Cheyenne (1955–1963): Season 1, Episode 5 - The Outlander - full transcript

Howdy.

I'd like some food.

I been on the trail
since sunup.

Know just
what you mean.

No, I mean something solid.
Fill the hole behind my belt.

This bottle's got
just the food there is.

Cleans your liver,

brightens the eyes,
washes down the dust.

Sustains man and boy-

Got some eggs, beef,
some bread, maybe?

Oh, I got it, if you've
a mind to ruin your digestion.



Will you feed
standin' or sittin'?

Oh, I'll take a seat
over there.

Before you easy your feet,
would you mind reading that.

Hate to ask a trailin' man
to undress this way,

but maybe that heavy food
would set better

without that gun
weightin' you down.

Judge Culver's ruling's
bought peace-

No,
I don't mind.

I'm sure hungry.

Nice gun you got there.

Reminds me of the gun
I used 10, 12 years ago

fighting those-
I sure am hungry.

Something, boys?

Not now.



I guess that's him.

Kinda big,
ain't he?

Maybe, he's just big
on the outside.

Well, the signboard said
it was a friendly little town.

Your name Cheyenne?

People I've known
a while call me that.

Other folks call me
Mr. Bodie.

Passing through?

Depends.
On what?

I heard there were jobs
up this way.

You come
to offer me one?

I come to offer you
a way outta town.

There's four roads
you can take.

You get to pick
the one you like best.

Good coffee.

You finished it.

You bet be moving along.

Why?
Because I tell you.

I don't know you,
mister.

No need to.

You won't be around
long enough to use my name.

Before it gets dark,

pick your road out.

Bartender, got any more
of that coffee?

Good evening.

Well, you ready
to take in the town?

Maybe.

That's the only bar,
right there.

Judge Culver figures
there's only one needed.

But if you'd like
to play a little poker,

there's always a game going on
down at the firehouse.

What's my bill?
If you have a taste for pretty-

How much do I owe you
for the room and the bathtub?

Well,
let me see.

That's 50 cents a night
for the room.

You figurin' on staying longer? Might.

Uh, that's two dollars
for the room by the week,

and five cents
for the tub of water.

You goin' down to take a
little seat in the poker game?

Right no I'm going
down to the stable.

See if my horse
is bedded down proper.

Oh, it will, you don't have
to worry about that there.

Old Jim's the best stableman
and horseman in these parts.

You know,
I never will forget the time

when me and him was down
on that river down-

Tell me something.

Yeah, go right ahead
and ask me, son.

You any kin
to the barkeep in there?

Now, how'd you
happen to guess that?

There's sort of a family
resemblance...in the voices.

Well, we're brothers.

I never will forget
the time me and him

was headed
toward Indian country...

Stableman?

Got my pony
bedded down?

Guess you didn't
hear me.

Maybe that's
your trouble, Bodie.

Guess you didn't hear me say
for you to leave town.

Now, listen, mister, I think
maybe you'd better start-

Did we get the idea
over to you this time?

Get him outta here.
I'll get the horse.

Get up, there.

Used to wait till Saturday night
to get that drunk.

Get up.

Here's his gun.
It's empty.

Turn around
and look at me.

I know
what you look like.

I'll remember.

I said,
turn around.

You wanted a job?

Your job is to get on
that road and stay on it.

Don't come back
to Prairie Springs.

I'm not serving
no more meals, mister.

It's kinda quiet today.

Yeah,
not much business.

I mean you.

Better turn
that gun into me

if you have a mind
to stay a while.

I'm not staying
that long.

Just long enough
to find out

who that crowd
was yesterday.

You know 'em?

You're really
awful quiet.

Look, young fella, why don't
you ride on outta here.

I wanna hear
some of your stories.

I didn't listen
much yesterday.

Who were they?

It won't do no good.

You like to talk,
and today I'm listenin'.

I guess you'd
find out, anyway.

The name's MacDonald.

The boys with him
were Dark and Jason.

A couple of fellas
from around town.

Mac works
for Judge Culver.

The peace-loving judge?
Yes, sir.

He's a good man,
the judge.

MacDonald's the ramrod
of the outfit.

Bad boy in many ways,
but a good foreman.

Where'll I find him?

Oh, around the judge's
ranch, mostly.

Where's that?

Oh, any old
which way.

The judge owns
all the land around about.

Owns most of the town too.

The ranch house,
which way to that?

Oh, take that road
headin' east.

Big place.
Can't miss it.

I remember when the judge
built the place.

That was before
he was judge, of course.

Hang on to him, Clive.
Let's go, Clive. Get him.

Show those Percy boys.

Come on.
Stay up there, boy.

Come on, there.

MacDonald, I came
to pay you back.

You always need help,
don't you?

I don't fight toe to toe
with...saddle tramps.

MacDonald.

Hello,
judge.

When my foreman brawls
with a stranger,

I wanna know why.

This drifter braced me
in town yesterday.

He wanted a job.

Told him
we didn't have any.

Didn't take no
for an answer.

Tried to get ugly.

Paid him no mind
and walked away.

Mm,
and why this?

I don't know. He rode up,
pulled me off the top rail

and started flailin'.

Just trouble-huntin',
I guess.

That's why I gave
him no job.

He looked like trouble
from the rake of his gun belt.

You come here
wanting to fight,

disturbing the peace,
trespassing without call.

It took us a few years
to clean out your type.

We don't want gunfighters

or fist fighters
around Prairie Springs.

Take his gun and move him
to the sheriff's office.

Well, hold on,
don't I get my say?

Go on,
say it, then.

Your foreman's
a liar.

Is that all
of it?

I said he was a liar.
What more?

I came to this town
lookin' for work.

I didn't get a chance
to ask for any.

He tried to run me
out of town.

Him
and a couple more.

Never saw a drifter yet
that didn't have a mean temper

and a lying tongue.

That's enough.

You can tell your story
at the trial.

Dana, what was that
all about outside?

Oh, just some drifter
taking his mad out on Mac.

It's nothing.

The territorial commissioner
is waiting in the parlor.

Now, I know, but you'll
have to be nice to him.

Sometimes
I think a man

like the one the boys
are carting off to jail

is worth more than a big fraud
like the commissioner.

Maybe so,
but he can't be treated

with the same kind
of approach.

Big frauds, important frauds,
must be handled gently.

You know, you're a little bit
of a fraud yourself.

First, you gentle me
into changing my ways.

Then I gotta clean up
the town, sit on the bench.

Now you got me feeding sugar
to a mangy buffalo like him.

Sometimes you have
to speak soft to a bad horse

so he'll carry you
where you wanna go.

You might be able
to ride the commissioner

right into
the governor's mansion.

You'd be able to help
everybody in the territory then.

You just stay close to me
and show me the way.

Right this minute,
the way is through that door.

Feed him sugar,
Dana.

Well, Bentley,
glad to see you.

How are things
at the capitol?

Hey, Hoyt.

Your bailiff outfit's
gettin' a little tight.

It ain't the outfit.
It's me.

All right, let's everybody
sit yourself down.

Now, just 'cause we ain't got
no courthouse,

ain't a sign
that this ain't no courtroom.

And if you haven't turned in
your gun at the door yet,

you better do it.

Because if I spot
anybody carrying a gun,

gets a contempt
of this here court and a fine.

You gonna collect it?

That'll be two dollars
right off.

Now, y'all come
in here to see

how the law is handed out
and get out of the hot sun.

So shut up.

This here court
is now in session.

Jessie,
bring on the prisoner.

Since you didn't bring
no legal advice,

the court's assigned me
to do your talkin'.

Fine.

Everybody,
up on your feet.

Judge Culver
presiding.

Everybody,
sit.

This what they call
the law here?

You're bringing
the charges against me.

Now you're telling me
you're trying the case too?

The prisoner better get off
his feet and in his chair.

The accused can ask
to be held over

for jury trial
if he wants to.

That'll be the first
of the month.

That means sittin' in your jail
for almost three weeks.

Well,
there's one alternative.

Now, this court
wishes to be just and lenient.

Because of the unusual
circumstances

behind the bringing
of the charges,

the court will allow
the prisoner to waive trial

upon his promise to leave
Prairie Springs within the hour.

That's just what your foreman
and his friends

wanted in the first place,
isn't it?

It's a good offer, boy.
You better take it.

No, thanks.
Well, then,

you just better go ahead

with the trial
that's already started.

You wait for a new judge
or a jury,

you'll be around here
for quite a spell.

Culver's a fair man.

You'll get a fair shake.

Your Honor, we'd like
to go ahead with this trial.

The trial will proceed.

This here man,
Cheyenne Bodie,

is charged with trespassin'
and startin' a fight

for no call
or reason,

and, generally, kickin'
the peace of this town around.

Now, the first witness will be-
Uh, what's your given name, Mac?

George.

George MacDonald will be
the first witness.

Stick out
hour hand, Mac.

Put it
on the Good Book.

Do you swear
to tell the truth?

Say "I do," and sit down.
Sure.

All right,

tell your side
of it, Mac.

It's like
I told you, judge.

This fella swung on me
for no reason at all.

I was sittin' on a rail,
watching...

Then they loaded me
into a wagon.

Rode me out of town
and told me to keep going.

Who were
the two other men?

I don't know
their names.

But they're sitting
over there by the window.

Only time I ever seen him
was in the bar,

when he asked Mac
for a job.

Now, you just hush up
your mouth.

If got anything to say,
just step up on the chair.

Why? I come to this court
like a good citizen to see-

We'll find out
if there's any reason

for you
to step up here.

Had you ever met MacDonald,
Dark or Jason before?

Not to my rememberin'.

And yet they attacked you
without a cause?

That's the way
of it.

You must admit, that story
is rather hard to believe.

I tell you judge...

I wouldn't
much believe it, either.

It's got me
real puzzled.

That's why
I'm still here

and not on the trail
out of Prairie Springs.

Well, perhaps you should've
accepted the offer

to leave town.

In view of the evidence,

I'm afraid I'll have
to find you guilty

and sentence you to-
Hold it, Dana.

What is it,
John?

I just wanted to say

that the boy
is telling the truth.

It's MacDonald
that be the liar.

You can take
your seat.

Will you be
sworn in, John?

Sure.

Put your hand
on the Good Book.

You swear
to tell the truth?

Yes.
Say "I do," and sit down.

The stranger passed by
last night

just while we
were closing up.

He headed toward
the livery.

My youngster and I
go home the same way.

While we were passin',

I saw three men tossing
another man into a wagon.

A big man like him.

I didn't connect it
at the time.

I figured it was
just another drunked-up cowhand.

But if figures out now.

Now, don't you go holding
this court in contempt.

You just sit until you hear
the rest of this stuff.

What do you say now,
MacDonald?

Just what I said before,
judge.

You see
this trailer walk by.

You see a cowboy
tossed in a wagon

a few minutes later.

That don't prove nothin'.

Gives a lot of reason
for doubt.

In view
of John's testimony,

the case against
Cheyenne Bodie is dismissed.

And I move to charge
MacDonald, Dark and Jason

with battery,
kidnapping and perjury.

The court recognizes
those charges.

And sets trial
for tomorrow, noon.

Put those men
under arrest.

Deliver this...now.

This court
is now recessed.

Thanks.

When you find out why,
tell me.

It'll make a good story
for the paper.

Mr. Bodie.

It seems we called you names
and caused you some trouble.

I'm sorry.

I'd like
to make it up to you.

I hate to see a man
leave Prairie Springs

with a bad taste
in his mouth.

Still looking
for work?

I gotta earn my keep
while I'm here.

How about a job
on my ranch?

You sure change
your mind awful fast.

One man speaks,
and I'm guilty.

Another man speaks,

and I'm clean
as a fresh-washed pony.

John's word
is beyond question.

But not
your foreman's?

The evidence shows
he's lying.

His trial may tell why.

Meantime, you have a job
if you want it.

You wouldn't just be looking
to keep an eye on me, would you?

Bodie,
in Prairie Springs,

I can keep an eye
on you wherever you are.

Well, you have the offer.
Make up your mind.

Hold on.

I just want you to know
that I figure the answer

might be lying around
your spread somewhere.

You could be hiring a man
that'll hurt you.

Not unless I have
somethin' to be hurt by.

And I haven't.

Coming?

Why not?

Come in a minute.

Come in.

Cora.

Cora?
Yes?

Oh, there you are, dear.

Will you join us?

Ramona, tell Abel
to come in here.

Cora, I'd like you
to meet Mr. Bodie.

Mr. Bodie,
my wife.

Pleased to
meet you, ma'am.

A pleasure,
Mr. Bodie.

Forgive me, but aren't you
the man who-?

Yes, Mr. Bodie
had the argument with Mac.

In court today, I found
reason to drop the charges.

I'm very glad
for you.

Thank you, ma'am.

Mr. Bodie, I wanted you
to meet my wife

because, in a way,
you have her to thank

for the justice
of the trial.

Oh, Dana.

True.

Before I married Cora,
a case like yours

would've been handled
much faster

and rougher.

Must have been a lot
of innocent men hurt that way.

I'm afraid so.
But we've changed that now.

Come in.

Oh, Abel.

This is Cheyenne Bodie.

He's gonna ride with us
for a while.

Show him his bunk
and his job.

Yes, sir.

Any questions,
come to me.

Any?

Thanks.

Mrs. Culver.

You ain't mad
about yesterday?

I mean, me and the boys
didn't know

what was going on or nothing
when we pulled you off Mac.

I got plenty of anger
inside me.

I just don't know
which way it's pointed.

I just wanted you
to know.

Sure.

Dana.
Yes, dear?

If Mr. Bodie was right,
who was wrong?

Well, it looks
like Mac was.

Maybe we'll find out why
at the trial tomorrow.

Trial?

Yes, I had to put him
in jail.

He's faced with a couple
of felony charges.

Also, assault
and battery.

I don't understand it.

Mac's always been
loyal and honest.

Yes, he has, but it looks
like he broke the law,

and he'll have
to stand for it.

I know that, but-

Well, he's been with us
for so long.

Don't you think
we owe him something?

I mean, a better chance
than a cold legal procedure.

It's difficult, Cora.

After all, I'm the man
who tries MacDonald.

And I also pay
his wages.

You can't just turn
your back on him.

People understand
what friendship is.

I think they'd be surprised

if you didn't give him
a chance to speak to you.

Well, I'd like
to talk to him, but-

No one will blame you.

I'll go too.

All right, Cora.

I'll have
a team harnessed.

I'll just get my cape
and be right with you.

All right,
dear.

Howdy, judge,
Mrs. Culver.

Hello,
Fred.

We wanna see
MacDonald.

Yes, sir.

I'm just visiting
as a friend.

You better stay with us.
Yes, sir.

Hello, Mac.

Nice of you to come
to see me, judge.

We came
to talk to you.

Perhaps we can help.

Cora thought we owed you
a chance to explain,

off the record.

Well, thanks,
Mrs. Culver.

But there's nothing
to explain.

Mac...

You don't beat up
another man

and try to run him
out of town for no reason.

Sounds like you've
already tried the case, judge.

No, I haven't, Mac,
but I'm gonna try it.

I'm also your friend,
and I'd like to help you.

I got nothin' to say.

The way it looks now,
you're guilty.

If you won't talk
at the trial,

I'll have to find you guilty
and sentence you.

I don't think
you'll do that, judge.

We're still
your friends, Mac.

But if you won't talk,

Dana will have to do
what seems right to him.

Maybe.

But I figure,

one reason
why the judge

won't sentence me is,
well...

Because you won't
have the chance to try.

Don't touch it,
Fred.

Hey, Mac's breakin'.

Open this door,
Mac.

Stay around,
keep the folks company.

Hey.
What are ya doin'?

Let's us outta here.

Come back here.

It was all
my fault, Dana.

I suggested
coming to see him.

No one will blame you.

I know, dear.

I'm just wondering what that
new cowhand will have to say.

I just been to town.

Talked to the jailer.

You got a better story
than the one he tells?

Looks pretty bad,
doesn't it?

You come into the cell,
and MacDonald goes out.

Yeah, it's
an unfortunate coincidence.

I don't much believe
in coincidence.

He would've pulled
that gun

on anyone who opened
the door for him.

Cora and I happened
to be the ones, that's all.

Why you wanna keep him
from trial?

I don't.

I guess
you'll believe I do.

Wouldn't you?

I'm offering you my word

that I had nothing to do

with MacDonald's escape.

I don't know you
that well.

Still wanna work
for me?

More than ever.

I'd like to stay
and find out

if your word
is worth the sound.

I've made a lot
of allowances for you.

Maybe too many.

You've given me

a lot of reasons to wonder.

An innocent man
is allowed some anger

when his honesty
is questioned.

Yeah, I seemed to remember
being a little annoyed myself.

A man builds a ranch
spread wide as the county,

owns a town, speaks the law
and looks to bigger things.

I'd figure,
on the way,

there were things
he might want kept hid.

Maybe I got the key
to something.

I don't know
how or what.

Maybe when Mac gets back,
I'll find out.

What makes you think
he'll come back?

This ranch is the lodestar
to all of it.

He'll be back.

I'll be here.

You're not very polite,
Mr. Bodie.

Sorry, but...
there's something about you.

Just now, I thought
I remembered you from somewhere.

And do you?

No, I guess not.

Psst,
over here.

Thanks for the gun.

Why did you come here?

The gun was empty.

If somebody
had thrown down on me,

it wouldn't have been
much help.

I was afraid-
I know, afraid for your husband.

You're a good wife.

I guess a girl like you
does know how to please a man.

You better leave.

You better
get out of here.

Now, why should I run off?
I got nothing to fear.

The trial.

Oh, I don't mind
a few months

in a workhouse.

I might not even get that
after I speak my piece.

Please leave.

Sure. First, I thought
you'd like to give me something

to show your appreciation
for what I've done.

For what you've done.

I didn't ask you
to beat him up,

run him out of town.

Why did you do it?

I had something
I wanted to keep.

Now I've lost it anyhow.

And I want
a payoff in cash.

I've been paying you
for years.

There's no more
to give.

There's plenty more,
and I get it.

Or the judge won't be taking you
to live in the capitol,

'cause he won't be goin'.

I tell you,
I haven't anymore money.

The judge has.

A safe choked with it.

He must have
5000 in paper

and a quarter of that
in gold.

And you know
the combination.

You expect me
to rob my own husband?

Not rob, honey.

Just pay
for his happiness.

I can't do it.

Meet me
in the old stables

in a half an hour
with the money.

No, wait-
Or I turn myself in

and start talkin'.

That was MacDonald.

You're the one wanted me run out
of town and had me beat up.

No.
Cora?

Please let me go.

When I get
the answers I want.

I had nothing to do
with what happened to you.

The beating, I mean.
Cora?

Keep talkin'.

Let me go now.

I'll tell you the rest
in the morning.

Cora?

There you are,
dear.

I missed you.

I couldn't sleep.

I-I took a walk.

Without me?

W-well,
you were busy.

You're trembling.

No, I'm just
out of breath.

I went too far,
I guess.

Nothing's happened
to upset you?

Nothing.

Cora.

I don't like
being alone.

Wherever you go,
take me with you.

Wherever I go,
I do, Dana.

Evenin', judge.

Lookin' for someone?

You.

Well,
you found me.

Why?

I'm not answering
any more questions.

I'm asking them.

You were with my wife
out here.

Well, that's not
a question.

No, it isn't.

I don't know what's
between you and Cora, but...

I'm beginning to think
that Mac did.

And what he did to you
was to cover for her.

Cover for what?

That is a question.

Then your wife and Mac
know the answer.

I want it from you,
and I want it now.

Well, just a minute.
I'm the new man around here.

Mac's been around
for quite a spell.

Maybe-
Don't say it.

Then you say it.

There's nothing
between them.

Nothing but words,
as far as I know.

I didn't hear what they said,
but I did see them.

Here?

Tonight?

Maybe he came
to thank her

for puttin' that gun
in his hand.

You said maybe.

That's the only thing that stops
me from calling you a liar.

Whatever stopped you,
be glad you didn't.

Don't press me.

I've taken more from you
than I've taken from any man.

Because you let me think
I'd had wronged you.

In some way
I couldn't know.

It's kept me off balance,
apologetic.

But I'm through
with that.

Somebody's lying
and has been...

ever since
you crossed my path.

And you'd rather it was me
than somebody else.

I happen
to trust my wife.

You'll speak your piece
in front of her.

And I'll hear
the truth.

Then let's hear it.

She's not in her room.

That doesn't surprise me.

Cora?

Where did you go?

To kill a man.

No, Cora,
you couldn't have.

I didn't.

Almost.

He didn't see me.
I could have.

MacDonald?

Why?

You ask me that?

Look at me.

Take a good look.

I'm looking,
Mrs. Culver.

Forget
"Mrs. Culver."

Forget how
you see me now.

Think of Montana.

Think of cheap jewelry
and cheap perfume.

Montana.

The Golden Horseshoe.

That was a long time ago.

But I remember now.

Your hair
was strawberry blond then.

And there were six
of us girls there.

I should have realized
you might not remember me.

This house,
being a judge's wife...

They threw me off.

You've changed,
Kate.

No, you can't change
what you are.

MacDonald knew that.

He came from Montana,
looking for Kate.

And he found your wife.

What did he want
from you?

Money.

To forget the truth.

So you see how I cheated you,
Dana, right from the beginning.

With a lie that I bought
and paid for.

And you believed me.

You've had
your answer.

I wish
I could change it.

Anything more
you want?

One thing.

Where's
MacDonald now?

He was waiting at the
old stable for the money.

By now, he's ridden
into town

to tell his story.

It's over for us.

If I go quickly,
maybe it'll be easier for you.

People forget.

Or most of them do.

No, I won't let you go.

I've hurt you enough.

Cora, nothing
can hurt me

as long as I have you.

You think I'm proud
of what I was.

I ruled this range
with guns.

I killed to keep
the settlers out.

Now it's a place where people
can live and grow and build.

And you planted the seed
for that in me.

Didn't you hear
what I said about Montana?

Don't you understand?

We've been man and wife
for eight years.

Don't you think I know
what you really are?

You think anything
can change that?

Cora, I need you...

now more than ever.

Oh, Dana.

I got tired
of waitin'.

Easy, judge.

I thought you were gonna
turn yourself in?

No, I'm not lookin'
to tell stories.

I'm lookin' for cash.

She don't bring it,

I come and get it.

I told you
I was through paying.

I meant it.

Kate's got
a stubborn streak, judge.

Always has had.

You should've known her
10 years ago.

Open that safe.

Hurry up.

Open it!

Dana.

You, open it.

He's hurt.
I mean now.

MacDonald.

Put the hammer down easy.

Don't jar it.

You shoot,
I shoot.

I don't think so.

Let the hammer down gentle-like,
and drop the gun on the floor.

Your time's
run out.

Before I take you back
to town,

I owe you something.

You all right,
judge?

Well,
I've felt steadier.

We heard shooting,
judge.

You all right?

Yes,
I'm all right.

Mac's dead.

He tried to rob
my safe.

Ride with a man
six years

and never know him
at all.

Oh,
Cheyenne...

What are your plans?

I'll be moving on
come morning.

We owe you
a lot.

Won't you stay on with us
and let us pay you?

You don't owe me
anything.

We'll never forget you,
Cheyenne.

And I won't forget you,
Mrs. Culver.

Matter of fact,

you remind me
of someone I used to know.

A girl named Kate.

Died in Montana.