Guns of the Timberland (1960) Movie Script

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Warner Bros.

* cry timber, timber *

* timber, I cry *

* if a tree don't fall on me *

* I'll live till I die *

* timber, timber *

* timber, I cry *

* if a tree don't fall on me *

* I'll live till I die *

* there's cash in my pocket *

* my heart is on fire *

* tonight's not the night

to be joining the choir *

* the women all chase me *

* they follow my tracks *

* I guess it's the way

that I handle my ax *

* cry timber, timber *

* follow my tracks *

* I guess it's the way *

* that I handle my ax *

* if the ocean was whiskey *

* I'd learn how to sail *

* I'd turn in my ax *

* for a 3-gallon pail *

* cry timber, timber *

* just hear me wail *

* I'd turn in my ax

for a 3-gallon pail *

* timber, timber *

* timber, I cry *

* if a tree don't fall on me *

* I'll live till I die *

timber!

* the life of a logger's

a dangerous life *

* but, oh, what a way

to be rid of your wife *

* cry timber, timber *

* dangerous life *

* but, oh, what a way

to be rid of your wife *

ha ha ha!

* I hate drinking whiskey *

* I can't stand the taste *

* but it's better than

watching it going to waste *

* the whiskey and women *

* are waiting tonight *

* and there's nothing

that's better

* exceptin' a fight *

* cry... *

monty, come here.

Yeah, Jim!

* waiting tonight *

* and there's nothing

that's better *

we're here.

(Train whistle blows)

* we've said it before *

* and we'll say it again *

* ranching's for women,

and logging's for men **

(Barking)

Hey, where

is everybody?

I don't know.

Hey, friend.

Hello, friend.

What's

going on here?

Nothing.

Well,

where is everybody?

What you expect?

A brass band?

Sure. Why not?

Now, you know,

folks around here

don't take to loggers.

Now, look here,

mister.

Every place we go,

people are happy

to see US.

We spend money

like water.

We'll put this town

on the map.

Or take it off.

Jim, I don't think

that guy likes US.

Monty,

this place looks

like

a ghost town.

Lots of timber,

though.

That's all

we care about.

Get rid of this.

You heard what he said.

Get rid of it.

Sure.

Don't worry

about him, partner.

He's a little rough,

maybe, but, uh...

I can take care

of him.

All right,

but he's your problem.

Blackie!

Yeah, boss?

Start unloading.

All right,

you Jacks.

Start getting

the big stuff off of here.

Unload that end.

I'll get the horses

and the groceries.

I'll go with you.

No. Stay here

and set up camp.

Whatever you say.

I'll meet you

at the gap.

If you get in trouble,

let me know.

I'll come quick.

Don't you worry.

I'll yell.

Hey, Jim,

see if you can find

some good women

and bad whiskey.

How about the other

way around?

Good, sure. Anything

you say, partner!

But loggers

are loggers,

and we don't

want them here

in deepwell.

Ah, don't bust

a gut, judd.

We'll take care

of them.

She'd look

awful pretty in pink.

I don't know, Jane.

Aunt Sarah said red,

so red it better be.

Well...

Oh, give me

some candy sticks

for my wife.

(Storekeeper)

Why, certainly.

Thought you wanted

some goods.

Well, that was

pretty good, wasn't it?

Janey?

Yes, pa?

Will you wait

on Mrs. Gordon?

Bert can take care

of himself.

Yes, pa.

(Softly)

See you tonight.

He's in here

often enough.

Mark my words, Sam.

We're in trouble--

real trouble--

if we want to keep

that timber.

Here you are, Sam.

$20.

Thanks, judd.

I'll have Jane

deliver it

sometime

this afternoon.

Hello.

I want

35 dozen eggs,

8 sides of bacon,

14 pounds of coffee.

The rest is

on the list.

Yeah.

Well, now...

That's a lot

of food, mister.

It's a lot of men.

That will all

be gone in a week.

I might not have

that much bacon or coffee.

Give me as much

as you can.

We're making camp

at the gap.

Will you deliver it?

Sorry.

No deliveries.

But you delivered

for him.

The law says I got

to sell to you.

It says nothing

about delivering.

All right.

I'll pick it up.

Any law

about information?

Well, now,

that's according

to what you want

to know.

Where's

the livery stable?

Few doors down.

Turn in the alley.

Thanks.

Hello?

Anybody home?

Oh, hello.

Nice horse.

Best in town.

Want to rent him?

I need about

30 of them.

Got a lot

of logging to do.

I'm sorry, mister.

These horses

are already hired.

You rented them

pretty fast.

Look, mister,

I ain't got

nothing against you

personally.

It's just that

my horses

are particular

who they work for.

You know where

I can hire some?

Well, there's a lot

of ranchers

around here.

You want to try,

you're welcome.

Yeah.

I'll bet.

Nice workhorses.

Best there are.

Just got them shod.

They for rent?

No. They belong

to the Riley ranch.

We've got lots

of them out there.

How about

taking me out there?

Uh-uh.

I'd get

skinned alive

if I brought

a logger out there.

Well,

if you're afraid.

Wait, mister.

I'm not afraid

of nobody.

You want a ride,

you just

climb up here.

Well, thanks.

Nice place.

Runs all the way

to piety mountain.

Riley

does all right.

How long you been

a ranch hand?

I'm not a ranch hand.

Aunt Sarah says

I'm too young.

All I do is run errands--

kid stuff.

Well, I thought

sure enough

you were

a ranch hand.

The barn's up ahead.

Where will I

find the boss?

Probably

in the corral.

(Shouting)

Give him more rein!

Don't tighten,

or it'll throw you!

Whoa.

Thanks for the ride.

Aw, come on!

Come on!

Give it more rein!

More rein,

do you hear?

Do you hear me?

More re--rein!

Ride him,

aunt Sarah!

Who pushed me?

Nobody

pushed you.

Well, then,

don't stand there gawking.

If you didn't push me,

at least help me up.

Sarah, you didn't give

that fence enough rein!

Sure, aunt Sarah.

You were riding him

too tight.

Go on!

Get out of here!

That's it!

We'll take him

for you.

You did good.

He's going to

be all right.

How'd I do,

aunt Sarah?

Oh, you did it.

You did it!

What a ride!

Your old man

would have been

proud of you today.

Oh, you're

a holy mess.

You're too dirty

for brushing.

I'll fill a tub

of water for you.

Hello.

Mighty fine riding.

Thank you.

Nice spread

you've got here.

I'd like to talk

to Riley.

Start talking.

You're Riley?

What about it?

Well, I thought

I was going to see

an old man.

You see...Well,

my name is Jim Hadley.

Laura Riley.

Howdy. Miss?

Miss, but please

don't call me

miss Riley.

It sounds like

a schoolteacher.

Just Laura

or Riley will do.

Well, the way

you handle that horse,

you sure know

your business.

I don't believe

I know yours.

I'd like to hire

some horses.

How many

will you need?

About 30.

That's an awful lot

of horses.

What do you

want them for?

See, I'm a logger.

Get off my land.

I told you to go,

or would you rather

be helped off?

Look, I'm a logger.

I'm not a thief.

To US, it's all

the same thing.

I don't know

what you mean.

Look. There she is--

piety mountain.

Lot of wood on her.

We'd like her

to stay that way.

If you

log the timber

off that mountain,

there won't be

a blade of grass

left in this valley.

The first rain

will wash away

the topsoil.

No topsoil,

no grass.

No grass,

no cattle.

It's not our problem.

We've got a Grant.

You'll ruin

every rancher

in this valley.

Does that make any

difference to you?

Sorry. If you won't

give me the horses,

I'll get them

someplace else,

but those trees

come down.

I wouldn't be

too sure.

People can get

mighty stubborn

when you push them

into a corner.

That goes both ways.

Well, we know where

we stand, anyway.

Good-bye,

Mr. Hadley.

What did he want?

He's a logger.

Well,

he's trespassing.

Mr. Hadley.

I'll drive you back.

Bert.

You're not driving

him anyplace.

But I brought him

out here.

You're not driving

him anywhere.

He's got no way

of getting back.

It's all right,

Bert.

Thanks, anyway.

Thanks for

your hospitality.

Any time.

What good

did that do US?

I'm trying to protect

your interests.

I don't want you

to fight with them.

We'll have to find

some other way.

All right.

But I got a feeling

there is no other way.

Don't put that sugar

on the wet ground!

Cookie, where

do you want this water?

Put it in

the water barrel!

Well, make up

your mind!

What about the girl?

Oh, it isn't her,

monty.

It's the townspeople.

They don't want US.

Why? We're not

bothering anybody.

They claim if

we cut their timber,

it would ruin

their watershed.

So what? Our job's

cutting trees,

not ranching.

We got the tiger

by the tail.

And we won't

let it go.

We got every nickel

we ever made

tied up on this

railroad contract.

We got nine weeks

to deliver

that lumber,

and that's just what

we're going to do.

Right?

Right.

Good.

Now, uh...Tell me,

partner, uh...

What about the girl?

Who is she?

Is she pretty,

maybe?

Not bad.

Her name's Riley.

Riley?

You sure

she's a girl?

Unless they're

making shirts

different these days.

Ha ha ha!

Timber!

(Wood splitting)

Timber!

(Sawing)

Hi, there,

Mr. Hadley!

Hi, Bert!

Timber!

Ha!

Whoa! Whoa.

Mr. Hadley.

Oh, hello.

Well, thank you.

Gee, this logging

business is real great.

We think it is.

Hey, monty.

Be right

with you, Jim.

All right, Vince!

Down the hill!

Timber!

All right,

you men!

Limber up!

What are you doing,

Mr. Hadley?

Lining up the fall

of a tree.

Gosh.

Blackie!

Favor

the left wedge.

All right, boss.

Timber!

Hey, monty!

How's it going?

Great, Jim!

Just great.

I've never seen

such good timber.

And the men--

whew.

They sure work hard.

Hey.

Saturday night,

we buy

the bottles, huh?

All right.

And maybe I'll

meet this, uh...

This girl Riley,

huh, boy?

Sure, Mr. Monty.

You watch me,

partner.

She meets me,

and, uh...

We get all

the horses we want.

First, you tackle

that tree.

Come on, son.

Mr. Hadley, would you

give me a job?

But you've

got a job.

But I want to be

a lumberjack, like you.

What about

your aunt Sarah?

She's not

really my aunt.

She and Riley

took me in

after my pa died.

What about

your mother?

I never knew her.

Anyway, I figured

if I can make

some real money,

I could pay Riley

and aunt Sarah back

for my keep.

I'll bet you have.

I'd sure feel better

if I could make

money of my own,

be able to

take care of them

in case

something happened.

You understand

how a man feels.

Go home before Riley

comes and gets you.

Don't worry.

Riley wouldn't

be caught dead

around loggers.

Thanks, Mr. Hadley,

but I still want

to be a logger.

There it is, Riley.

Take a good look.

Come next spring,

your cattle will be

eating mud.

Go see judd

and the others.

Tell them

we'll meet tonight.

We'd be no better

than they are.

Let's fight

fire with fire.

Wait a minute.

Either we stop them now

or end up

in a ghost town.

We know, Clay,

but there must be

some legal way.

They've got

a government Grant.

Our only hope

is to stall them

until it runs out.

I don't know

about that.

That seems

dangerous to me.

(Crowd muttering)

We'd better

decide fast.

Sheriff Taylor

may pay US

a visit.

Well, judd?

I'm for it.

How about you,

Brandt?

Sounds good.

Evans?

Count me in.

Sam?

We've got as much

to lose as you.

If your ranches fail,

our stores do.

Tell US

what to do.

I'll handle that.

We've got to

figure out when.

Bert hangs around

their camp.

According to him,

the whole crew

is coming to town

Saturday night.

Good.

That's it, then.

The dance is Saturday.

Shall we cancel it?

No, that's

even better.

It will work

for US.

Everybody will be

in the town hall,

no one in the way.

Good. Very good.

If it's

all settled,

we'd better

break this up.

And keep it

quiet.

Let's go.

I got a feeling

this is one dance

we'll never forget.

I promise you,

judd,

neither will

Mr. Hadley.

* oh, I love a girl *

* and she loves me *

* ba ba ba ba ba *

* yeah, I love a girl *

* and she loves me *

* ba ba ba ba ba *

* oh, gee whizz whilikens

golly gee *

* gee whizz whilikens

golly gee *

* gee whizz

whilikens golly gee *

* oh, I love a girl *

* and she loves me *

* ba ba ba ba ba *

* ba ba ba ba ba ba *

* is my baby sweet? *

* as sugar candy,

apple pie *

* when our two lips meet *

* ooh, yeah,

I just sigh *

* gee whizz whilikens

golly gee *

* she's the prettiest

thing you'll see *

* gee whizz whilikens

golly gee *

* oh, I love a girl *

* and she loves me *

* ba ba ba ba ba *

* yeah, I love a girl *

* and she loves me *

* ba ba ba ba ba *

* ah, she's so heavenly *

* and a real live,

walking, talking dream *

* she just touches me *

* and, ooh, yeah,

I just scream *

* gee whizz whilikens

golly gee *

* we're going steady now,

yes, sirree *

* gee whizz whilikens

golly gee *

* I love a girl *

* and she loves me *

* ba ba ba ba ba *

* yeah, I love a girl *

* and she loves me *

* ba ba ba ba ba *

* ba-ah ba **

Now play

something lively!

Come on.

I want to dance.

That mean you don't

like my singing?

It means I like

your dancing.

* **

****

I'm sure glad

we had the dance.

I haven't seen

much of you

since those loggers

came to town.

Then let's go

outside.

Show me how glad

you really are.

Bert.

Oh, this is

wonderful, Amos.

I feel like I'm 18

all over again.

Well, don't get

any younger, Sarah.

I couldn't stand it.

Oh!

What's the matter,

partner?

We're ahead of schedule,

making lots of money.

Why don't you have fun

for a change?

Things are going

too smoothly.

Ah, you worry

too much.

Me, I don't care--

not on Saturday

night, anyway.

All right.

Let's have fun.

Now you're

talking, Jim!

(Music ends)

Thank you, Sam.

Oh, it's been

right pleasurable,

miss Laura.

Come on, Sam.

It'll take

the poor thing

a week

to get over

your tromping

on her feet.

I haven't had

a chance to tell you

how beautiful

you look tonight.

Thank you, sir.

Well, it's true.

You know, Riley,

you wouldn't

have to worry

about those loggers

if you'd let me

take care of you.

We agreed not

to talk about that.

You agreed.

I didn't.

Please, Clay,

not tonight.

I thought girls

liked to be told

when somebody

loves them.

Next time

the music starts,

you tell me.

What's happened

to the music?

Come on, Archie!

Archie, come on,

before my legs

stiffen up.

Tune her up

and let her go!

* cry timber, timber *

* timber, I cry *

* if a tree

don't fall on me *

* I'll live till I die *

* timber, timber *

* timber, I cry *

* if a tree

don't fall on me *

* I'll live till I die... *

it's those loggers--

heading for the saloon,

I'll bet!

Be careful.

Don't worry.

* the women

all chase me *

* they follow my tracks *

* I guess it's the way

that I handle my ax *

* cry timber, timber *

* follow my tracks *

* I guess it's the way

that I handle my ax *

* if the ocean

was whiskey *

* I'd learn how to sail **

(happy shouting)

Hey,

come on, now.

Ow!

Monty, set 'em up!

You don't care

who you serve,

do you, Roy?

You're not very friendly

people, are you?

Maybe if I knock

your heads together,

you'll be

more friendly.

(Jim)

Monty!

(Laughter)

Hey, bartender!

Set 'em up

for all of US.

21 bottles.

No glasses--

just the bottles.

Attaboy!

Yay!

Come on. Come on.

(Accordion music playing)

Attaboy, monty!

Come on. Come on.

If you want more money,

let me know.

Give me a hand.

Yeah!

Here you are, Lee.

Blackie.

Ho, Charlie!

Hey, Joe!

Harry!

Hey, partner!

It's Saturday night!

Boys are

on the prowl,

but don't worry.

I never worry,

Mr. Hadley.

When I do,

I'll start

wearing my gun.

Here, have a drink.

Nope.

Haven't had a drink

for 10 years--

bad for my liver.

Besides,

I don't like it.

You don't like US,

either.

I like everybody

till they start

breaking the law.

That's when people

don't like me.

We won't be

breaking the law,

I promise you.

That's good enough

for me, Mr. Hadley.

The saloon

closes 2:00.

Quiet!

Quiet, everybody!

Shh! Listen.

(Banjo playing)

Hey, come here.

Where is that music

coming from?

From the dance.

They've got a dance

every Saturday night.

They have?

Where's there's dancing,

there's women!

What are we

waiting for?

Let's go!

Hold it!

Aw, come on, Jim.

You're not going to

stop the men

from having fun,

are you?

Come on, partner.

What are you

worried about?

Nothing's

going to happen.

All right.

Go ahead, boys.

Yay!

Ha ha ha!

Ah, Jim...

We'll see you later.

May I have this next

dance, please?

Certainly.

What did you

do that for?

You didn't

say please!

Ha ha ha!

How's that for being

a gentleman, boss?

Come on.

(Man)

Timber!

The nerve of them.

They're coming here!

That's what they think.

Come on, men!

Why can't they come?

They won't hurt

nothing.

I'm going to see

they don't!

I don't want you

to start anything.

Is that clear?

What's wrong with them?

They look good to me.

Anything in pants

would look good

to you.

Go on!

Get inside there.

Hold it!

(Men quiet down)

What do you want?

We came

to the dance.

This is a private dance,

Mr. Hadley,

or do you have

a government permit

for that, too?

I'll tell you

plainer.

You ain't

welcome here!

All right, boys.

You heard what

miss Riley said.

Let's go.

They'll

catch Clay!

Stop them.

I said let's go.

Maybe they're afraid

the women will find out

what real men are like.

We can find out

right now.

Timber!

Please, miss,

don't do that.

Pardon me, miss,

but you're going to

hurt somebody.

Jim, every time

I'm with you,

you get

into a fight.

Sorry.

Ah! Timber!

Ha ha ha ha!

Timber!

Timber.

Hey, boss, this is more fun

than dancing!

Ha ha ha!

Ah ha ha ha!

Timber!

Clay better hurry.

I ain't gonna last

much longer.

Look out,

Mr. Hadley!

Ow!

Thanks, Bert.

After you, Eddie.

Timber!

(Explosions)

(Man)

Sounds like it came

from the gap!

Hyah!

They blocked

the logging road.

It's our road, Jim.

It was our road.

Ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

What do you know?

A landslide.

It ruined

the logging road!

Now, ain't that

too bad?

Somebody

dynamited it.

Somebody? Who?

I've got

a pretty good idea.

What are you going to do

about it, sheriff?

What do you

suggest I do?

You got no proof.

Should I lock up

everybody in town?

Yeah, or let US

handle it our way.

Easy, monty.

We'll find another road.

There's only one

other road, mister.

Good.

Then we'll use it.

That's up to

miss Riley.

The road runs right

through her ranch.

And that means

there is no other road.

All right.

If they want

to play rough,

that suits me fine.

We're not going to

let people

walk all over US.

You know

what we should do?

Get guns and storm

that girl's road.

What do you want to do,

fight the whole town?

Yeah! That's just

what I want to do.

Tell me, what do

you want to do?

Get an easement

through her property.

What happens

to our payroll

while we are waiting

for this easement?

And what happens

if we don't get it?

We'll find a way.

We stick around

and wait for the easement.

Are those

your orders, boss?

Monty,

I am not the boss.

We're partners.

Not the way you're

running this, we're not!

You know what

I'm going to do?

Go into town

and get good and drunk--

two weeks' worth!

Jeez!

Monty, look!

Whew!

You think we'll ever

get a road through here?

Worth a try.

I don't know.

If we don't get

that easement,

we're as dead as a flea

on a hound dog's whiskers.

Hey, men!

Come on, boys!

Hold it!

Hey!

Hey, you fellas!

Get over there.

All right,

knock it off.

We got enough trouble.

You heard him.

Break it up!

Get back to work,

all of you.

He started

the fight.

Can't you control

your crew?

They're all

getting edgy

trying to build

a road through

this country,

knowing it can't

even be done.

I'll decide that.

We're beginning

to get

on each other's

nerves.

You and monty don't

hardly ever talk

to each other

no more.

We ought to pack up

and get out.

Forget it, blackie.

Tell them to go

back to camp.

I'm going down

to the station.

The boss is getting

kind of edgy, ain't he?

Who asked you?

Mr. Burroughs.

(Meow)

Mr. Burroughs.

(Meow)

Burroughs!

(Meow)

Burroughs!

Oh. No telegram as yet,

Mr. Hadley.

Nice day.

Hello, Mr. Hadley.

You still with US?

We'll be around awhile.

Nice day,

Mr. Hadley.

Nice day.

Nice day,

Mr. Hadley.

Nice day.

Mighty nice.

Why, howdy,

Mr. Hadley.

Well,

right nice day.

Anything

I can do for you?

Yes. I'll take

two slabs of bacon,

a sack of potatoes,

and 5 pounds

of coffee.

That's not much

of an order.

That all?

That's it.

It looks like you'll

be leaving US.

For the life of me,

I can't figure

why you stuck around

so long.

It's because of

nice people like you,

Mr. Peterson.

Oh, come now. There's

no hard feelings.

It's a big man

knows how to lose.

It's a bigger man

who knows how to win.

I'll get my stuff

in the morning.

You want your stuff

delivered, Mr. Hadley?

No extra charge.

Ha ha ha ha!

(Men laughing)

Hello.

You going to

crow, too?

Mr. Hadley,

I didn't cry before,

and I'm not

going to crow now.

I merely

said hello...

And now, good-bye.

Riley, I'd like

to talk to you.

About what?

How much

is your ranch worth?

I don't know. No one's

ever tried to buy it.

I'm trying.

If you can't

beat them, buy them.

Is that it?

I'm disappointed

in you, Hadley.

You're wasting

your time.

I got a lot of time

to waste.

Anything else you'd

like to talk about?

10,000?

15,000?

You're a very stubborn

man, Hadley.

No more than you are

or that foreman of yours.

Clay is very loyal.

He must be,

to do a thing like that.

Like what?

Blow up a mountain.

Good-bye, miss Riley.

Hadley!

Wait a minute.

You in a hurry

to get back?

All I've got is time.

Would you like to

take a ride with me?

It's about 8 miles

from here,

on the other side

of the Ridge.

What's up there?

You'll see.

Well?

Well, I like surprises.

Good.

Don't look like

your partner's

too worried.

He'd better be.

I'm not going to wait

much longer.

Look around you,

Hadley.

This was once

a thriving town,

just like deepwell.

It was called

green Meadow.

That's funny,

isn't it?

I don't think so.

Clay, my foreman,

was born and raised

in this town.

He wanted

to be a rancher

like his father

before him,

but he never

got the chance.

The loggers came

and stripped the trees

off every mountain

around here.

They destroyed

the watershed,

but, of course,

that didn't matter

to them.

The first rains

buried this town

under an avalanche

of mud and water,

and every time it rains,

the same thing happens.

We don't want that

to happen to our town,

Mr. Hadley,

and we'll do everything

we can to stop you.

You made your point.

Now I'll make mine.

I didn't make the rules,

and I didn't use dynamite

to carry them through.

We're fighting

for our lives.

You can't

hate US for that.

I don't hate you.

Where have you

been, Riley?

We've been getting

kind of nervous.

There's a light

in your eye

looks like you've

been drinking.

What have you

been up to, anyway?

I've been out riding

with Mr. Hadley.

What?

You're a fool

to go riding alone

anywhere with him.

Something

might have happened.

Nothing happened.

Come on.

Hold it

up there.

I knew you

couldn't do it.

Let's see you try her,

then.

O.k.

Hey, Jim!

Jim!

We got it, Jim!

You were right

again, partner.

I take my hat

off to you.

There's

the easement,

signed and sealed.

We did it

your way--legal.

No shooting,

no fighting.

Just the way

you wanted it.

How do you like it?

Fine.

We're back

in business again.

Right, partner?

Right.

Hey, what's

the matter, Jim?

You still mad at me?

Sure,

I lost my head,

but now I apologize.

I apologize, Jim.

What more

do you want?

Let's get the job done.

Get the men rolling.

You betcha,

partner!

I'll have

the sheriff take US

through

the Riley property

tomorrow morning.

All right, you guys!

We're going to knock

that forest

right down

to the roots!

Yay!

All right, sheriff...

Open the gate.

We're going through.

I hope there's

no trouble.

All right, boys.

Come on.

(Whistles)

Nice and legal, huh?

We should

have brought

our guns along.

Blackie,

clear the road.

(Blackie)

Come on, you Jacks.

Let's get at this.

(Gunshots)

Let that tree

alone.

What about it, sheriff?

Like I told you

last night, Riley,

he's got a good

legal paper.

Let me see it.

It's perfectly

legal,

every single

word of it.

It doesn't say

you have the right

to cut trees

on my property.

Show me, sheriff.

Riley's right.

You can use

existing roads,

but there's nothing here

about cutting trees

on her property.

You can't stop US

with a cheap trick

like this.

I'll stop you any time,

any way I can,

Mr. Hadley.

How long are we

going to let them

push US around?

Monty, take the men

back to camp.

Like hell I will.

Let's settle this

once and for all.

I'm doing

the best I can.

All right, boss.

You do what

you think is best.

I'll do what

I think is best.

Hyah!

We tried it your way.

Clear the road

in the morning.

We're coming through.

Mr. Hadley,

you're

on my property.

Blackie.

Monty back yet?

No. He was

all steamed up.

He's probably

in the saloon

working it off.

I hope so.

He should have

listened to you.

We wouldn't have

had a chance

this morning.

We will tomorrow.

Here's how

we'll work it.

Monty will take five men

and plant the dynamite.

You take your group

up above the road.

Who's going to take

the wagons through?

Me.

How many guns we got?

Oh, 11 rifles,

a couple of pistols.

Get everything ready.

We start tomorrow.

Looks like we're

going to try it

monty's way

after all.

Yeah.

I better look

the hothead up.

Mr. Hadley,

I want to talk

to you.

Little late for that.

It's never too late

to stop people

from killing

each other.

All right.

I'm sorry about what happened

at the ranch this morning.

If you won't uphold

the law, we will.

No matter

who gets hurt?

No matter.

I don't condone

lawbreaking

of any kind,

but there are laws

and laws--

some big

and some small.

Occasionally,

it's better to break

a small law

to keep a big one.

That's a very pretty speech.

Why don't you tell Riley

that in the morning?

Now, look, Hadley,

at least try

to understand

these people.

This is their land,

their homes,

everything.

They have every

moral right.

But I've got a contract.

And you still

intend to force

your way through?

Yes.

All right.

I'll try to talk

to Riley.

You hold

your men off.

I'll need

a little time.

You've got it--

until noon tomorrow.

Mr. Hadley,

for a logger,

you sure don't know

much about roots.

That's not what

you said before.

I don't care what

I said to you before.

A woman has a right

to change her mind.

If you go with those

loggers, it's all off.

I didn't say I was

going for sure.

I said I was

thinking of going.

My mind

ain't made up.

If you keep shouting

and nagging,

you'll make it up

for me.

Don't you call me a nag.

Do what you want.

For all I care,

you can go to...Alaska!

Maybe I will.

You ain't seen

nothing, Bert.

Wait till

you're married.

Oh, you!

It's all your fault.

You can go with him

any time you like,

but if you do,

I never want to

see you again.

What was that

all about?

Aw, women.

One minute they're

full of smiling

and understanding.

The next minute

they're snarling

and snapping at you.

All I told her was

I might go with you.

That's what

started it all.

You going with US?

I don't

know anymore.

With aunt Sarah

and Jane making

such a fuss,

I don't know what

I want to do.

Maybe I'm scared.

I've never been

out of this town

since I was born.

What would you do?

I'd...

I'd stay here.

You would?

Well,

I never expected

to hear you

talk like that.

Well, it's the women.

They need you.

Gee, I never thought

about it that way.

Better make it up

with Jane.

She could be right.

Aw, let her

stew awhile.

Thanks, Mr. Hadley.

(Whistling)

* we had a quarrel *

* a lover's quarrel *

* and when there's a quarrel *

* somebody must cry *

* we had a breakup *

* but deep in my heart *

* I know we will make up *

* my darling and I *

* for I'm *

* the faithful kind *

* and I found the one,

the only one *

* that I can be faithful to *

* yes, I'm *

* the faithful kind *

* as long as I live *

* I'll give her love

that's faithful and true *

* as long as I live *

* I'll give her love

that's faithful and true **

(whistling)

Buck,

you and Lee start

at the other end.

Five sticks

to a tree.

Right, boss.

I wonder

what Jim will say

when he sees

this road cleared.

I don't care

what he says.

From now on, we'll

do things my way.

Boss!

Boss, monty was back.

He took all

the dynamite!

Did you tell him

our plan?

I got no chance.

He was crazy.

Oh, the fool.

Giddy up.

(Whispering)

Higher.

(Loudly)

Will you hand me

that wire?

Shh!

Shut up,

you guys.

I'm sorry.

Is that ready?

All set.

Bring that wire

over here.

Hyah!

Shh!

Hold it,

hold it.

Get out

of sight.

Go on, go on!

Whoa.

He's coming up here.

(Rustling)

What are you

doing here?

Shh.

Take it easy, boy.

You're trying

to clear the road!

That's right, boy.

That's just what

I'm going to do.

Where's Mr. Hadley?

You've got

no business here.

Riley!

Riley! Riley!

Riley!

Shut up, you fool.

Clay.

Riley!

Shut up.

(Punches)

Riley. Clay!

Get that plunger

up the hill.

Go on--fast!

(Explosions)

Monty.

Monty!

Ohh...

Bert.

Bert!

Get Dr. Evans--quick!

He's still

in a state of shock.

It might be hours.

All of you better

get some sleep.

Mr. Hadley...

I hope your timber

is worth it.

I don't care

if he did it or not.

He's their boss.

If not for him,

Bert might be dead now.

Riley,

I don't convince

as easy as you,

and I don't fool

as easy, either.

(Door shuts)

I had your promise

you'd wait.

You still have.

Your men tried

to clear the road.

Got proof of that?

Why waste your time?

He probably picked

the men who did it.

Or have you got

a special law

against loggers?

Laura...

I'm sorry

about Bert.

Why did you do it?

Do what, partner?

Mess things up.

The road's open.

That's what you

wanted, isn't it?

If that boy dies,

there'll be a lynch mob.

Nothing's

going to get

in my way

anymore, Jim.

We're moving up

through that timber,

and nobody's

going to stop me.

I'll stop you.

I guess

I'll have to

get you

out of the way.

I guess you'll

have to do that.

All right, you guys!

Nobody butts in.

Nobody.

Understand?

This is just between

you and me, partner.

Stay out of this,

blackie.

That means you,

too, Vince.

(Men yelling)

(Spits)

You all right, boss?

Yeah.

Pack up, blackie.

We're moving

out of here.

What about

our timber?

There are other places.

I don't get it.

I just don't get it.

We came here to cut

down trees, not kids.

How's Bert?

Doc Evans says

he'll make it.

What happened

to you?

Oh, a little

accident in camp.

Happen to find out

who beat up the boy?

I wouldn't know.

Ease things

around here for you

if you did.

I don't

know who he is.

Of course not.

Well, thanks

for trying, anyway.

I want you to know

I never thought

you had

anything to do

with that boy

getting hurt.

And another thing--

if you weren't

a logger,

I might even

get to like you.

You really think

so, Mr. Hadley?

You bet.

You'll be the best

cowhand there is.

You take care

of him.

I'll do that.

I can't wait

till he's well

enough to whip.

Scaring me

like that!

Good-bye,

aunt Sarah.

Good-bye, janey.

Bye.

(Bert)

Bye.

Women.

I'm surrounded by them.

Hadley.

About the road. I...

Forget it.

We're leaving tomorrow.

You're what?

On the morning train.

You changed your

mind awfully fast,

didn't you?

Important things like

that happen in a hurry.

But I don't

understand.

I thought you had

everything tied up

in this contract.

Why?

I mean, why are

you really leaving?

I found something

more important than timber.

Good-bye, Hadley.

Good-bye, Laura.

(Gunshots)

Get inside

and close the door.

No sweat, boss.

You got a dead partner.

Don't touch him.

He's mine.

Jim!

Jim.

Uh!

Monty.

Monty!

Where are you?

Monty.

You don't

have a chance.

It's our timber, Jim.

We paid for it.

We're not leaving it.

Nobody's going to

take it away.

Nobody.

Monty!

I'll get you

sooner or later.

Where are you?

Monty.

You can't hide forever.

Listen to me.

I'll give you one more

chance to come out.

Monty!

Come on out.

Riley!

Ride into town.

Get all the help

you can.

Bring my men.

Get your horses

to safety.

Come on, men.

Going to take more than men

to fight that fire.

We'll make

a break.

Where's

the dynamite?

What dynamite?

The dynamite

you used to

blow up the gap.

In the barn.

Ed, forest fire

in back of my ranch!

(Clanging)

Timber Blaze

behind my ranch!

Hadley wants you

up there now.

Hank, get our men

out of that joint!

Come on.

We got a fire!

Forest fire

in back of my ranch!

Let it burn.

It will drive

those loggers out.

Sam, if that timber burns,

it'll ruin our watershed.

We need help!

Hurry!

Hurry, men!

Come as fast as you can!

Blast the tops,

and we got a chance.

We got to hurry.

It's awful close.

Make a breakthrough.

We're going to dynamite.

(Blackie)

Get the tools, Jacks.

We're cutting a break

through there.

Get up there

and cut a coal trail.

The rest of you

work behind US.

Come on.

Monty.

Monty!

Monty.

We're going to dynamite.

Monty.

Hadley!

Everybody

out of here.

We're going to

dynamite the place.

All right. Everybody

clear out of here!

We're going to

blast it.

Everybody out!

Everybody out.

Go on. Everybody.

Monty!

Monty.

(Coughing)

It's spreading.

Set her off, Clay.

Monty!

Hadley!

Let her go, Clay!

(Explosions)

Monty.

Jim.

Monty!

Jim.

Monty.

You fool.

I'm sorry, partner.

Mr. Hadley,

we want

to thank you.

You know what

that watershed

means to US.

After the way

we've acted,

you didn't

have to do it.

Come on, blackie.

Move out.

All right, you Jacks.

Get on these wagons.

We got a train

to catch.

Everybody seems

mighty happy

to be leaving.

Everybody except

you, that is.

Yeah, I know.

(Train whistle blows)

Jim!

Jim.

Where are you going?

With you.

What about

your ranch?

Aunt Sarah and Bert

can have it.

You won't

have a home.

That's all right with me.

Remember,

I'm the boss.

O.k., boss.

All right, boys.

Get her aboard.

It looks like

you got yourself

a new partner.

Timber!

Bye.

Bye!

Bye.

* timber, timber *

* timber, I cry *

* if a tree don't fall on me *

* I'll live till I die *

* we've said it before,

and we'll say it again *

* ranching's for women,

and logging's for men *

* timber, timber,

timber, I cry *

* if a tree

don't fall on me *

* I'll live till I die **

Guns of the Timberland (1960) - full transcript