'LL HANG
BY GOVERNMENT ROPE.

HANG HIM NOW.
WHAT DIFFERENCE
DOES IT MAKE TO YOU?

WE DELIVER HIM
TO SANTA LOMA.

THE COURT
TAKES OVER.

GO ON!

SHOOT HIM,
BILLY.

I'LL GET YOU FIRST.

SHOOT HIM.

LEN, IT DOESN'T
MAKE SENSE.

YOUR LIFE
FOR A KILLER'S?



AFTERWARDS TAKE HIM
TO SANTA LOMA.

GO AHEAD. SHOOT.

YOU AND LOU TAKE
THE PRISONER.

I'LL JOIN UP
WITH YOU.

I'M SORRY, RODEN.
I HAD TO DO IT.

WE'VE ROPE ENOUGH
FOR HIM, HIS DEPUTIES,
AND THE KILLER.

COME TO YOUR SENSES.
HE'S A FEDERAL MARSHAL.

LET'S GET
AFTER HIM!

LET YOUR FATHER
SETTLE THIS, DAN.

YOU'RE RISKING EVERYTHING
FOR PERSONAL REVENGE.

I LOST A SON.

I DON'T WANT
TO LOSE MY RANCH.

WHO GOES WITH ME?

WHAT WILL HAPPEN
IN WASHINGTON
WHEN THEY LEARN

WE STRETCHED ROPE
OVER A FEDERAL MARSHAL
AND HIS DEPUTIES?

WHO CARES
WHAT HAPPENS
TO A RUSTLER?!

IT'LL BE JUST
ANOTHER INCIDENT
FORGOTTEN!

ANOTHER INCIDENT
IS ALL IT TAKES,
AND THIS MAY BE THE ONE.

THE RUSTLER HANGS.

WELL, I'M WAITING.

GIVE IT UP, MAN.

WE KNOW
HOW YOU FEEL.

LET US GO WITH YOU,
BURY YOUNG ED.

GET OUT
OF HERE...

ALL OF YOU!

WHERE YOU GOING?

I'M GOING
TO BURY ED.

HE'LL BE BURIED
WHERE HE BELONGS--
AT THE RANCH.

I'LL HELP YOU
BRING HIM IN.

I'LL BRING HIM
IN ALONE.

WHY CAN'T I HELP?
HE WAS MY BROTHER.

HE WAS MY SON.

SO AM I.

I'LL MEET YOU
AT THE RANCH.

CALL ALL
THE HANDS IN.

THEY'RE NOT FOLLOWING.
WE CAN TAKE IT EASIER NOW.

YOU SAID YOU WAS
NEW AROUND HERE,
DIDN'T YOU?

WHAT ABOUT IT?

YOU DON'T KNOW
THE RODENS--
FATHER OR SON.

THEY AIN'T NEVER
GONNA GIVE UP...

NOT TILL I'M
SWINGING IN THE WIND.

THEY WON'T FIGHT
THE LAW.

I SUPPOSE I'D BE WASTING
MY TIME TELLING YOU I
NEVER KILLED YOUNG RODEN.

YOU'RE WASTING
MY TIME, TOO.

JURY DECIDES WHETHER
YOU'RE INNOCENT
OR GUILTY, NOT ME.

ANYWAYS, THANKS
FOR WHAT YOU DONE
BACK THERE.

NO TRICKS.

BILLY, YOU
AND THE PRISONER
GO AHEAD.

HORSES ARE GETTING
MIGHTY THIRSTY, LEN,

AND IT'S A-FIXIN'
TO GET DARK.

DON'T YOU RECKON
WE BETTER FIND US
A SPOT TO BED DOWN?

IF YOU FELLAS WOULD
LIKE TO SPEND THE NIGHT
OFF THE GROUND,

MY PLACE AIN'T MORE
THAN TWO HOURS' RIDE.
IT'S RIGHT ON THE WAY.

I GOT NOTHING AGIN
A FLOOR UNDER ME.

ALL RIGHT, MISTER,
WE'LL TAKE YOU UP
ON THAT.

♪ OH, WHEN I LEFT
MY EASTERN HOME ♪

♪ A BACHELOR
SO GAY ♪

♪ TO TRY AND WIN MY WAY
TO WEALTH AND FAME... ♪

NEVER THOUGHT I'D
BE SINGING MY WAY
TO MY OWN TRIAL.

♪ ...BURNING,
TWISTED HAY ♪

♪ FROM MY LITTLE OLD
SOD SHANTY ♪

[PRISONER OFF-KEY]
♪ ON MY CLAIM ♪

MISTER, THEY'RE TRYING YOU
FOR THE WRONG CRIME.

HA HA HA HA!

HOLD IT.

THAT'S WHERE THEY SAY
I KILLED YOUNG RODEN.

WHERE'D YOU SAY
THIS HACIENDA
OF YOURS WAS?

DUE WEST. THERE'S
TWO POINTED ROCKS
ALONG THE TRAIL,

AND WE'RE
JUST BEYOND.

GO AHEAD, BILLY.
I'LL CATCH UP WITH YOU
AT HIS PLACE.

ALL RIGHT, POP,
LET'S GO.

YOU SAVED HIS KILLER.
WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT?

I'M SORRY ABOUT
YOUR SON, RODEN.

HE WAS WORTH ANY
5 MEN ON THE RANGE.

HE WAS WHAT
I ALWAYS WANTED,
GOLDEN IN A SON.

A GUN SEEMED MADE
FOR HIS FINGERS.

THERE WASN'T A HORSE
HE COULDN'T RIDE

NOR A MAN
WHOSE HEART
HE COULDN'T WIN.

AND NOW HE'S DEAD,
HIS HEART SMASHED BY
A RUSTLER'S BULLET.

HERE, LET ME HELP.

KEEP YOUR HANDS
OFF OF HIM!

YOU WANT TO
HELP? STRING UP
HIS KILLER NOW.

YOU DON'T KNOW
HE KILLED.

ALL YOU KNOW IS
HE STOLE SOME CATTLE.

YOU THINK I'D TAKE
A MAN'S LIFE

FOR STEALING A FEW
HEAD OF CATTLE?

HE KILLED MY SON...

AND HE DIES FOR IT.

HEY, RODEN!

RODEN!

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

STOP FIRING!
WE AIN'T CATTLEMEN!

[GUNSHOT]

HEY! KICKING WON'T
GET YOU ANYWHERE
UNLESS YOU'RE A MULE,

AND I'M GLAD TO SEE
YOU'RE NOT.

HA HA!

LET ME GO, YOU...

TURN HER LOOSE.

EASY, POP.

A FRIEND
OF YOURS?

SHE'S
MY DAUGHTER.

Lou: THE OLD COOT
COLD-FRAMED US.

HEY, WHAT HAPPENED?

WE COME IN RIDING
NICE AND EASY-LIKE

AND HIM SINGING
AT THE TOP OF HIS LUNGS.

THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN,
HE STARTS GIVING OUT
WITH OWL HOOTS.

WE THOUGHT HE'D GONE
LOCO--THAT IS, UNTIL
SHE SNUCK UP BEHIND US

AND TOLD US
TO DRAG OUT OF HERE.

WE STARTED ARGUING,
AND SHE STARTED SHOOTING.

THAT ANY WAY
TO TREAT GUESTS?

NO CATTLEMEN IS
GUESTS OF OURS.

HUH?

NO USE, ANN. I TRIED
TO DISCOURAGE THESE BOYS.

NO HARM IN TRYING,
BUT THEY'RE THE LAW.

THE LAW?

WHAT DO YOU WANT?

YOUR FATHER'S
UNDER ARREST.

FOR WHAT?

RUSTLING.

RUSTLING? YOU CALL IT
RUSTLING, WHAT--

Len: THAT'S WHAT
I CALL IT.

NOW THAT WE'RE
ALL FRIENDS, MAYBE--

WELL, THANKS.

MAYBE THE BOYS WOULD
LIKE TO HAVE SUPPER.
ANN'S A REAL FINE COOK.

IF SHE'S
AS GOOD AT COOKING
AS SHE IS AT AMBUSHING,

WHAT HAVE WE GOT
TO LOSE?

ONLY OUR LIVES.

FIXING THE OLD MAN'S
WILL FOR HIM.

MAKES QUITE
A DOCUMENT.

THERE YOU ARE, HONEY.
THAT'S AS CLEAN
AS I CAN GET IT.

MMM! THAT'S WHAT I CALL
REAL HOME COOKING.

YOU COOK THE SUPPER.

HEY, I'M HUNGRY.

SET THE TABLE.
I AIN'T SERVING YOU.

HA HA HA!

UH...PUT THIS DOWN:

WHEREAS
I HEREBY BEQUEATH

MY HOMESTEAD
TO MY DAUGHTER.

YOU DON'T NEED
THE "WHEREAS"
AND THE "HEREBY."

I'LL LEAVE THAT
UP TO YOU,

BUT JUST BE SURE
THERE'S ENOUGH
"WHEREAS" IN THERE

TO MAKE ANY
LAW WRANGLER SIT UP
AND TAKE NOTICE, HUH?

NOW, THIS HERE
BOWIE KNIFE I GIVE TO--

YOU GIVE IT TO ME...

FOR THE TIME BEING.

ALL RIGHT, PUT IT DOWN.

I GIVE IT TO MARSHAL MERRICK
AGIN MY BETTER FEELINGS.

FURTHERMORE,
LET IT BE KNOWN

TO ALL
INTERESTED PARTIES

THAT I WANT
MY DAUGHTER ANN
TO GO TO LANCASTER,

WHEREAS TO STAY
WITH MY SISTER--
IDA BESSIE.

YOU DON'T HAVE TO PUT
THAT IN YOUR WILL.

IT'S MY WILL.

PUT IT IN.

I'M LEAVING MY DAUGHTER,
AIN'T I? I GOT TO
LEAVE HER TO SOMEONE.

I'LL GIVE YOU
SOMETHING TO PUT
IN THAT WILL,

SOMETHING TO PUT
ON HIS TOMBSTONE.

HERE LIES
MY BELOVED FATHER,

MURDERED
BY MARSHAL MERRICK.

BY THE WAY, WHAT'S
YOUR FIRST NAME?

SO'S WE CAN WRITE
IT ALL DOWN.

HEY, WHERE
YOU GOING?

GET SOME LINIMENT.
DO YOU MIND?

THOSE SPURS OF YOURS
AIN'T MADE OF GOOSE FEATHERS.

WHERE ARE YOU GOING?

WOULDN'T BE FITTING
TO LET YOU GO
BY YOURSELF.

YOU MEAN IT AIN'T
FITTING TO TRUST ME.

THAT'S A BAD CUT.
YOU MIGHT NEED HELP.

SHE KNOWS THE WAY, MARSHAL.
YOU DON'T NEED TO BOTHER.

WHY DON'T YOU COME BACK
AND REST YOURSELF, AND I'LL
PLAY YOU MY GUITAR?

YOU PLAY
THE GUITAR FOR THEM,

AND NO MORE OWL
HOOTS OUT OF YOU.

CAREFUL SORT
OF FELLA, AIN'T HE?

NO SPORTING BLOOD.

NOT DURING
WORKING HOURS.

AND THAT'S
FROM SUNUP TO SUNUP.

I THINK I'LL GO
WATER THE HORSE.

NO. I DONE WATERED
THE HORSE.

I GOT A LOT MORE STUFF
TO FINISH THIS DOCUMENT.

HERE'S A PAIR OF BOOTS.

GOT THEM MAIL ORDER
FROM AMARILLO 12 YEAR AGO.

HARDLY WORE AT ALL. SEE?

SHAME TO LET
A NEW PAIR OF BOOTS--
WHAT SIZE DO YOU WEAR?

ANY SIZE THOSE ARE.

THANKS.

WELL, NOW, LET'S SEE.

DOG MY HIDE.

HUH!

I DONE FORGOT
ABOUT THIS.

I'VE BEEN SAVING IT
FOR ANN'S WEDDING.

PUT THIS DOWN: I HEREBY
LEAVE THIS TO...

[BELCH]

YOU BETTER
CROSS THAT OUT.

DARK IN HERE.

YOU SCARED?

NOT YET.

I'LL REACH IT.

SIT DOWN.

FOR HORSES', MULES',
AND VARMINT BITES.

THAT OUGHT TO DO IT.

PULL UP YOUR PANTS.

[WHISTLES]

SURE DID BRAND YOU.

IT WILL BE
ALL RIGHT.

I WOULDN'T HAVE ROUSTED YOU
AROUND THAT WAY IF I'D
KNOWN YOU WAS A GIRL.

I AIN'T
BLAMING YOU.

OH!

OOH! OH!

[BLOWING]

SORRY, BUT THIS
WOULD BE A LOT EASIER
IF YOU WORE DRESSES.

DRESSES
SLOW YOU DOWN.

DEPENDS ON WHERE
YOU'RE GOING.

OH!

THAT OUGHT
TO DO IT.

OH.

[BLOWING]

MARSHAL...

I'M SORRY ABOUT
WHAT I SAID
IN THERE,

ABOUT YOU
MURDERING MY PA.

I DIDN'T PAY IT
NO MIND.

LET HIM GO.

THEY'LL CATCH UP
WITH HIM, SURE.

HE'LL BE LYNCHED.

HE WON'T BE LYNCHED.

I PROMISE YOU THAT.

YOU DON'T KNOW
THESE CATTLEMEN.

THEY BURNED
OUR CROP 3 YEAR
IN A ROW.

THAT'S BECAUSE
THEY DON'T WANT
HOMESTEADERS

ON THE RANGE.

FOURTH YEAR,
THEY BURNED DOWN
OUR HOUSE.

YOU THINK THEY'LL
STOP AT LYNCHING

NOW THEY CAUGHT HIM
RUSTLING?

GIVE HIM A CHANCE,
MISTER, PLEASE.

FOR YOUR SAKE?

IF YOU LIKE.

YOU DIDN'T NEED TO CUT
YOURSELF LIKE THAT.

CUT MYSELF?

I WEAR A SINGLE ROWEL.

YOU SCRATCHED YOURSELF
WITH A MEXICAN SPUR.

I'LL DO IT.

[CLANK]

YOU SURE GOT
A ONE-TRACK MIND.

OR DID YOU FIGURE ON
USING THIS AS A CRUTCH?

I FIGURED TO WRAP IT
ROUND YOUR NECK.

[HORSES APPROACHING]

MARSHAL,
I WOULDN'T WANT
IT KNOWN I CAME.

TALK.

RODEN'S DECIDED
YOU'RE NOT TO GET
TO SANTA LOMA.

HE'S LINING UP
HIS RANCH HANDS
TO STOP YOU.

YOU WERE ONE OF
THE HANGING PARTY.
WHAT CHANGED YOU?

I DIDN'T KNOW
A MARSHAL WAS
IN THE DISTRICT.

I DON'T WANT
ANY PART OF
THE TROUBLE

THAT WOULD COME
FROM A LYNCHING

WITNESSED BY
A FEDERAL MAN,

IF YOU'RE NOT
LYNCHED, TOO.

ALL RIGHT. SWEAR
ON YOUR MEN AS A POSSE
TO GET US TO SANTA LOMA.

I HAVE TO LIVE HERE.

NO CATTLEMAN
WOULD FIGHT RODEN
TO PROTECT A KILLER.

NO COURT'S FOUND HIM
GUILTY YET.

WHAT PROOF DO YOU WANT?
ED'S DEAD, AIN'T HE?

AND WE FOUND
THE OLD MAN WITH
THE CATTLE HE WAS AFTER.

HE'S A KILLER, HIS TRIAL
WILL TAKE CARE OF IT.

IF RODEN DON'T TAKE
CARE OF IT FIRST.

WHEN HE BURIED HIS BOY,
KNOW WHAT HE PUT
ON THE MARKER?

"HERE A FATHER'S HEART
IS BURIED."

A MAN WITH NO HEART
MAKES A BAD ENEMY.

THANKS.

NO LAW AGAINST CLEANING UP
AFORE EATING, IS THERE?

SIT DOWN, LEN.

WE AIN'T EATING.
GET SADDLED UP, BOYS.

I THOUGHT
WE WAS STAYING
THE NIGHT.

RODEN'S MEN ARE
AFTER HIM. WE MOVE
FAST, WE'LL LOSE THEM.

WE CAN'T MOVE
THAT FAST.

WE'LL HEAD
THROUGH THE DESERT
TO SANTA LOMA.

THE DESERT?
THIS IS AUGUST, MAN.

NO SELF-RESPECTING RATTLER
WOULD TRY TO CROSS THE DESERT
IN THIS HEAT.

YOU'LL NEVER MAKE
SANTA LOMA THATAWAY.

WE GOT NO CHOICE.
THE OTHER WAY, RODEN
WILL BE WAITING.

I DON'T AIM TO
HAVE US ALL KILLED.

LET RODEN HAVE THE OLD MAN.
HE AIN'T MEANT NOTHING
BUT TROUBLE TO US.

SURE. GIVE HIM UP,
JUGHEAD. SAVE
YOUR OWN HIDES.

WE'RE LEAVING NOW
ACROSS THE DESERT.

LOOK, I KNOW
IT'S TOUGHER,

BUT THEY WON'T
FIGURE ON US TAKING
THE LONG WAY AROUND,

AND EVEN IF THEY DO,
WE'LL HAVE A NIGHT'S
RIDE AHEAD OF THEM.

PACK UP, BILLY.

COME ON, POP.
SUPPER'S OVER.

GIT YOUR HAT.

HERE'S TWO
OF THEM.

CINCH UP
THOSE WATER BAGS

AND DON'T LOAD ON
TOO MUCH GRUB.

WATER'S MORE
IMPORTANT THAN FOOD
ON THIS PICNIC.

MARSHAL, I'M
SORRY TO CAUSE
SUCH A TO-DO,

AND I WANT
TO THANK YOU
FOR COMING--

I AIN'T DOING THIS
ON YOUR ACCOUNT,
MISTER. IT'S THE LAW.

IF YOU'D KILLED 10 MEN,
I'D STILL TAKE YOU IN.

THEN YOU THINK
I DID KILL HIM?

I DON'T THINK ABOUT IT,
ONE WAY OR THE OTHER.

YOU AIN'T GOING
NOPLACE.

I'M GOING
WITH HIM.

YOU STAY HERE.
YOU MEET US IN
SANTA LOMA, HUH?

POP, I AIN'T
LEAVING YOU.

AH, THIS NEW
GENERATION.

Len: YOU THINK YOU CAN
TAKE IT, SADDLE UP.

YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN.

THAT'S A HARD MAN,
BILLY.

HE'S A FAIR ONE.

THAT'S AS IT MAY BE.

ANYWAYS, I DON'T THINK
WE'RE GOING TO HAVE NO MORE
SINGING FROM HERE ON.

NOPE, I GUESS NOT.

I DON'T KNOW.
MAYBE SINGING'S
THE WAY TO GO.

♪ DOWN IN THE VALLEY ♪

♪ THE VALLEY SO LOW ♪

♪ HANG YOUR HEAD OVER ♪

♪ HEAR THE WIND BLOW ♪

♪ HEAR THE WIND
BLOW, DEAR ♪

♪ HEAR THE WIND BLOW ♪

♪ HANG YOUR HEAD OVER ♪

♪ HEAR THE WIND BLOW ♪

DON'T SING THAT.

♪ HEAR THE WIND
BLOW, DEAR ♪

Len: THAT'S ENOUGH.

WHAT'S EATING
AT YOU, SON?

NEVER CALL ME SON.

I DIDN'T CALL YOU SON
LIKE YOU WAS ONE
OF MY KINFOLK.

FORGET IT.

WHAT'S EATING
AT HIM, BILLY?

MY SINGING
CAN'T BE THAT BAD.

I SUNG WITH YOU BEFORE.
HE NEVER SAID NOTHING.

I WOULDN'T SING
THAT ONE, POP.

WHY NOT?

HIS OLD MAN
USED TO SING IT.

MERRICK...

LISTEN TO ME.

ALONE, MY PA
MIGHT GET AWAY,

BUT THEY'D BE ABLE
TO TRAIL A WHOLE
BODY OF HORSES.

GIVE HIM A CHANCE.
LET HIM GO.

MY JOB'S TO BRING HIM
TO TRIAL.

HE'LL HANG.

THEN HE'LL HANG.

IF YOUR PA'S ALIVE,
I HOPE HIS CORPSE
SWINGS IN THE WIND.

WELL, I'LL BE DOGGONE.

WHAT IS IT, POP?

I GOT HIM.

HE'LL BE GLAD
TO TURN ME LOOSE WHEN
I'M DONE WITH HIM.

♪ DOWN IN THE VALLEY ♪

♪ THE VALLEY SO LOW ♪

♪ HANG YOUR HEAD OVER ♪

♪ HEAR THE WIND BLOW ♪

♪ HEAR THE WIND BLOW,
DEAR ♪

♪ HEAR THE WIND BLOW ♪

♪ HANG YOUR HEAD OVER ♪

♪ HEAR THE WIND BLOW ♪

HA HA HA HA!

THAT SONG YOU HATE--
YOUR FATHER USED TO
SING IT, HUH?

[POP LAUGHING]

I'M SORRY, LEN.

I REMIND YOU OF YOUR FATHER,
DON'T I, SON? AND YOU'RE
TAKING ME TO BE HUNG.

[POP LAUGHING]

WHY DON'T YOU
CALL ME POP AND MAKE
THE JOKE COMPLETE?

WE'VE GOT A LONG, DRY STRETCH
AHEAD OF US WITH A HOT WIND
COMING UP.

BILLY, CHECK
THE WATER BAGS.

AND, LOU, FILL UP
THE CANTEENS.

YEAH. I WANT TO FIX UP
THIS GRUB FIRST.

WE'LL EAT
IN THE SADDLE.

WHAT?

WE'LL EAT
IN THE SADDLE.

WE RODE ALL NIGHT.
YOU GOT TO REST UP
HERE DURING THE DAY.

IN A COUPLE HOURS,
THAT DESERT FLOOR WILL BE
BOUNCING HEAT OFF IT

LIKE...LIKE EGGS OFF
A RED-HOT SKILLET.

FILL IT.

[COUGHING]

SWALLOWED
TOO QUICK.

DID YOUR PA USE
CHAWING TOBACCO,
TOO, SON?

HA HA!

♪ DOWN IN
THE VALLEY ♪

♪ THE VALLEY
SO LOW ♪

♪ HANG
YOUR HEAD OVER ♪

♪ HEAR THE WIND
BLOW ♪

LAY OFF, POP.

NO SENSE
JUST TAUNTING HIM.

I GOT A DAGGER
IN HIM, AND NOW
I'M TWISTING IT.

SOMETHING'S
GOT TO GIVE.

IF I COULD GET
MY HANDS ON HIS GUN...

GUN? THIS
SONG'S BETTER
THAN ANY GUN.

♪ DOWN IN
THE VALLEY ♪

♪ THE VALLEY
SO LOW ♪

♪ HANG YOUR HEAD
OVER ♪

♪ HEAR THE WIND
BLOW ♪

♪ HEAR THE WIND
BLOW, DEAR ♪

♪ HEAR THE WIND
BLOW ♪

♪ HANG YOUR HEAD
OVER ♪

Ann: ♪ THROW
YOUR ARMS ROUND ME ♪

♪ GIVE
MY HEART EASE ♪

♪ IF YOU DON'T
LOVE ME ♪

♪ LOVE WHOM
YOU PLEASE... ♪

ALL FILLED UP, LEN.

ALL RIGHT,
LET'S GET MOVING.

♪ GIVE
MY HEART EASE ♪

COME ON!

I LIKE IT HERE.

OOH! OOH!

OH!

[LAUGHTER]

GET MOUNTED.

YOU KNOW, BILLY,

THEY CALL THIS
DEAD MAN'S CREEK.

HOW COME?

A U.S. MARSHAL
FELL OFF HIS HORSE

AND DROWNED HIMSELF
RIGHT HERE.

Pop:
♪ THE VALLEY SO LOW ♪

♪ HANG YOUR HEAD OVER ♪

♪ HEAR THE WIND BLOW ♪

♪ HEAR THE WIND
BLOW, DEAR ♪

♪ HEAR THE WIND BLOW ♪

♪ HANG YOUR HEAD OVER ♪

♪ HEAR THE WIND BLOW ♪

♪ IF YOU DON'T LOVE ME,
LOVE WHOM... ♪

DON'T THAT OLD COOT
EVER DRY UP?

HE KEEPS RUNNING ON
LIKE ONE OF THEM
GRAMOPHONE MACHINES.

IT'S BAD ENOUGH THAT
WE GOT TO SWEAT OUT
ALL THIS HEAT

WITHOUT LISTENING
TO THAT OLD COOT
A-CROAKING.

IT'S MY DOING.

I SHOULDN'T MAYBE
HAVE TOLD HIM
ABOUT...

ABOUT WHAT?

I'M ON THIS PICNIC,
TOO, YOU KNOW!

NOTHING.

♪ ...DON'T LOVE ME,
LOVE WHOM YOU PLEASE ♪

♪ THROW YOUR ARMS ROUND ME,
GIVE MY HEART EASE ♪

♪ GIVE MY HEART
EASE, LOVE ♪

♪ GIVE MY HEART
EASE ♪

♪ THROW YOUR ARMS
ROUND-- ♪

HA HA!
DON'T STOP NOW!

I'M JUST BEGINNING
TO ENJOY IT, SON!

[POP LAUGHING]

WE'LL REST HERE.

BREAK OUT
THE GRUB, LOU.

WHAT'S THE MATTER--
IS HE HUNGRY NOW?

WELL, PIN A MEDAL
ON HIM.

MERRICK, I'VE GOT
A DEAL TO OFFER YOU.

WHAT WOULD IT
BE WORTH TO YOU

NOT TO HEAR
THAT SONG NO MORE?

YOU KNOW, IT WILL BE
GETTING DARK SOON,

AND YOU WOULDN'T BE
HELD ACCOUNTABLE.

I COULD TAKE
MY CHANCES
ON THE DESERT

AND HEAD
FOR THE BORDER.

YOU WOULDN'T BE
HEARING THAT SONG
NO MORE.

THERE WILL BE NO DEAL.
NOW, GET BACK THERE.

ALL RIGHT,
ALL RIGHT.

BUT I'VE
BEEN MEANING
TO ASK YOU, SON,

ABOUT YOUR FATHER.

YOU KNOW, YOU NEVER
DID SAY, SON...

BUT DID YOU
HANG HIM, TOO?

LET GO! LET GO!
LEAVE HIM ALONE!

LET HIM GO!

[LOU LAUGHING]

POP, WHAT HAPPENED?

THAT MAN'S
A TOUGH TRADER.

IN FACT,
HE DON'T TRADE!

WHAT'S THE MATTER
WITH YOU?
YOU GONE LOCO?

HELP LOU
WITH THE GRUB.

LEN, NO SENSE
DRIVING YOURSELF
THIS WAY.

WHAT TUNE
YOU SINGING NOW?

I DON'T KNOW.

MAYBE--MAYBE WE
SHOULDN'T TAKE HIM
INTO SANTA LOMA.

WHAT ARE YOU
DRIVING AT?

WHAT I MEAN IS,

HE'S A HARMLESS
OLD COOT.

WELL, YOU KNOW
WHAT I MEAN.

HE--HE DON'T LOOK
LIKE A KILLER.

THAT AIN'T
YOUR BUSINESS...

OR MINE.

OUR JOB IS
TO TAKE HIM IN.

[HOOFBEATS]

Len: GET MOUNTED!

Roden: MERRICK!

WE'RE TAKING
THE RUSTLER ALONE,

OR YOU'LL DIE
WITH HIM!

I'M WARNING YOU FOR
THE LAST TIME, RODEN!

DON'T COME ANY CLOSER!

ALL RIGHT,
TAKE COVER.

[GUNSHOTS]

[GUNSHOT]

[NEIGHING]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOTS]

KEEP SHOOTING.

[GUNSHOT]

I GOT
THEIR WATER BAG.

I WANT THE RUSTLER.

[GUNSHOTS]

LET'S TRY
AND GET ABOVE THEM.

KEEP DOWN!

[GUNSHOT]

HEY, RODEN!

LOOK AT DAN!

HE'LL GET THE RUSTLER,
ALL RIGHT.

[GUNSHOTS]

ANOTHER TRIGGER FINGER
WON'T DO NO HARM.

I CAN SHOOT,
TOO, MISTER.

YOU SHOOT BACK THERE
AND SIT DOWN. GO ON!

AGH!

[GUNSHOT]

DROP IT...FAST!

GET UP AND KEEP
YOUR HANDS HIGH.

[HOOFBEATS]

GET OVER THERE.

Len: CALL THEM OFF.
CALL THEM OFF!

HOLD THEM, FATHER!
HOLD THEM!

HOLD THEM!

HOLD YOUR FIRE!

LET MY SON GO!

IT'S YOUR TURN
TO GO, RODEN!

WE'LL LEAVE!

YOU CAN HAVE
THE RUSTLER...

BUT LET MY SON GO!

HE STAYS WITH US
TO SANTA LOMA!

THAT WILL GUARANTEE
NO MORE TROUBLE
FROM YOU!

LET HIM GO, I SAID!

GET GONE BEFORE
I KILL HIM ANYWAY!

I'VE LOST ONE SON.

I CAN'T LOSE ANOTHER.

TIE HIM UP.

WHAT HAPPENED?

I TURNED MY BACK
ON HIM.

I'M A DUMB DEPUTY.

[CLOTH TEARING]

WELL, I GUESS
I'LL HAVE TO TAKE
YOUR BADGE AWAY

AS SOON AS WE GET
TO SANTA LOMA.

YOU'LL HAVE TO
TURN BACK NOW.

YOU CAN'T CROSS
THE DESERT WITH HIM.

SHUT UP.

DON'T LISTEN TO HIM, LEN.
I'M ALL RIGHT.

GOT NO WATER--
ONLY WHAT'S IN
THEM CANTEENS.

THERE'S A WATER HOLE
HALFWAY ACROSS
THE DESERT.

IS THAT
ON THE LEVEL?

SURE. I GET
THIRSTY, TOO.

HOW DO WE KNOW
HE AIN'T LYING?
LET'S TURN BACK.

NO.

RODEN WILL TRAP US
IN THOSE ROCKS
FOR SURE,

AND I DON'T AIM
TO LOSE HIM.

IN THAT DESERT, WE CAN SEE
WHAT'S AHEAD OF US.

LET'S KEEP GOING.

WHAT ARE YOU
WAITING FOR?

SORRY, BILLY.

SURE YOU CAN
MAKE IT?

LET'S GO.

LOU, PUT HIM
ON BILLY'S HORSE.

YOU'RE GOING TO BE
ALL RIGHT, BOY.

SURE. I'VE BEEN
SHOT BEFORE.

YOU WANT TO REST?

LEAN BACK, BILLY.

YOU CAN
STOP LOOKING
FOR YOUR FATHER.

HE SETS MORE STORE
BY YOUR LIFE

THAN TO TIE
INTO US AGAIN.

LEN, I'M BURNING.

I'M BURNING INSIDE.

I'M THIRSTY.

Lou: YOU MIGHT
JUST AS WELL POUR
THAT WATER INTO SAND.

THE WAY THAT KID'S
SLOWING US UP,

WE GOT ANOTHER
FULL DAY'S TRAVEL
TO THE WATER HOLE.

SURE AM SORRY I SPILLED
ABOUT YOUR DAD, LEN.

FORGET IT, BILLY.

YOU SURE SAVED MY SKIN
PLENTY OF TIMES.

I WOULDN'T WANT YOU
SORE AT ME.

FORGET IT, BILLY.

EVERYTHING'S
GOING TO BE
ALL RIGHT.

S-SING THAT SONG.

I'D SURE LIKE
THAT--THAT SONG.

S-SING THAT SONG.

♪ DOWN IN THE VALLEY ♪

♪ THE VALLEY SO LOW ♪

♪ HANG YOUR HEAD OVER ♪

♪ HEAR THE WIND BLOW ♪

♪ HEAR THE WIND BLOW,
DEAR ♪

♪ HEAR THE WIND BLOW ♪

I'LL FOLLOW YOU, LEN.

I'LL ALWAYS
FOLLOW YOU.

LOU!

HE'S DEAD.

IF YOU'D LISTENED
TO HIM--

IF YOU'D LET MY POP GO,
HE WOULDN'T BE DEAD NOW!

YOU AND YOUR LAW.
HOW MANY MORE WILL YOU KILL?

WE'RE MOVING
IN AN HOUR.

PRAY FOR HIM,

AND WHEN WE GET
TO SANTA LOMA,
PRAY FOR YOURSELF.

I DIDN'T SHOOT HIM.

YOU, YOUR FATHER,
THE OTHERS--

YOU'RE ALL GUILTY.
YOU'LL ALL PAY.

THIS IS YOUR DOING.

IF YOU HADN'T KILLED
MY BROTHER,

NONE OF THIS
WOULD HAVE HAPPENED.

WHAT'S HE TALKING
ABOUT?

HE'S A KILLER.

WE SHOULD HAVE
HUNG HIM WHEN
WE HAD HIM.

POP, IS THAT
WHAT THEY'RE
TAKING YOU IN FOR?

THAT'S WHAT THEY SAY,
HONEY.

AIN'T YOU EVEN
GOING TO SAY A PRAYER?

HE KNEW A DEPUTY
TOOK CHANCES.

DON'T YOU FEEL
NOTHING?

DON'T IT
MATTER TO YOU

THAT YOUR BEST FRIEND
IS DEAD?

HE'S NOT DEAD
BY MY HAND.

HE FOLLOWED THE LAW.

THE LAW.

THE LAW MAKES YOU
TAKE MY PA IN,

AND HE'LL HANG.

BILLY FOLLOWED THE LAW,
AND HE'S DEAD.

IF YOU'D FORGET THE LAW,

YOUR FRIEND MIGHT BE ALIVE
AND MY PA WOULDN'T DIE.

I DID THAT ONCE.

ONCE, I DIDN'T STAND
BY THE LAW,

AND MY FATHER'S DEAD
BECAUSE OF IT.

I LET
MY OWN FATHER HANG.

I KILLED HIM.

I WAS HIS DEPUTY,
LIKE BILLY WAS MINE.

HE HAD TWO PRISONERS
TO DELIVER.

WE KNEW THERE WAS
DANGER OF THEM
BEING LYNCHED,

AND I THOUGHT
THEY DESERVED

WHAT WAS COMING
TO THEM...

SO WE QUARRELED,
MY FATHER AND I.

HE TOOK
THE PRISONERS ALONE.

THE LYNCHERS
WERE WAITING FOR HIM
ON THEIR WAY.

THEY LYNCHED HIM,
TOO.

AND THAT'S WHY
YOU'RE THE WAY YOU ARE.

IF I'D ONLY GONE
WITH HIM,

LIKE BILLY WENT
WITH ME.

IF I'D ONLY
FOLLOWED THE LAW

INSTEAD OF TRYING
TO DECIDE FOR MYSELF
WHAT JUSTICE WAS,

MY FATHER MIGHT
STILL BE ALIVE
TODAY.

YOU MIGHT BE DEAD, TOO.

THEY MIGHT HAVE
LYNCHED YOU.

BETTER IF THEY HAD.

STOP TORMENTING
YOURSELF

BECAUSE YOU ONCE
MADE A MISTAKE.

I STOPPED TORMENTING
MYSELF LONG AGO...

AND THEN YOUR FATHER
STARTED THAT SONG...

JUST THE WAY MY FATHER
USED TO SING IT.

MADE ME REMEMBER
ALL OVER AGAIN.

WHY DIDN'T YOU
WANT ME TO KNOW

MY PA WAS WANTED
FOR MURDER?

WHO TOLD?

IT DON'T MATTER,

BUT I KNOW WHY YOU
COULDN'T SAY IT--

BECAUSE YOU KNOW
I LOVE HIM,

SAME AS
YOU LOVED YOURS.

WE'RE FROM
THE SAME POD,
YOU AND ME.

YOU BLAME YOURSELF

BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T
SAVE YOUR PA.

YOU KNOW I GOT TO
TRY TO SAVE MINE.

I CAN'T HOLD
NO GRUDGE ON YOU.

YOU RISKED
BILLY'S LIFE
TO KEEP THE LAW,

BUT YOU RISKED
YOUR OWN, TOO.

I WISH
IT WASN'T MY PA

THAT'S BETWEEN US.

I'VE BEEN THINKING.

I'LL BET.

I CAN MAKE IT
WORTH YOUR WHILE.

A LOT OF MONEY.
INTERESTED?

EVERYBODY'S
GOT A HANKERING
FOR AN EASY DOLLAR.

HOW'D YOU LIKE TO BE
OUR RANCH BOSS?

HOW'S THAT
FOR AN IDEA?

IF YOU LET ME GO,

MY FATHER WILL
MAKE UP FOR IT.

I'LL TELL HIM
WHAT YOU DONE.

I DON'T THINK
THAT'S HARDLY ENOUGH.

ALL RIGHT.
YOU SAY THE WORD.

WHAT'S ENOUGH?

WELL, I ALWAYS
KIND OF FANCIED MYSELF

AS A RANCHER.

GO ON.

A BIG ONE--

YOU KNOW, 8, 10
SECTIONS, MAYBE,

AND ALL THE COWS
THAT GOES WITH THEM.

I'LL GET THEM FOR YOU.
MY FATHER WILL DO IT.

AS BIG A RANCH
AS YOU WANT.

HA HA HA!

YOU SURE ARE SCARED.

HA HA HA!

BOY, ARE YOU SCARED.

SCARED? WHAT DO I
GOT TO BE SCARED
ABOUT?

MERRICK,
AND THAT'S ENOUGH.

THAT'S WHY I DON'T COTTON
TO YOUR PROPOSITION.

I DON'T WANT HIM ON MY TRAIL
THE REST OF MY LIFE.

HE WON'T DO
ANYTHING TO YOU.

NO, BECAUSE
I AIN'T TAKING
NO CHANCES WITH HIM,

AND YOU BETTER NOT,
NEITHER.

BILLY WAS KILLED.
HE DON'T LIKE YOU FOR IT.

HE DON'T LIKE YOU
AT ALL.

YOU AND ME, WE'RE
IN THE SAME BOAT.

WE GOT TO
STICK TOGETHER.

ME AND YOU?

HUH! I'M
THE FELLA THAT KILLED
YOUR BROTHER, REMEMBER?

BUT YOU SAID
YOU DIDN'T DO IT.

AND YOU BELIEVED ME?

YEAH, SURE
I BELIEVED YOU.

YEAH. THAT'S WHY YOU
TRIED TO KILL ME, HUH?

LOOK, MAYBE
I'VE MADE A MISTAKE.

CAN'T A MAN
BE WRONG ONCE?

THAT MISTAKE
WAS ENOUGH TO PUT
A ROPE AROUND MY NECK.

YOU BETTER PULL YOURSELF
TOGETHER.

LOOKS LIKE YOU HAD
TOO MUCH SUN.

WELL, WE GOT TO DO
SOMETHING.

WE JUST CAN'T
SIT AROUND

AND WAIT
TO BE KILLED
BY THAT MADMAN.

ALLOWING YOU HAVE
A POINT THERE...

WHAT CAN WE DO
ABOUT IT?

THEY GOT GUNS.

WHAT DO WE GOT?

WE GOT THE GIRL.

THE WHAT?

SHE CAN HANDLE HIM.

THEY BEEN OUT THERE
FOR--

UH!

HA HA HA!

GO ON,
KILL EACH OTHER OFF.

HA HA HA!

Lou: OH,
LET THEM GO.
LET THEM FINISH IT.

NOW, WHAT HAPPENED
NOW?

I DON'T KNOW.
THEY GOT INTO
A FIGHT. THAT'S ALL.

IT WAS YOUR JOB
TO SEE THEY DIDN'T.

GET UP AND GET ON
YOUR HORSE.

PACK UP. I'LL
TAKE CARE OF THEM.

YOU AIN'T GOING TO
TAKE CARE OF NOBODY.

WHERE'S YOUR GUN?

HERE.

ALL RIGHT, JUGHEAD,

TAKE OFF YOUR GUN
AND BELT

AND THROW IT
OVER HERE.

I'M TAKING MY PA
WITH ME.

YOU GOT TO
UNDERSTAND.

YOU DID THIS WHILE
MAKING ME BELIEVE--

I MEANT
EVERY WORD I SAID,

BUT I AIN'T GOING TO
LET HIM DIE.

YOU MIGHT AS WELL
TAKE MY BELT, TOO.

ANN!

AAH!

[GASPING]

NOW WE'RE EVEN.

NOW WE'RE EVEN.

I'M TELLING YOU
ONCE AND FOR ALL.

LAY A HAND
ON HER AGAIN,
AND I'LL...

I'LL KILL YOU.

I WISH
HE WAS DEAD.

THAT MAY BE SOONER
THAN YOU THINK, HONEY.

MY HORSE HAS
PULLED UP LAME.

HEY, MISTER!

ABOUT
THAT WATER HOLE!

YOU ON THE LEVEL?

SURE, BUT WE STILL GOT
A PIECE TO GO.

Ann: NONE
OF THESE HORSES

ARE GOING TO LAST
MUCH LONGER.

Len: WELL, WE AIN'T
MAKING IT TONIGHT.

WHERE DID YOU
GET THAT?

WHY?

NOTHING.
ONLY MY BROTHER--
HE HAD ONE LIKE IT.

I FOUND IT
WHERE HE FELL.

WELL, IT'S MINE.
EVERYTHING WAS HIS
IS MINE.

YOU GIVE IT TO ME.

YOU WON'T NEED IT
WHERE YOU'RE GOING.

LOU.

RIDE HER HORSE.

Len: YOU RIDE
WITH YOUR FATHER.

I TOLD YOU
WE'D HAVE TROUBLE.

SUPPOSING THIS HORSE
GIVES OUT

BEFORE WE REACH
THAT WATER HOLE?

WE'LL WALK.

GO AHEAD!

Len: HE'S ASLEEP...

BUT I'M NOT.

GET BACK THERE.

HA HA HA!

YOU BETTER GET
SOME SLEEP, TOO.

I'LL GET
PLENTY OF SLEEP
IN SANTA LOMA

AT THE END
OF A ROPE.

THERE'S NO TELLING
HOW A JURY WILL VOTE.

YOU AIN'T HOPING
I'LL GET OUT OF IT,
ARE YOU, MARSHAL?

I DON'T LIKE TO SEE
ANYBODY HANG.

HA HA! WOULD IT BE
ON ACCOUNT OF...

I REMIND YOU
OF YOUR POP?

NO...

IT AIN'T THAT.

FOR HER?

ANYTHING WRONG
WITH THAT?

NOT A THING,

EXCEPTING
YOU AIN'T HANKERING
TO SEE ME HANG,

AND I AIN'T,
NEITHER...

AND THAT'S WHY
IF I GET A CHANCE
TO HIT THE TRAIL

BETWEEN HERE
AND SANTA LOMA,

I'M ON MY WAY...

SO DON'T
TURN YOUR BACK
ON ME, BUB,

LESSEN YOU WANT
TO GET POLEAXED.

I AIN'T GOT
NOTHING AGIN YOU
PERSONAL, MIND,

AND I DO WANT
TO THANK YOU
HERE AND NOW

FOR TRYING NOT
TO LET HER KNOW WHAT
I'M CHARGED WITH,

BUT THAT AIN'T
GOING TO AFFECT
THE SITUATION NONE.

JUST SO LONG
AS YOU'RE CONSCIOUS,
I'M A GONER,

SO I AIM TO MAKE YOU
UNCONSCIOUS,

AND DON'T THINK
THAT SENTIMENT'S

GOING TO
SWAY MY JUDGMENT.

FAIR ENOUGH, MISTER.

AND DON'T EXPECT NONE
OF ME, NEITHER.

SINCE YOU'D RATHER
TALK THAN SLEEP,
LET'S KEEP MOVING.

LOU.

HUH?

LOU!

UH! UH...

SADDLE UP.

POP.

IS THERE
A WATER HOLE,

OR ARE YOU
HEADED FOR
THE BORDER?

YES, THERE IS
A WATER HOLE, HONEY.

WE SHOULD HAVE
BEEN THERE BY NOW,

LESSEN I GOT US
ALL LOST.

WHAT ABOUT IT, LEN?

YOU HAD TO KILL
ONE HORSE ALREADY.

IF WE DON'T
REACH WATER SOON.

WON'T ONLY
BE HORSES.

KEEP THEM MOVING.

ALL RIGHT.
LET'S STEP IT UP.

RODEN AND HIS MEN!

TAKE COVER
OVER THERE!

COME ON!

WHERE ARE THEY?

RIGHT THERE.

HAVE YOU
GONE CRAZY?

THERE'S NOTHING
BUT ROCKS.

LOOK AT HIM.
YOUR BRAVE MARSHAL,

ALL PRIMED TO DEFEND HISSELF
AGIN A CLUMP OF ROCKS.

HA HA HA!

BE QUITE A FEATHER
IN YOUR CAP, MARSHAL,
CAPTURING A MIRAGE.

SINGLE-HANDED, TOO!
HA HA!

YOU CAN SAVE
YOUR BREATH.

THAT'S NOT
A MIRAGE.

COME ON.

COVER UP AND KEEP
YOUR HEADS DOWN.

LOU, TAKE HIS
HANDCUFFS OFF.

[WIND BLOWING]

DIDN'T BOTHER THEM
BUZZARDS NONE.

THERE AIN'T NO WATER HOLE.
IT'S A TRICK!

HE KILLED MY BROTHER,
AND HE'LL KILL US, TOO.

HE'S PLANNING TO MAKE
FOR THE BORDER ONCE YOU'RE
CRAWLING ON YOUR BELLY.

BEFORE I START CRAWLING,
YOU'LL ALL BE CRAWLING.

Pop: LOOK!

WHAT DID I TELL YOU?
WATER!

NOBODY DRINK!

[COUGHING]

MY FATHER DONE IT.
POISONED THAT WELL.

HE WANTS TO KILL ME,
AND THAT'S WHY HE DONE IT,

AND NOW YOU WANT
TO KILL ME, TOO,
DO YOU?

SUN'S GOT HIM.

THAT WATER WILL
KILL US ALL.

WITHOUT WATER,
NEITHER US NOR
THE HORSES

GOING TO
GET TO SANTA LOMA.

WHAT DO YOU AIM
TO DO NOW, LEN?

HALF A DAY'S RIDE
WOULD BRING US TO
THE GUADALUPE RIVER.

HE'S RIGHT.
STRAIGHT SOUTH.

WHAT ARE WE
WAITING FOR?
COME ON!

HOLD IT!

THE GUADALUPE'S
ON THE BORDER.

WE'RE STILL HEADING
FOR SANTA LOMA.

THAT'S WHAT YOU SAY,
BUT YOU'VE HAD YOUR WAY
LONG ENOUGH.

YOU LED US INTO THIS,
AND I'M A-LEADIN' US OUT.
WE'RE HEADING SOUTH.

YOU TOOK AN OATH.
YOU'LL DO AS I
TELL YOU.

BILLY TOOK AN OATH, TOO,
AND WHAT'D IT GET HIM?

COME ON!

I'M GIVING THE ORDERS.

WE'RE HEADING EAST.
GET ON YOUR HORSE.

ALL OF YOU!

GET ON YOUR HORSES.

MISTER, TAKE HIS HANDCUFFS
AND PUT THEM ON HIM.

YOU KNOW, MARSHAL,
YESTERDAY, THERE WAS
3 AGIN YOU.

TODAY THERE'S 4.

Ann: HOW LONG SINCE YOU
SLEPT, MERRICK?

YOU GOT NONE YESTERDAY.
NONE THE DAY BEFORE.

40 HOURS
WITHOUT SLEEP.

MAYBE MORE.

Lou: THAT GUN YOU'RE HOLDING

AIN'T GOING TO STAY AWAKE
ONCE THEM EYES IS CLOSED,
NEITHER.

YOU ALL HAVE TO
SLEEP, TOO.

WE DID SLEEP,
LAST NIGHT,

AND WE'LL SLEEP
AGAIN, TOO.

AFTER WE REACH SANTA LOMA.
WE AIN'T STOPPING
THE REST OF THE WAY.

WE'LL SLEEP
BEFORE,
IN THE SADDLE.

YEAH. ONE AT A TIME,
WHILE WE'RE WAITING FOR YOU
TO CLOSE YOUR EYES

JUST FOR A SECOND.

SWEET DREAMS, MARSHAL.
WHEN YOU WAKE UP--
IF YOU DO WAKE UP--

YOU AIN'T
A-GONNA FIND US
HOLDING YOUR HAND.

SO WE'LL JUST
SAY GOOD-BYE NOW,
POLITE-LIKE.

WAIT A MINUTE.

YOU RIDE
WITH ME.

THAT WAY,
YOU CAN SAY
GOOD-BYE EASIER.

LEAD OFF.

HE CAN'T LAST
MUCH LONGER.

I FIGURED HIM TO CAVE IN
LONG BEFORE THIS.

YOU WON'T GO BACK
ON YOUR DEAL?

LET HIM CLOSE HIS EYES ONCE,
AND YOU'LL FIND OUT.

YOU WON'T REGRET IT
ONCE HE'S OUT
OF THE WAY.

I WON'T REGRET IT,
BUT IF YOU DON'T LIVE UP
TO YOUR END OF THE DEAL,

YOU WILL.

I KNOW
YOU'RE TIRED.

I'D LIKE
TO STOP,

BUT WE'VE GOT TO
KEEP MOVING.

ANN...

I'M SORRY THIS ALL
HAD TO HAPPEN,

BUT I DON'T
BLAME YOU.

YOU FOUGHT
FOR YOUR FATHER

THE ONLY WAY
YOU COULD.

GETTING HUMAN?

FORGETTING
YOU'RE THE LAW?

WE GOT NO CAUSE
TO FIGHT NOW.

NOT NOW...WHEN ANY MINUTE,
WE'LL BE BUZZARD BAIT.

WE'LL MAKE IT.

LEN, ARE YOU
ALL RIGHT?

LEN, WAKE UP!
WAKE UP!

Lou: WE'VE
GOT HIM.

THIS IS WHAT
WE'VE BEEN
WAITING FOR.

WE'RE FREE,
ANN. FREE!

YOU CAN'T
LEAVE HIM HERE
TO DIE.

Dan: GO ON.
FINISH HIM OFF.

NO, POP!
YOU CAN'T.

TALK TO HER.
SHE'S YOUR DAUGHTER.

THIS IS THE CHANCE
WE'VE BEEN WAITING FOR.

LEN, WAKE UP.
WAKE UP!

LEN. NOW IT'S LEN.
NO WONDER YOU'RE
STICKING UP FOR HIM.

CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND
I'M TRYING TO SAVE
YOUR FATHER?

I'LL SEE YOU BOTH
ACROSS THE BORDER SAFE.

AIN'T NO ONE
GOING TO BOTHER ME.

I'LL BE THE BOSS
OF THE RODEN RANCH.

I'LL BE THE BOSS OF
THIS WHOLE TERRITORY,
NOW MY BROTHER'S GONE.

YOUR BROTHER?

YOU SURE AIN'T
MUCH IN MOURNING.

POP!

NOW THEN, DRILL HIM.
DRILL HIM!

THEN WE LEAVE.

NO.

NO!

WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?

YOU GOT THE GUN.

USE IT WHILE YOU
GOT THE CHANCE.

HERE.
YOU TAKE IT.

I'M NO GOOD AT
KEEPING THE LAW.

YOU KILLED HIM.
WHY DIDN'T YOU
FINISH THE JOB?

HOW STUPID YOU ARE.

LOU GOT YOUR RIFLE.

POP KILLED HIM
TO SAVE YOUR LIFE.

YOU'RE WASTING
YOUR TIME, ANN.

HE'S JUST A MEAN
AND NARROW MAN.

YOU HAD YOUR CHANCE.

YOU LET IT PASS.

YEAH.

SOMETIMES A FELLOW
CONFUSES HISSELF.

I HAD MY NECK
OUT OF THE NOOSE,

AND I STUCK IT
RIGHT BACK IN AGAIN.

ALL RIGHT, MARSHAL.
SPEAK YOUR PIECE.

YOU'VE GOT THE GUN,
AND YOU'RE THE LAW.

WHAT'S YOUR
NEXT MOVE?

WE BURY LOU.

START DIGGING.

WE GOT NO SHOVELS.

USE YOUR HANDS.

AND AFTER THAT,
LOOKS LIKE WE'LL
USE OUR FEET.

[BIRDS SINGING]

CONGRATULATIONS, MARSHAL.
YOU'VE GOT WHAT YOU WANTED.

THERE'S SANTA LOMA.

HEY, HONEY,
GET OVER HERE.

Len: FOLLOW ME.

WE'VE BEEN EXPECTING YOU
FOR 3 DAYS, MARSHAL.

WE GOT DELAYED.

ALL RIGHT, SHERIFF.
THEY'RE YOURS.

MARSHAL MERRICK?

YES, SIR.

I'M JUDGE MORROW.

WHERE ARE
YOUR DEPUTIES?

DEAD. HE ANSWERS
FOR ONE OF THEM
WITH HIS SON.

AND THE OTHER?

HER FATHER KILLED HIM
TO PROTECT ME.

RODEN, YOU CAN SHARE
YOUR SON'S CELL.

MR. RODEN HAS ASKED BAIL
FOR HIS SON.

THAT COYOTE? HE'D BE
IN MEXICO BY MORNING.

AND FOR MYSELF?

ALL RIGHT.
YOU WON'T RUN.

NOT WHILE KEITH'S
STILL ALIVE.

BAIL IS $5,000.

COURT WILL BE IN SESSION
IN 3 HOURS.

YOUR HONOR...

YOU'RE NOT GOING TO
START THE TRIAL
THIS EVENING, ARE YOU?

I HAVE NO CHOICE.

I'LL TRY
KEITH TONIGHT,
THE RODENS TOMORROW.

I'M DUE
TO HOLD COURT
TUESDAY IN PUEBLO.

JUSTICE. THAT'S WHAT
YOU PROMISED, AIN'T IT?

I TOLD YOU
WHAT HE'D GET.
CATTLEMEN'S JUSTICE!

A TRIAL
IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT

SO AS YOU CAN
HANG HIM QUICKER.

ARE YOU SATISFIED NOW?

[CRYING]

Judge: YOUNG WOMAN,
I CAN UNDERSTAND

YOUR ANXIETY
FOR YOUR FATHER,

BUT JUSTICE
DOES NOT VARY WITH
THE TIME OF DAY.

YOUR FATHER CAN
RECEIVE AS FAIR
A TRIAL IN DARKNESS

AS IN DAYLIGHT.

[BANGS GAVEL]

THE PEOPLE OF THIS TERRITORY
VS. TIMOTHY KEITH.

DO YOU SOLEMNLY SWEAR
TO TELL THE TRUTH,
THE WHOLE TRUTH,

AND NOTHING
BUT THE TRUTH,
SO HELP YOU GOD?

I DO.

THAT MORNING,
ED WAS ABOUT BEFORE DAWN.

HE WAS ALWAYS THE FIRST ONE UP
AND THE FIRST ONE OUT.

HE WAS BORN TO THE RANGE.

WELL, ABOUT SUNRISE,

HE HEADED UP
TOWARD THE NORTH SECTION
TO HEAD IN THE STRAGGLERS.

IT WAS THE LAST TIME
I SAW MY SON ALIVE.

I SAW
MY BROTHER LEAVE.

IT WAS JUST ON 6:00,
AND I WENT ON BACK
TO THE RANCH.

MY FATHER
HAD ASKED ME TO
ORDER UP SUPPLIES.

DAN HAD PUT HIS FATHER
IN A BAD TEMPER.

HE COULDN'T SEE WHY
THE BOY DIDN'T STIR HIS STUMPS
LIKE HIS BROTHER.

HE TOOK HIS BEEF OUT
ON THE REST OF US,

ROUSTING US AROUND
TO GET GOING.

HARDLY WANTED TO GIVE US
TIME FOR BREAKFAST.

SOON AS WE
HAD BREAKFAST,

HE SENT SAM WEAVER
AND ME OUT AFTER
YOUNG ED

TO LEND HIM A HAND.

WE FOUND HIS BODY
JUST ON 10:00

UP IN A GROVE
OF COTTONWOODS.

HE WAS LAYING
WHERE HE FELL,

WITH A HOLE AS BIG AS A DOLLAR
BLASTED IN HIS BACK.

THE GROUND AROUND WAS TRAMPLED
WHERE THE CATTLE
HAD GONE THROUGH.

JAKE WILSON AND BILL JEROME
HAD JOINED US BY THEN,

AND WE FOLLOWED
THE CATTLE TRAIL.

HIGH NOON,
WE CAUGHT UP
WITH THE KILLER

AND THE CATTLE,
12 HEAD OF THEM.

HE DIDN'T GIVE US ANY FIGHT.
COULDN'T.

HE DIDN'T EVEN PULL HIS GUN
WHEN WE RUN HIM DOWN.

GUESS HE WAS TOO AFRAID
TO MAKE A MOVE,

BUT HE SURE LOOKED GUILTY
WHEN WE GOT HIM.

I STOLE THE CATTLE
RIGHT ENOUGH.

AIN'T NO SENSE
PRETENDING I DIDN'T.

BUT I'M TELLING YOU
STRAIGHT,

I NEVER KILLED
YOUNG ED.

HE MIGHT HAVE
FOLLOWED MY TRAIL,
BUT HE NEVER CROSSED IT.

THE ONLY TROUBLE IS,
HE AIN'T HERE
TO PROVE IT.

Man: THE DEFENSE RESTS.

Second man: PEOPLE REST.

[BANGS GAVEL]

WAIT A MINUTE.

YOUR HONOR?

I'M A LAW OFFICER.

A MAN'S CHARGED WITH A CRIME,
I BRING HIM IN.

ONCE HE'S IN A CELL,
MY JOB IS DONE,

AND IT'S UP TO A JURY
TO DECIDE WHETHER HE'S
INNOCENT OR GUILTY,

AND I'VE NEVER LET MYSELF CARE
ONE WAY OR THE OTHER.

THIS IS DIFFERENT.

HE HAD MY GUN
AND COULD HAVE
KILLED ME.

INSTEAD, HE USED IT ON THE MAN
WHO WAS TRYING TO KILL ME.

BUT I AIN'T SPEAKING FOR HIM
BECAUSE HE SAVED MY LIFE.
THAT'S NOT WHAT MATTERS.

WHAT'S IMPORTANT IS THAT
HE HAD HIS CHANCE TO RUN AWAY
AND DIDN'T TAKE IT.

A KILLER DON'T
GIVE UP THAT CHANCE.

HE'D RUN FROM THE NOOSE
NO MATTER WHAT.

I GUESS THAT'S ALL,

BUT YOU GOT TO KNOW,
HE'S INNOCENT.

YOUR HONOR, MAY I
ASK THE MARSHAL
A QUESTION?

Judge: PROCEED.

ARE YOU IN LOVE
WITH THE DEFENDANT'S
DAUGHTER?

YES, SIR.

Lawyer: THAT'S ALL,
YOUR HONOR.

I'LL STAND BY
THE JURY'S VERDICT.

[PEOPLE ALL TALKING AT ONCE]

[GAVEL BANGS]

[GAVEL BANGS]

GENTLEMEN OF THE JURY,
HAVE YOU AGREED UPON A VERDICT?

WELL, I'LL
TELL YOU, JUDGE,

WE AIM FOR A FAIR
AND HONEST VERDICT.

NOW, NO ONE SAW
THE OLD MAN KILL YOUNG RODEN,
BUT YOUNG RODEN'S DEAD,

AND THERE AIN'T A HINT
OF EVIDENCE AGAINST NOBODY ELSE.

AND HE DID HAVE THE STEERS
ED WAS AFTER,

SO WE'VE GOT NO CHOICE
BUT TO FIND THE OLD MAN GUILTY.

[PEOPLE TALKING]

Judge: THE PRISONER
WILL RISE.

YOU HAVE HEARD THE VERDICT.
THE PENALTY IS MANDATORY
AND PRESCRIBED BY LAW.

IT IS THEREFORE
THE SENTENCE OF THE COURT

THAT YOU BE HANGED BY THE NECK
UNTIL YOU ARE DEAD.

NO! NO!

[GAVEL BANGS]

Judge: THE SENTENCE
WILL BE CARRIED OUT
AT DAWN TOMORROW MORNING.

ANN.

ANN.

ANN, YOU CAN'T
STAY HERE.

IF IT'S AGAINST THE LAW,
ARREST ME.

YOU FOLLOW THE LAW.

YEAH.

I FOLLOWED IT.

I TOLD YOU WE'D NEVER
GET A FAIR TRIAL.

HE GOT A FAIR TRIAL.

SO YOU'RE SATISFIED.

YOU TESTIFIED FOR HIM,
SO YOUR CONSCIENCE
IS CLEAR,

BUT HE DIDN'T
GET A FAIR TRIAL.

YOU DIDN'T LET HIM!

"IT'S NONE OF MY BUSINESS
WHETHER HE'S INNOCENT
OR GUILTY."

THAT'S WHAT YOU SAID.

BUT YOU DIDN'T BOTHER
TO FIND OUT.

YOU JUST BROUGHT POP IN,
AND THAT ENDED IT.

WHAT DO YOU THINK
I'VE BEEN WALKING
THE STREETS FOR
ALL NIGHT?

SURE. NOW YOU CARE.

NOW YOU KNOW HE'S INNOCENT,
AND IT'S TOO LATE TO PROVE IT.

THEY'RE OUT THERE
DIGGING HIS GRAVE,

AND IT'S YOU
WHO PUT HIM IN IT.

[DOOR OPENS]

POP! POP!

GO HOME, HONEY.

NO. I'M STAYING
WITH YOU, POP.

I AIN'T
LEAVING YOU.

NO!

AAH!

GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!

YOU KILLED YOUR OWN FATHER,
AND NOW YOU'RE GOING TO
KILL MINE.

POP!

POP.

POP!

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

WHAT'S THIS MEAN?

HE'S GONE CRAZY.

I WANT HIM TO SEE
THE HANGING, TOO.

YOU GOT BAIL, SO YOU GOT
A RINGSIDE SEAT.

ONLY FAIR DAN SEE
HIS BROTHER'S KILLER DIE.

WHAT ARE YOU
TALKING ABOUT?

ABOUT THE SON HE LOVED
AND THE SON HE DIDN'T.

DAN KNEW IT ALL THE TIME.

SO THAT'S WHY YOU THOUGHT
YOUR FATHER POISONED
THE WATER HOLE--

TO GET RID OF YOU BECAUSE
YOU'D NEVER BE THE MAN
YOUR BROTHER WAS.

Dan: DON'T LISTEN TO HIM.

WHAT ARE YOU
DRIVING AT?

JUST THINK DAN'S ENTITLED
TO WHAT'S COMING TO HIM--

INCLUDING THIS.

DON'T BE AFRAID.
IT'S ONLY A WATCH.

IT SAYS INSIDE,
"TO MY SON DAN

ON HIS 21st BIRTHDAY."

GIVE IT TO HIM
AND LET'S GET ON
WITH THIS.

RODEN, I SAVED THIS
FOR YOU.

I FOUND THIS
IN THE COTTONWOOD GROVE
WHERE YOUR SON WAS SHOT.

DON'T LISTEN TO HIM.
I AIN'T BEEN NEAR
THAT GROVE IN A YEAR.

I PICKED IT UP WHERE
YOUR BROTHER'S BODY LAY.

I LENT IT TO ED.

HE LOST HIS WATCH,
SO I GIVE HIM MINE.

YOU LIE.

ED'S WATCH
WAS IN HIS POCKET
WHEN I BURIED HIM.

STAND BACK!

DROP THAT GUN.

YOU CAN'T SHOOT,
MERRICK.

I LEARNED THIS TRICK
FROM YOU, REMEMBER?

PUT THE GUN
DOWN, DAN.

TALK SENSE.
YOU WANT ME HANGED?

I WANT YOU TO DIE
WITH A BULLET
THROUGH YOUR BACK,

THE WAY YOU KILLED
YOUR BROTHER.

IT'S YOUR FAULT.
EVERYTHING FOR HIM
AND NOTHING FOR ME.

I HAD TO DO IT
TO GET MY FAIR SHARE.

I WORKED FOR IT,
AND I KILLED FOR IT,

AND YOU AIN'T GOING TO
TAKE IT AWAY FROM ME!

IN THE BACK,
YOU COWARD.

YOU SHOT HIM
IN THE--

DON'T FOLLOW ME.

[HORSE WHINNYING]

[HORSES WHINNYING]

[GUNSHOT]

YOU KNOW, IT'S FRIGHTENING
WHAT CAN HAPPEN TO A MAN

WITH A LAW OFFICER
IN THE FAMILY.

I TELL YOU,
IT'S DOWNRIGHT
TERRIFYING.

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