Rage at Dawn (1955) - full transcript

Look, there's Dobe.

Tell him we got it, Roy.

All right, boys. Now they're on
their way.

Now don't anybody get
overanxious.

These Renos
ain't ordinary robbers.

They've got instincts
like animals.

At the least wrong movement,
we could lose them.

So wait till they come out
of the bank

with the money, understand?
Out of the bank.

All right, now you deputies
take your positions.

The rest of you people
take your places



along the street,
like we planned.

Little one's three cents,
and the big one's five.

Renos are coming!

Too bad Mr. Peterson
has to miss this.

I don't think we can
get the Renos to wait.

They're ready in the bank?
They've got everything set.

Good.

Clear the street!
The Renos are coming. The Renos!

Now,
there's North Vernon, boys.

Now nice and casually.

Remember, today
you're a couple of farmers.

We're all set?
Get out of sight and stay down.

Now wait till they come
out of the bank.

This time, we're gonna
nail them with the goods.



Awful quiet, Frank.

Yeah.

I don't like it.

It ain't natural. There ought
to be more people around.

It's got to be natural.
Nobody knowed

Nobody knowed
we was coming but us.

It would make it easier
to get away.

Frank's right.
I don't like it neither.

You're getting jumpy
in your old age, John?

Quiet.

What do you say, Frank?

Keep going.

We've put in too much time
to pass this up.

Well, we're in it now, Frank,

might as well go through
with it, huh?

What do you say, Frank?

We'll take it.

It's a trap.
You fools.

Come on.

We can't leave Bill.

How bad is he hit?
He's dead.

Come on, Sim.

All right, let's ride!

We couldn't arrest 'em
over there

even if we caught 'em.
Jackson County.

The Renos run it
from top to bottom.

Well, we got one of them anyway.

Yeah.

Let's head back.

Is that going to help?

Is that going to bring Bill
back to life?

Take it easy, Sis.

How?

Not knowing when you go
out that door,

if you're ever coming back.

This time it was Bill.

And the next time somebody else.

That's the way it is, Laura.

It doesn't have to be.

You could leave this state.

You could go somewhere where
nobody ever heard of the Renos.

Where would that be?
Anywhere.

It was my fault, honey.
I smelled it.

I smelled it!

Ain't no use carrying on
about it now.

Important thing is
how did they know

we was coming?

Yeah, how did they know?

And so far ahead.

Maybe somebody
recognized you last week,

when you were sizing up the job.

Maybe.

But how did they know
when we was coming?

Is that our dear brother?

Yes.

So it's finally happened.

A Reno got killed.

Clint, we want no preacher.

Take it easy, Sim.

The baby of the family
dying in the streets

and his big brave brothers
running away.

Not even animals
would do a thing like that.

Dead in the street. Not dying.

As if that made any difference.

That's enough
of that kind of talk, Clint.

We sent for you, Clint, uh...

'cause we want you to go
to North Vernon

and-- and get Bill's body.

They will let you have it.

You mean they won't arrest me.

A Reno that's honest.
That's quite a distinction

in this community.
An honest Reno.

We rode into an ambush.

Somebody told them
we was coming.

That shouldn't surprise you.

The Renos are worth
a lot of money.

Dead.

You knowed we was going.

You accuse me
of being a traitor!

I'll kill you!

Wouldn't put it past you,
you mealy mouthed Psalm singer.

He was right fond
of Bill, Clint.
So was I!

I tried hard enough to keep him
from pitching in with you.

And you.

As long as you live,
don't you ever accuse me

of being an informer again.

You got plans.
Keep 'em to yourself.

I don't want to know about them.
Not even accidentally.

You won't.

You're notorious outlaws.

The law will get you
sooner or later.

And they'll get you
anyway they can.

In the bank, ambush,
while you're sleeping.

They'll get you!

Bill's death
was only the beginning.

Can't you see that, Laurie?

Can't you see it?

I'm not doing anything.
You are harboring them.

What do you expect me to do?

Paul would never have
left you the house

if he'd known
how you were going to use it.

I can't turn
my own brothers out.

How far does loyalty go?

They're not only destroying
themselves.

They're destroying you, too.

Leave her alone, Clint.

Peterson won't leave her alone!

He won't leave any of you alone.

We can handle anything
that Peterson throws our way.

Like you did today?

All right.

I'll go to North Vernon
and get Bill.

We'll bury him beside Ma and Pa.

Perhaps, their souls will be
a little less troubled now.

Three of a kind.

Such a gall.
Such unmitigated gall.

Those kind
would never be elected

if the women folk could vote.

Yeah. But we'll get
to vote one day.

Nobody to blame but ourselves.
We voted him in.

Well, why don't we do
something about it?

Have you forgotten?
Eddlebach tried,

look what happened to him.

We best let Peterson take care
of the Reno brothers.

They was waiting for us.
Loaded up and waiting.

Somebody told them
we was coming.

Maybe Peterson's got a man
planted in town.

Who knowed you was going
to North Vernon?

You three.

Now hold on, Frank.
He's not accusing us, Judge.

He knows we wouldn't
kill the golden geese.

Did Clint know you was going?
It wasn't Clint.

He ain't one of us.
But he wouldn't have

no part of setting up an ambush.

Maybe it was Sim.

He's kind of talky
when he's drinking.

Yeah. And he does
most of his drinking

at Murphy's place.
And he's bragging.

And Murphy's the only new man
to come to town in years.

Do you suppose Murphy
is a Peterson man?

Give me a beer, Murphy.

Hello, Sim.

Doing a little drinking, eh?
Yeah, going to do a lot more.

Shot him in the back.

They shot him in the back.

Yeah, I heard about Bill.

What happened
over in North Vernon?

I made a mistake.

I shot too fast.
Woke up the town and...

they got Bill
and shot him in the back.

All my fault.

Clumsy.

All my fault.

I don't think
Bill would have felt that way.

He always thought
you were the best.

I was the best till--
till I made that mistake.

I let Bill down and...

now he's dead.

He's dead.

Yeah. We all have to go
sooner or later.

But they're gonna go sooner.

Coming Saturday, we're going
back to North Vernon

and blast the devil outta them.

We'll get even for Bill.

And this time,
we'll get the money.

We'll get the money this time.

Murphy.
What happened?

He closed the saloon
about ten,

I followed him home.

Through the window,
I saw him write a note first.

Then he went out to the barn,
saddled a horse and left.

Where did he go?
Up the Glendale road.

Couldn't follow
without him knowing it.

How long ago was that?
Thirty, forty minutes.

But where does he
mail this note?

They know he hides it someplace
for another Peterson man

to pick up.
A stinking spy.

We'll find about that
soon enough.

You reckon he'd be home by now?

We'll wait. We've got time.
Tell Dobe to get the horse.

Dobe, I'm ready to mount.

Why, Frank?

Where have you been, Murphy?

Riding.
One o' clock in the morning?

Is there some rule
about when a man go riding?

You stinking spy?

Spy? What are you
talking about, Sims?

You're a Peterson man.

Peterson man? You're crazy.

Don't lie to us, Murphy.

You know me, boys.
You've known me for a long time.

Yeah.

We know you tipped off Peterson
that we was gonna raid the bank

in North Vernon.

Why would I do that?
Because you're getting paid
for it.

You just delivered a letter
saying we were gonna hit

North Vernon again.

Didn't you, Murphy?

I don't know where
you got such an idea.

We baited you, Murphy.

Simmy just played
like he was getting drunk

and giving away secrets.

We knowed that
it would flush you out.

And Cortright saw you
write the letter.

Cortright's lying.

Get a rope.

You kill me, Frank,

somebody else will come.

We'll handle him, too.

Tie him up to the stall there.

John, get that horse
outta there.

Maybe we ought
to let him come, too,

so he'll know what's happening.

Ain't got the time.

There's another letter
for Peterson.

Monk Claxton's here, Dad.

Oh, good. Have him come in.

Come on in, Monk.
Thank you, Bill.

Hello, Mr. Peterson.
Glad to see you, Monk. Sit down.

Thank you, Sir.

How are things in Denver?
Couldn't be better, Bill.

Did you read about Murphy?

Yes, Sir. I did.

And that's what happens
when something goes wrong.

They're shrewd, those Renos.
And vicious.

Control a whole county
in Southern Indiana.

Judge, prosecutor, constable,
all on their side.

Renos had them elected.

I still wonder how a thing
like that could happen.

Well, people who've had freedom
as long as we have

sometimes take it for granted.

Come election day, they're lazy.
Or careless. Same thing.

However, it's done.
Our job is to get it undone.

Yes, Sir.

How do we go about it?

You're a married man, Monk.

Yes, Sir.

My wife knows
the line of work I'm in.

I don't want you to jump
into this thing.

I didn't know exactly
what you had in mind

but to bring me
all the way from Denver,

the way I figure it,
this is sort of a promotion.

Well, don't let your vanity
get in the way

of your better judgment, Monk.

I'm a working man, Bill,
with a job to do.

If I didn't like my work,
I would've gotten out of it

long ago.

In the war,
we called it calculated risk.

Yeah, we did.

I've got a new man
I want you to work with, Monk.

I don't figure this is the time
to break any greenhorn.

Oh, new to us, that is.

He's had some experience
along this line.

Maybe not experienced
with this kind of violence, but,

I think he's the kind of a man
that can handle himself

in rough going.

Name is James Barlow.

Barlow?

I see you remember him.

It's the same James Barlow
I'm thinking of,

I do remember him.
He is.

He was in the employee
of the Southern States.

Which we found out
after the war.

Mr. Greeley said
that he was worth a whole army.

It's the only thing
that Mr. Greeley ever said

that Mr. Lincoln agreed with.

I'm still wondering how
he got hold of so many secrets.

Certain Generals' wives
found him very charming.

Irresistible is the word, Dad.

As a matter of fact, I recall...

Well, I was in the army when
they had invited him for dinner.

Secretary Stanton had him, too.

As modest as it may sound...

man who could fool Stanton
and me could fool the Reno boys.

It sounds
mighty reasonable, Sir.

You ought
to trust him implicitly.

Let him run the whole show.

How does he plan to get in
with the Reno brothers?

He doesn't.

He plans to let them get in
with him.

In making out your report
to the Sheriff on this robbery

my description is as follows...

six feet three, 195 pounds,
hazel eyes and brown hair.

Six-three, 195 pounds,
hazel eyes and brown hair.

We just hit the grate.
It'll be about half a minute.

Good, pull the chord.

I'll get to the rear end.

Now, you want me to dump the box
when you give me the signal.

After I jump,
take a few shots at me.

Remember I took your gun
but you have another one hidden.

First I take some shots at you,

when the train stops,
I give the alarm.

Right, open the door.

Right on schedule, Jim.

Morning.
Morning.

Ain't that old man Euall's rig?

Yes, he's my uncle.

I'd like a side of salt meat,
ten pounds of sugar,

five pounds of coffee,
some baking soda and a bathtub.

All right, mister.

Morning.
Good morning.

I take it you're Jim Barlow,
Noah Euall's nephew.

That's right.
Said a couple of days ago,

he was expecting you
staying at the farm.

Mm-hmm.
I hear you're a painter.

Yes, I am.
What do you paint?

Oh, well, things, people.

Like El Greco,
Rembrandt, Van Dyck.

Not quite.

Oh, uh, this is Mr. Claxton.

How do you do?
Pleased to meet you.

You a painter, too?

No, I'm just looking
after Mr. Barlow.

He's not fully recovered
from the war.

Oh!

Morning, Ms. Laura.

Good morning, Mr. Fisher.

Is my order ready?
Yes, just finished it.

Oh, uh, Ms. Reno,
this is Mr. Barlow.

How do you do Mr. Barlow?
It's a pleasure, Ms. Reno.

Noah Euall's nephew.
He's a painter.

Oh.
Will that be all, Sir?

Excuse me, please.

Mm-hmm.

Uh, three dollars and 20 cents.

Mr. Fisher, can you change this?

Mr. Barlow?

Don't you got anything smaller?

Sorry, I haven't.
Hmm.

Take all my change.

Here you are, Sir.
Thank you very much.

And come again.
I'll do that.

I'll be around for some time.
There you are, Ms. Laura.

May I help?
Oh, don't bother.

Quite the contrary.

Well, thank you.

Who's that with Laura?

I ain't never seen him before.

Thank you very much.

I hope to see you again,
Ms. Laura.

May I call on you sometime?

Boy...

I'm afraid not, Mr. Barlow.

Who are you, mister?

That's none
of your business, Pete.

You better be on your way, you.

I beg your pardon?

You heard him. On your way!

My friends, you haven't
very good manners.

Monk, take his gun down.

Sorry, Ms. Laura.

Still up to your old tricks,
right?

Thirty thousand dollars Frank,
that's a heap of money.

Are you out of your mind?

I told you we didn't do
this train robbery.

The robber wore a mask.
Had hazel eyes and sandy hair.

Was around 35 years old,
six feet, three inches,

weight, 195 pounds.

The description fits you, John.
Careful, Lattimore!

It's a lot of other people, too.

Thirty thousand dollars.

The judge
would be mighty pleased

to share in
a heap of money like that.

We didn't do it.

But I wish we had.

Don't argue with him, Sim.

You're in no position
to get uppity.

Listen you've got
your full portion

of every job we've ever pulled

and you'll go right on
getting it.

So don't come here accusing us
of holding out on you.

All right, Frank.

But as prosecuting attorney
of this county, I warn you!

You sure was rough on him.

I'll be rougher
not to accuse us anymore.

Sit around doing nothing
while we take all the chances.

At least he's in the hole.

You've got to pay
for aces in the hole.

Thirty thousand dollars
is a heap of money.

Now who would've thought
of holding up a train.

Seems like a business
worth considering.

What was the matter with them?

Oh, money crazy as usual,

they're accusing John
of holding up the train.

Yeah, but Frank shut them up
real properly.

You think it's smart
to make them mad?

They better worry
about making me mad.

How did it go?

Fine, Noah. You set it up well.

Good.

Buy some extra shooting iron?
No we met a young lady.

Two gentlemen objected.

Turned out to be
a couple fellows

named Lee and Pete.

They're a couple
from the Reno gang.

The family?
No, just henchmen.

Well, you certainly started
the ball rolling, all right.

We sure did.
That's the object.

But the description does fit
John Reno.

John Reno didn't do it.

He doesn't do anything
by himself.

Frank does all the thinking.
Frank didn't do it, either.

His mind don't run that way.

You're too suspicious.

I've got a right
to be suspicious.

Our share keeps
getting smaller and smaller.

First thing you know
they'll deal us out completely.

How can they?

We'd be re-elected next month
for two more years.

They know which side
their bread's buttered on.

You think we can get away
with this for two more years?

Our collusion
with the Reno brothers

is one of the worst kept
secrets in history.

Collusion, conspiracy,
maleficent.

Ugly words, Your Honor,
but true.

We've got to be realistic.

That bank job in north Vernon
sure would have helped.

No need crying about that.

We'll make it up on
that Davies County job.

How much do tax collections run?

Might amount to 20,000.

It's time we protect ourselves.

We'll send Jason
or Cortright with him.

They ain't had no experience
in that kind of thing.

Oh, it doesn't matter.

When the money is counted,

I want somebody there
we can trust.

Will you ever find anybody
you can trust?

Here, Judge.

That was the boss at the bank.

Just come across one of them
100 dollar bills

from the train robbery.

Serial numbers check.
Where did he get it?

With Fisher's deposit.

You reckon
one of the Renos spent it?

We're sure gonna find out
who spent it.

Sure, I remember.

First 100 dollar bill I've seen
in years.

Noah Euall's nephew spent it.

The one that tangled with
Pete McCartney and Lee Harney?

That's right, name's Barlow.
He's a painter. New fellow.

He had to be new to tangle
with those two.

Had a whole handful
of 100 dollar bills.

Something wrong?
No, no, no. We're just checking.

Did you hear that?

A whole handful
of 100 dollar bills.

Something else, too.

He fits the description
of the holdup man.

I'd say he has some explaining
to do.

You fellows better get at it.

I'm getting sick and tired
of you snarling at me.

Well then,
behave yourself.

You know how I feel about you
taking up with strangers.

I didn't take up with him.

He helped me into the buggy
with my packages.

Well, the boys said you and him
were getting mighty friendly.

Now you understand one thing.

This is my house.

You want to go on using it,
you better be careful.

All right.

Let's get back
to the Davies County job.

This time we're all not going
in at once.

We're going in three lots.

What is it?

Somebody I've never seen before.

Thank you to bring these back.

Guess those two cooled off
enough to be trusted with them.

Besides, it gives me
a chance to see you again.

Hold it.

Get inside.

Don't order me around, Frank.

What do you want?

Why, nothing.

I'm just returning
some equipment

that belongs to friends
of Ms. Laura's. Some pistols.

Drop them.

Now back away.

Who's he?

I'm her brother.

Well, mister, I must say
you don't act very neighborly.

I've got no cause
to be neighborly.

Get off the property
and stay off.

Didn't come to see you,
came to see Ms. Laura.

You heard me.

Stop it, Frank!

Stop it!
It's all right, Ms. Laura.

Needn't be trouble,
I'll see you someplace else.

When you're coming
into town again?

She ain't.

In the morning.

See you then.

You may think you're spiting me,
but let me tell you something.

Anything goes wrong,
you've got just as much to lose

as the rest of us.

Get that through that
pretty little head, will you?

Get one thing through
your head, too.

I'm not a child.

And I won't be treated
like one any longer.

I hear mice.

Put your hands up.

What's going on here?
You, too.

Who are you?
The law.

Anybody else inside that house,
come out with your hands up

or I'll shoot this coney
for every dime it's got.

Maybe not.

Mind telling us
what the charge is?

Suspicion.
Suspicion of what?

Train robbery.
Train robbery?

Why you're a bigger fool
than I thought.

All right, boys,
take them into town.

You can't do this, I tell you.

Most disgraceful thing
I've ever heard of.

Who do you fellows
think you are anyway?

The law, that's who.
Take them in.

Six nice, clean,
crisp 100 dollar notes.

Shall we forget the judge
and split this between us?

Why?

Why...

Why not?

Let's have a look inside.

We were coming to Seymour
from Robinson, Illinois.

We saw the crowd
around the money box.

We went down there.
There had been a train robbery.

We found the money,

I guessed
the robbers dropped it.

For three hours
I've been telling you that.

And for three hours we've been
telling you we don't believe it.

I can't help it.
Sit down.

May I have a drink of water?
No.

The money matches,
the description matches.

Your arrival here matches.

Everything matches.
Coincidence.

Where is the money?
You took it.

I mean the rest of it,
I mean the other 29,000 dollars.

Oh, what's the use,
you won't believe me.

Any news?
He won't talk.

How about him?
Nothing.

All right. On your feet.

Come on.

Where's the money?

Lattimore was
asking him questions.

All of a sudden Barlow said,
"Get the judge."

And Lattimore got excited.

Kept saying he was
the prosecuting attorney.

Barlow had anything to say.
He was the one to say it to.

Naturally, I'm the one
to talk to.

Lattimore's trying
to hog everything.

He wants to talk to you.

So I hear.
Go ahead, talk.

Hello.

You listen to me, I'm
the prosecuting attorney here.

Wait outside.
This was my doing.

He never budged, till I threaten
to get the express messenger

down here to identify him.

That's what weakened him.
Wait outside.

What else do you want to say?

May I have a drink
of water, Judge?

Go ahead.

Do you appreciate irony, Judge?

How's that?

The imponderables.

The little things that happen
to wreck a full proof setup

that you can never figure
will happen.

This was a fool-proof setup.

I had a contact man
in the express office

who told me when the money
would be shipped.

I picked the perfect spot
for the train robbery.

The money box was opened
just right.

And up to that point
everything was perfect.

And then...

And then came the imponderable.

In my hurry to get away,
I dropped a few bills

with serial numbers.
And here I am.

Irony.

Where's the money?

Hidden, my share, that is.

Your share?

You're in this all by yourself.

No man could do this by himself.
There were six of us.

Seven counting the contact man.

Where are they now?
Scattered.

That leaves three here.
Two, Claxton and me.

Euall had nothing to do with it.
He didn't know about it.

Claxton's share hidden, too?

With mine at the Euall farm.
Where at the Euall farm?

You couldn't find it.
I'd have to go with you.

Now, you're
a practical man, Judge.

Sure you can send Claxton
and me to prison but,

it won't get you a raise
in salary,

it won't get you much
of a reward.

And as for me,

with a contact man who knows

when the big express money
shipments have to be made...

It'll ruin
a million-dollar business.

You say you got a contact man
at the express office?

A big one. A superintendent.

Which office?

I'm a practical man too, Judge.

How do I know you ain't lying?

You think I held up that train
on the spur of the moment?

How do you think
I knew the money was aboard?

A million-dollar business.

But not with me in prison.

If we don't get it,
somebody else will.

I don't like the way you talk.

Like the way
you handle yourself.

All I need is a little freedom.

Now, it won't be that simple.

A lot of people, here in town,
know you were arrested

with some of that holed up money
in your possession.

All you got to say is
I have proved I found it

around the money box.
Others did.

And what guarantee have I got
if I turn you loose,

you won't pull out?
The best in the world.

I need you more
than you need me.

This is a safe place to hold up
between operations.

Besides, if I did pull out,

you'd still be better off
by three thousand dollars.

Hmm.

Gentlemen, I guess
we owe Mr. Barlow an apology.

He's clean as a hound's tooth.
Wait a minute.

Perhaps, you misunderstood me.

Mr. Barlow had nothing
to do with the train robbery.

He found the money.

Well, that was our opinion, too.

Yeah, clean as a hound's tooth.
Yeah.

Get Cortright release
the other two.

I'm going out to the Euall farm
with Mr. Barlow.

Mind if I go, too?
And me?

Try and stop you.
Oh, by the way,

did you two gents give the judge
his share

of the six hundred dollars
you took from me?

Here you are, Your Honor.
Three thousand dollars.

And this is only the beginning.

All right, so far so good.
Now, where do we go from here?

We have to wait for news
from the Head Office.

Well, let's hope
it won't be too long.

We hope stronger than you,

since we're the ones
who've been cleaned out.

Well, good day, gentlemen.

I'd rather nail up those three
than to turn in the Reno boys.

Take it easy, Jim,
one thing at a time.

Was that three thousand even?

You'll get yours,
Mr. Prosecutor, you'll get it.

Just asking.

You know, I was just thinking.

He'd be a good one to send
to Davies County with the Reno.

It's either Jason or Cortright.

Maybe.

One thing, he don't scare easy?

You reckon, the Renos
would stand for it.

They'll have to.
We'll make it a court order.

Come on.

Anything else, Ms. Laura?

Oh, yes. I'd like a side
of bacon.

But yesterday you---
I know.

I'd like another side of bacon.

Very well.

Eight-and-a-half pounds,
all right?

Fine.
Anything else?

That's all.

Here's that article
you asked for, Ms. Laura.

Oh, thank you.

Goodbye, Mr. Bishop.
Goodbye, Ms. Laura.

Howdy, Laura.
Oh, Clint.

Uh, Mr. Barlow, I'd like you
to meet my brother, Clint.

How are you?
How do you do?

Nice meeting you, Mr. Barlow.

It's all right.

It's um,

a book I borrowed
from Mr. Bishop.

Interested in painters,
Ms. Laura?

Yes.

Sixteenth century painters.
Oh.

I don't think you're gonna
find me in this edition.

What time
shall we shop tomorrow?

A couple more shopping days
like this

and I can open my own store.

It's been a genuine pleasure,
Ms. Laura.

I agree.

Thank you, Mr. Barlow.

Good day.

You aiming
on getting yourself killed?

Contrary, I was just planning
my future.

I don't like you, Barlow,

don't like you at all,
but I admire guts.

Judge Hawkin says
you're pretty good

at train robbery.

Fair, I'd say.

Seems to think
you're good enough

to ride with the Renos.

That's a compliment.

My partner and I
will consider your invitation.

No partners.

Judge didn't say nothing
about nobody. Just you.

I see.

When do we go?

Now.
Now?

Uh, where?

When you ride with us, Barlow,
don't ask no questions.

Come on.

Whoa!

Let's give him a blow.

Ain't that the state line
we just crossed?

Right. Anyhow,
now you're telling me

where we're going?
Up ahead.

How much farther?
You ask too many questions.

What do you mean by that?

Look, you're along
as an extra hand.

You got nothing to say.

Didn't the judge
make that clear?
Yeah.

All right, now,
I'm making it clear.

So, get it through your head.

All right, let's split up.
Circle around and go in.

Dobe?
Yeah.

Meet us on Church Hill.
Take John and Sim up

in front
of the Surveyor's office.
Come on, John.

Is everything all right?

Tell Frank the courthouse
is no good the front way.

They got to go round up back.

But Frank didn't plan it
that way.

Frank didn't plan to have
the sheriff eating his dinner

across the street either.

You see him.

They'll be alone.

Pete says we got to use
the back door of the courthouse.

All right. Let's go.

Here they are.

Raise your hands up!
On your feet
and move over.

We've got men
downstairs,

so don't nobody holler.

Over the safe, you.

Hurry up!

Against the wall.

All right, open it up.
Be quick about it!

Ain't much money in here.
I know what's in there.

Now, fill that up!

Get your hands
a little higher, neighbor!

You! Get over there.

Move!

What are you doing?

Throw it out here.

Get out of here. Hurry!

Frank!

Too bad your brains
don't match your guts!

How much you figure we got?
Plenty.

Nice and clean,
if I do say myself.

We left those boys far behind.

Yeah, but they still got
the telegraph on their side.

This is where we split up.

Every man goes back to the house
his own way, roundabout, too.

Move out!

I reckon
you didn't hear me right.

I said, "This is where
we split up."

I don't know this country.

Well, go with one of them.

I'm going with you,

seeing as how you're the one
that's got the money.

Twenty-one thousand
two hundred twenty dollars.

Well, split between ten of us
that's 2,122 dollars a piece.

That don't seem like very much.

Could have been more.

Why wasn't it then?
Ask him.

Everything was going fine

till he took a shot
at one of the clerks.

If I'd let him get his hands
on that pistol

he'd have blown
somebody's head off.

Should have put him on the floor
in the first place.

Should have put them all
on the floor

the moment we went in.

You don't think much of the way
I run things, do you?

No, not very much.

Two thousand,
a hundred twenty-two dollars

a piece for all this work
and risk.

You'd be better off
if you went back to plowing.

You'll get a chance
to see what kind of a job

you come up with.
Won't be for chicken feed

like this, you can bet on it.

Count out my share.
I want to get to bed.

This time,
I'll divide it with Claxton,

but next time,

he's got to be in on it.

Goodnight.

Cold as an icicle.
Mighty big for his britches.

Handles a six-gun real pretty,
though. Real pretty.

You paint a pretty picture,
Mr. Barlow.

I'm sorry if I disappoint you,
Ms. Laura,

but as you know,
in our business,

a little dishonesty
is necessary now and then.

So, you're no better
than the rest of them.

In fact, you're not as good.

At least the Renos don't pretend
to be something they're not.

I am flattered by your interest,
but...

if you were attracted
by the painter

rather than the man,

maybe it's better
you find out now.

I guess it is.

I don't expect
very much of people...

but I believed in you.

I wanted to believe in you.

I wanted so much
to believe in you.

I can't wait any longer.

I got to get a message
to Peterson.

Why don't you wait
till morning, Monk?

He'll turn up.
Maybe so, Noah, maybe not.

He might have been sidetracked
from his business.

You know, I was warned about
his fondness for women.

You better get a horse saddled.

As you say.

Somebody's coming.

That's funny.

It's gone around the back.

Good evening, gents.
Hi.

Noah, I want you to get
a letter started

on its way to Peterson.

I'll saddle up right away.
Right.

Where've you been, Jim?
What happened?

Several interesting things,
Monk.

Several...

interesting things.

A letter from Barlow, Dan.
Good.

Hmm, he's making progress.

Wants me to meet him
at the Sheriff's Office

in North Vernon
as quickly as possible.

Oh!

Get word to our field man
that I'll be there Friday night.

You best make it Saturday night.

May take a little while
to find Hyronemus.

He's always on the move,
you know.

Oh, Saturday then.

Hyronemus.

What a name!
Yeah.

Howdy, Noah!

Well, I'll be doggoned.

You think the old man
has many to sell?

Selling anything new?
No, but the old stuff
is getting better.

I want you to meet my boys.
Jim, Monk, come here.

This is my nephew, Jim Barlow.

Happy to make your acquaintance.
Howdy.

Barlow, Monk Claxton.
Acquaintance, Mr. Claxton.

What are you doing
back in this territory?

I got a fine line of enamelware,
stewing pots and side dishes.

It's all right.
You can talk now.

We're by ourselves.

In my business, friend,
caution becomes a habit.

Barlow, Mr. Peterson wants
to meet you Saturday night.

Where?
Sheriff Mosley's office
in North Vernon.

I'll be there.

That's probably Barlow.

Hello, Peterson.
Glad you could make it.

And good to see you, Jim.

Sheriff Mosley.

Sheriff.
Howdy, Barlow.

Deputy Bonner.
Howdy.

Howdy.

I was beginning to worry
about you.
I did a little worrying myself.

How's Monk?
Oh, just fine, just fine.

Sit down, sit down.
Now, gentlemen...

here's the layout.

I got the clique all primed
for a big haul.

All that's necessary
is to bait the trap but,

we must bait it well.

It's a telegram. Indianapolis.

"Here's Barlow,
Seymour, Indiana.

Based on yield this year,
next corn crops

should reach 100,000 bushels,

and we'll need your help
to farm.

Aunt Mary leaves here Friday,
the 11th...

on Train 58 on her way
to Louisville.

Try to see her
for a moment at Seymour."

What does this mean?

That's from the contact man
at the Home Office

of the Express Company.

It means...

Train 58 leaving Indianapolis
for Louisville,

this coming Friday will be
carrying 100,000 dollars.

A hundred thousand dollars!

So, that's it. 100,000 dollars.

It's the answer to everything.
Means we can go to California.

Now, gentlemen, I wouldn't be
buying my tickets yet.

Remember, Friday's only
three days off.

That won't get me enough time
to get my men together.

Claxton and I can't handle this
by ourselves.

You got the Reno boys.

I don't get along
with that clodhopper's crew.

They done good so far.
Reputation, yes.

But they're still clodhoppers.

This is a big job.

It has to be handled right.

Otherwise, I'd rather pass it up
and wait for another one.

But when will that be?
I don't know.

What if the Renos followed
your orders on this?

You know how they feel.
Frank wants to run everything.

But suppose he lets you run it.

Yeah.
Yeah.

You understand,
they're my instructions.

I won't have any arguments
from anyone.

Over that kind of money,

we can afford
to let you run things.

There can't be any
hit and miss about this.

We'll meet at the Euall farm
at 5:00 in the morning.

I'll be waiting.

"I'll be waiting."

I'll blow the top
of his head off.

After we get the money.

Hello, Clint.

Barlow, I got to talk to you.

What about?

Laura.

I want you to get her away
from here, before it's too late.

I've tried to get her away
myself.

Even offered to leave
the county with her but she's...

loyal to my brothers.

I don't know that I can do
anything about it.

You can break her loose,
that's what you can do about it.

My brothers are no good.

They're destroying themselves.
They're destroying Laura

and maybe you too,
if you don't get away.

But I...

She's worth saving, Mr. Barlow.

Believe me, she's worth saving.

Take her away.

She'll go with you.

She's in love with you.

Seems to me, this is something
she should say

for herself, Clint.

What time is it?

I don't know,
but it's getting mighty late.

Here they come.
Let's get ready, boys.

It's coming
around the bend.

Jake, take your men around
the other end of the train.

And be quiet. Come with me.

Engineer! Stop the train.

Open up
or we'll blow it up!
Come on!

All right. Open.

Bring out the cash box.

Drop your guns.
You're surrounded.

That no-good Barlow
is an agent.

Lee!

Get Claxton!

I can't. I'm hit!

Sim, they got Lee.

Well, he never
could shoot anyway.

Frank, on your right.

Pete, head towards Claxton.

Come on, get that Barlow.

Look out, Barlow!

Throw that gun over here!

All right, come out of there!

Hands up!

Come on!

Sim?

Sim, look, they got Frank.

All right, they got him,
shut up!

No...

We ain't got a chance here.

I'm gonna give up.
You what?

Don't shoot!

I give up.
Come back here, you rat!

Take him into town, boys.

Come on...

Why didn't you let me
shoot the yellow belly?

We're saving him and you.

All right, take him off.
Come on.

Mosley, did you get
the men with the horses?

We got the lot.

Poor Claxton.

He didn't know how right he was
when he called this

a calculated risk.

Lost a good man, Peterson.

You'll get
what you deserve!

You people have
no authority to do this!

We'll show you
who has the authority.

This is imponderable.

And they may get loose.

They may indeed.

Nobody knows
what the Renos can do.

We simply cannot take
any more chances with them,

not only for our own sakes,

but for the sake
of the whole state.

All around us, other counties
are decent and God fearing,

while we have been notorious.

This is not my idea...

this is the idea
of the majority of you.

None of us is excited.

None of us is hot-headed.

This is something
that has to be done.

And done
with as little compunction

as you would kill a rattlesnake.

Anybody got anything to say?

As long as the Renos
are left alive

there's always the threat
that we'll be terrorized again.

I say it's come the time
for us to make sure

we can live the rest of our
lives in peace and quiet.

And to take some of the shame
off Jackson County.

Anything else?
We've talked enough.

Let's get the job done!

It's now eleven o'clock.

We'll leave right away.

That should put us there
by 3:00, while it's still dark.

Come armed and with masks.

Come on out of there!

Come on!

Laura?

It had to happen whether
they were your brothers or mine.

I'm sorry I couldn't tell you
the real truth about myself.

Oh, oh, oh, Jim!

Who's in there?

It's all right, Noah.

You, Jim?
Yeah.

Well...

Sounded like you were trying
to get yourself some night owls.

What's going on here?

Whoa!

Who is it?

Clint, Mr. Euall,
where's Barlow?
He's here.

Mr. Barlow...

Laura...

They're after Frank
and the others.

Who?
Fisher and the mob.

They're headed for North Vernon.

Look after Laura.

Oh, Clint, what happened?

Fisher, Dedrick
and Foley are the leaders,

they've stirred up
the whole town.

Don't move.
Raise your hands,
Sheriff.

Stand up.

Don't reach for your gun.
What do you want?

We want
the Reno brothers.

You men got no right!
Give us the keys.

Give us the keys.

Simmy.

You hear that?

We want
the Reno brothers.

We'll hang them...

Yeah, yeah, I heard them.

You men got no right--
Give us the keys.

That's far enough.

Hurry up, we haven't got
all night.

Which way?

There.
All right, take them out.

Come on.

All right, boys.

No!

No, you can't.

Frank!

Frank!

This one next, men.
Frank!

You have a lot of guts
to come out here.

No! You got to give us a trial!
No!

No!

No! No!

Shut up! And stop begging
like a yellow belly.

All right,
drag him out of there.

I ain't forgot how to walk.

Get your hands off of me.

You keep out of this, Barlow.

You're breaking the law,
I'm going in.

We're the law now.
You're a mob.

We're the citizens and we're
going through with this.

Shut up, you're making me sick.
Frank!

Get away from those ropes.

Too late, Barlow.

You want law and order?

Is this the way to get it,
with a mob?

The Reno's are gonna be tried.

Tried legal and proper.

They're gonna be hanged. Now.

Step--
Drop that gun, Barlow.

Get on with it.

I know you, Fisher,
and you, Dedrick.

If you hang these men--

All right, Fisher,
who are the others?

Dedrick, who were they?

I don't like lynchers
much better than I like outlaws.

Put 'em in the Reno cells.

It was worth it.

After a few years
behind the bars,

maybe you'll change your tune.

Mighty good shooting, Barlow.

Sorry, Falon.

Didn't do much good after all.

You shouldn't have come here.

I had to.

I'm sorry, Laura, I tried.

I know.