Cimarron Strip (1967–1968): Season 1, Episode 12 - Nobody - full transcript

Mobeetie, a cowpoke with a cowbell around his neck, becomes a pain in the neck for Marshall Jim Crown during a heat wave, when a trainload of dynamite is stuck in the middle of Cimarron and the railroad can't move it for a couple of days.



You folks just come
across from Kansas?

Figure we did.

Cimarron up ahead?

Cimarron ahead.

This is where we collect.

- Collect?
- (chuckling)

That's right, corncob.

$50 toll if you're longing to take
the wagon across our land here.

Well, now how's... how's
this land come to be yours?

We was here first.

Opened the strip
for folks like you.

$10 for the animals, you
and the missus pass free.

I ain't got no $60.

That's so?

See what you can find.


All clothes and barley.

Kerny boy...

you can get Mr. Corncob
here to cooperate, huh?

Oh, no, no, stop it!

- Please, stop it, stop it!
- Get off me.

Stop it, please stop it!


All right, hold it.


You seen enough, missus?

Kerny here is about the
best box fighter in the strip.


That'll be $80 now, ma'am.

60 for toll and 20 for
Kerny winning the fight.

Hold it!

That's enough.

Unbuckle and mind your manners.

Take him!

And you sit tight, mister.





Take those bodies
down to the undertaker.

You can camp down by the river,

which is that side of town.

You'll get a good
night's rest there.

The circuit judge will be
holding court tomorrow morning

at the Wayfarer's Inn.

I'd like you to
be there at 10:00.

You can swear out your
complaint and then testify.


Much obliged, Marshal.



Jim, I think you ought to
come and have a look at this.

Over at the depot.

Hiyah, hiyah, hiyah, hiyah,
hiyah, hiyah, hiyah, hiyah!


The 6:15 freight left this off.

There's some kind of mix-up
on who it's consigned to.

1,100 cases of dynamite.

I haven't been able to put my
hands on the manifest yet, Marshal.

But don't worry, I'll wire
the Kansas City office

the first thing tomorrow
morning, get it straightened out.

Mac, you stay here and
keep an eye on that car.

Harvey, you send that wire now.


Well, Rugel's already closed
his cage and went home.

It's after 5:00.

I said now.

You don't leave the makings of a disaster
sitting right in the middle of this town.

Now ain't that a sweat.

Got a whole boxcar
full of firecrackers.

No telling who's
liable to get a match.

I guarantee you one thing.

It won't be you.





All right, you stand back.

Uh, be careful, the
biscuits are very hot.

It's a waste of breath to
try to be nice to this one.

I know, he gives me the shivers
even on a hot day like today.

Francis, you take over.

I'm gonna see
about that dynamite.

- Jim, what about dinner?
- What about mine?

In just a minute, Francis.

I've only got two hands!

Sorry, it's just an
uncomfortably hot day.

(birds chirping)

Marshal, old dang fool stunt.

- I ought to bust some heads.
- What do you got?

The mystery cleared.

- That dynamite belongs to us.
- Oh, come on, Harvey.

- It's too hot for jokes.
- No, no joke... look.

Railroad Company
Construction Department.

So they left it right here
in the middle of town?

Yeah, but I'll blister some ears
when they hear, you can beat.

Well, there's enough
dynamite in that train

to level the whole of Cimarron.

I want them to move it
right now, do you hear me?!

- Right now!
- (gunshot firing)


I'm leaving and I'm celebrating!

- (yelping)
- Look out!

Get out of here,
hey, get out of here!

Hiyah, get out!

Get out of here you darn fool!


Oh, that dang fool!

(gunshots firing)

(man shouting)

Last look, everybody, because
I'm leaving here tomorrow.

This dustbowl!

(horse neighing)


You sad cases, I
beat you out of a job!

Yes, sir, I beat
ya, I got a job!


Wake up, you
out-of-work cowboys!



Oh, Mobeetie's got a job!



I'm a rich back-stomper
and the drinks are on me!

What's the meaning of this?

Howdy, ma'am.

Put away them coffee pots,
I'm buying the hard stuff.


Mobeetie's got a job!


I said set 'em up, bartender!

The hard drinks are on me.

Francis, get that
animal out of here.

Mobeetie, you're under arrest.

- That stings!
- Hold still.

You ain't got no right
to lock me up in no jail

just 'cause I went out and
shot up the town a little.

Just about blew it off the map.

Shooting a gun around
a car full of dynamite.


Right in front of the depot,
signs written all over it.

Now, how drunk are you anyhow?

I had one drink.

Maybe two... but I ain't drunk.

You crash through
windows all the time?

The window...

Oh, well, uh, you see,

a long time ago, before
you owned this place,

my buddy, Old Bear, he did it.


Well, what any cowboy does

Mobeetie does
and he does better.

I'm a-leaving tomorrow
and it was my last chance.

I'm going down to Mexico
with old man Hazlett

and pick up a herd
and drive 'em north.

Is that so?

I hadn't heard that he
resigned you on to that outfit.

Dutton quit, so old man Hazlett,
he picked me out of a whole bunch.

And don't tell me that ain't
no reason for celebration.

(cowbell dinging)

I'm gonna buy
you a drink, Crown.

Mobeetie, I think maybe
you better sleep it off awhile.

Come on.

You ain't sore, are you?

No, furious.

As long as you ain't sore.

Come on.

(cowbell dinging)

So you got yourself a job, huh?

Well, that's good news.

It's been a long, dry year

and I'm finally
getting out of here.

And I'm going out where a
man can breathe, and more.

Hit the jackpot.


Oh, sure, there was
a blizzard back in '84

but the northwest
is coming back.

Yes, siree, Bob, and I'm gonna
be right in the middle of her.

You bet.

You betcha!

You betcha, you betcha.

I'm gonna take off
like a prairie fire.

That's what I'm gonna do.


Hey, I know you.

You, hey.

You used to work for the Hazlett
spread, didn't you, a couple of years back?

Your name is, uh... Stegman.

Burke Stegman, right?

My name is Mobeetie.

You remember me?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

You was a fetch-and-carry
boy for Cookie, right?

Well, yeah, back
when I was a boy.

But I've been a-working for them
right on up through the last year.

I'm going to Wyoming with them.

Old man Hazlett hired me
hisself, he did, out of a herd of 50.

You know, the Hazlett
spread is the top outfit,

and we're going down to Mexico

and we're gonna get
some horses that can stomp

and some beef that can bellow.

Put a clamp on that tongue...

or I'll nail it to the ceiling.



Why is this train load
of dynamite still here?

There's a mix-up in
Kansas City or something.

Uh, Harvey's waiting
for a wire right now.

I'll tell you what.

You ride on down to the river
and find that farmer and his wife.

Make sure they
get to court on time.

If there's anything
Judge Quayle hates,

it's being kept
waiting on a hot day.


Harvey: Right away.



The flypaper is
beginning to get sticky.

Listen to this.

"One car load of
dynamite, special shipment.

Cimarron, NM."

I don't know how people
can be so careless.

NM, that's Cimarron, New Mexico.

This here is IT,
Indian Territory.

That freight agent up the line

ain't never gonna read
his destinations right.

But don't you worry.

I'll see that the next freight
to New Mexico picks it up

first thing day after tomorrow.

Casey is checking
with St. Louis.

Happens all the time.

Blankets, liver extract.

They're waiting for it in
NM and it's sitting here in IT.

It just goes to show you.

This lecture I heard in
Kansas City last month

on the powers of concentration
by this Dr. Cortright...

Well, now, the human
mind has to be focused.

Man has to develop his...



Get out of here!


Did you see it? The smoke.

Crown, where you going?


Is it still burning?

How soon can you
get an engine here?


I want you to move this
car as soon as possible,

at least five miles out of town.

I don't understand.

I thought dynamite's
suppose to be fairly safe,

lest you set afire
or put a bullet in it.

That's the beauty
of it... Ain't skittish.

If it's good stuff, Harvey.

But the smoke that you saw
means it's old and unstable.

Those are drops of
pure nitro forming.

- Nitro.
- Get the engine.

Yes, sir!


Yeah, Marshal.

I need your help.

We gotta keep the
people away from this area

at least until this
car's been moved.

Something wrong?

No, don't panic or
anything, just being cautious.

I was putting these
supplies together...

People first, supplies later.

You take that
side of the street.


(cowbell dinging)

Crown, how about it?!

I'm pawing to jest!

I'm gonna lower my
head, sharpen my horns

and fight my way out of here!


This way.

(cowbell dinging)

Sit down.

Now then, Judge Quayle
will be here any time now.

Ms. Coopersmith and I are the
partners in this establishment,

are going to press
charges against you

for breaking our front window.

It's my duty to inform you that
you're entitled to engage counsel.

For all the good it'll do you.


Hire a lawyer.

Oh, well, there's no
need for all that ruckus.

Shoot, I'll pay the damages.

There, I told you.

- You'll pay.
- Of course I'll pay.

Very well, here's the bill.


A window costs that much?

What did you think?

Well, I never figured.

Well, that's all right.

I'll send it back from Wyoming
as soon as I draw my wages.


That's what I said, Wyoming.

Listen to him.

Sitting there with a
cowbell around his neck

and asking us to trust him to
send money from Wyoming.

You calling me a liar?

You think I'm a fool?

Now, there's no reason why
we can't discuss this calmly.

Listen, if I tell you I'll send
money back from Wyoming

or a 10 buck tour of China
Town, you'll get your money.

At which time I'll drop the
charges and not before.

Why, you...

Now sit down!

Sit... both of you sit down.

Sit down.

(cowbell dinging)

Now, may I say something
without offending you?

MacGregor and I would be
only too happy to trust you, but...

well, you're not the most
assuring person in the world.

As MacGregor
pointed out, that cowbell

and you calling
yourself Mobeetie.

Why can't you use your real
name like everybody else?

People will think that
you're not responsible,

that you're ashamed of your
name, that you're just a nobody.

A nobody.



Well, you don't have to
worry about old Mobeetie.

Look, I can ride faster,
rope slicker, brand cleaner

and howl louder than

- any cowboy in the whole territory.
- Any cowboy in the whole territory.

How come you think
Hazlett hired me on this drive?

There was just ten of us
picked out of maybe 100 cowboys

hanging around out of
work, and I was one picked.

I'm gonna take Wyoming
like a double-barreled twister.


In six months when I come back,
I'll have a deed in my back pocket

to a thousand acres
of prime timberland.

What do you think about that?

And I'll be the king of Prussia.

Judge Quayle get here yet?

- He's just finishing up breakfast.
- Oh, fine.

Crown, will you
tell this corn plaster

that when I say I'll pay for
his blasted window, I'll pay.

Look, you got to let
me go, I'm suppose to...

Settle it one way or
the other, will ya, Mac?

And then get over
there and help Willy.

He's clearing out that depot area
all the way back to the emporium.


Crown, come back here!

Listen, you know me.

Tell 'em when I say
something I mean it!


All right, Mobeetie.

I'll except your promise.

Well, I'll guarantee
it if you wish.

- You'll guarantee?
- Yes, you won't have to risk a penny.

Oh, no, lass.

We're partners, all the way.

You can be thankful there's a
little compassion in this world.

I'm free to go?

Don't forget the bill.

- Come on, Mac, get going.
- Right.

Sure is a scorcher.

You ought to do
something about that jail.

You know, I've known hogs
that was cooler in a smokehouse.

Take care of yourself.

I'm gonna miss you, Ms.
Coopersmith, and that's a fact.

And have a good trip.

Well, if I don't, you
can't say I didn't try.

Tell me something.

Why was he so hurt?

- Who?
- Mobeetie.

Has Francis come back
with those witnesses yet?


All I did was suggest
that he take off his cowbell

and use his real name.

He doesn't got a real name?

He hasn't?

That cowbell is more a
part of him than his own skin.

When he was just a little tot,
he wandered out of nowhere.

Nobody knows where he came from.

The cowboys, they picked
him up like he was a stray cat

and hung a cowbell around
his neck so he wouldn't get lost.

When he grew too old to be treated
like a pet and too troublesome...

well, the old man kicked
him out like he was stray cat.

At least Hazlett
is taking him back.

- That's something.
- I'd say that's just about everything.

Let's go.

Come on, move it.

Francis: Marshal.

- They're gone.
- Who's gone?

Your witnesses.

They pulled out last night,
they've gone back to Kansas.

Up front, over here.

Come on.

Remove your hat.

Open it up, Cooper.

Circuit Court United States
Federal Territory town of Cimarron

Judge Lucius B. Quayle
presiding now in session.

Case of Territory
vs. Burke Stegman.

- Is that you?
- That's me.

Charged with attempted
robbery, assault, battery.

How do you plead?

On your feet.

Not guilty.

Mr. Stegman, the law
allows you a choice.

Trial by jury or
decision of the judge.

What do you pick?

Decision of the judge.

It's a good choice.

It saves us all from
roasting here an extra hour.

Crown, present your case.

Your Honor, it's
gonna be difficult.

My deputy just reported to
me that my witnesses are gone.

They pulled out, they
headed back to Kansas.

You're not asking for a delay.

Your Honor, if I might just
have your ear for a moment.

I can't stay over, Jim.

You know that I've got a
big calendar at Carsteer

starting the day after tomorrow.

Do you know what
I've got sitting here?

Off the record, what's the
substance of your case?


I take your word for it.

Then nail him!

The law requires evidence.

Your Honor, I've got a car load of
dynamite sitting out in front of a depot

just down the street.

I've done all I can do
to move it out of town

without keeping my eye open
for some trigger-happy cowboy

to come along and blow it up.

Now, you can't
turn this one loose.

The... specifications state

that the accused and two others

stopped a farmer and his
wife out on the north road...

Hey, wait a minute.

Stand up when
you talk to the judge.

You got that wrong, Judge.

They stopped us.

You had him covered,
pounding the man into the ground.

That was Kerny.

They asked how far
it was to Cimarron.

We got to talking.

And this farmer wanted to fight
Kerny... You see, Kerny was a boxer.

A boxer?

Ask anybody.

Alberleen, Kansas
City, St. Louis.

Why did you resist arrest?

Ask the marshal.

You tell it.

Because of what I've
seen of peace officers.

Taking custody of people
in the name of the law

and right there, without
asking any questions,

stringing them up to a
tree and letting them kick.

No trial or nothing.


What do you want
me to do, turn my back

while you take him out in
the alley and beat his head in?

I don't run that kind
and you know it.

Neither do I.

I'm sorry.


Let's go.

You didn't get the
mud off your boots.

You've been down the river?

There a law against
that, Marshal?

You both better get out of town.

I ain't no cutback scissor
bell for you to pull down.

I'm gonna get my, Crown.

And I'm gonna have your
head on the end of a pick.




Come here, get away from here!

Hey, come here!

I'll skin ya alive...
Get over there!

Now, what's the matter with you?

Can't you read?

Go, go on, get off with ya!

Go on, be off!


- Where's that engine?
- Just got a wire.

- It'll be noon the earliest.
- Noon?

What about the
one up in Hardesty?

That's only an hour away.

No good.

The engineer keeled
over... Heatstroke.

But they're rerouting another
one from some bridge construction.

There's still people
coming into this area.

Mac, get 'em out of here.

- Have those kids help you.
- Right.

Right, you men come with me.

Well, come on, I have
some instructions for you.

- You're not kids forever.
- Francis.

Get Mr. Cook, have him bring a
couple of harnesses for a wagon team.

Horses, why didn't
I think of that?

How far away is
that north sighting?

About three miles or so.

Is that far enough?

And how long will
that main line be clear?

The 204 comes through at 11:40.

Wire the dispatcher.

Tell him to hold onto that
204 until he hears from us.

Right away.

(cowbell dinging)

Mr. Hazlett!

(cow mooing)

Mr. Hazlett!

(speaking Chinese)

So they left an
hour ago, did they?

(speaking Chinese)

Much obliged.

(speaking Chinese)

(chickens clucking)


Old man Willoughby says
he's too hot to move anywhere.

And if he gets blown up, he
holds you personally responsible.

Also, the doctor gave orders
that the Collin's child stay in bed

or she might not
make it through the day.

All right.

Well, get as many as you can.

No telling what'll happen
when we start hauling that car.


You better ride on out of here.

I'm suppose to tell folks
to go on up into town

on past the emporium
on account of dynamite.

Marshal said it might go
off and take this end of town.

Looks like they're
gonna move it.


I'll need a sledgehammer.

Something heavy.


Yeah, this'll be better.

For what?

I want that dynamite
to stay right where it is.


(cowbell dinging)

Here I am now, Mr. Hazlett.

I didn't realize you
was pulling out so early.

I had a little business to line
up in town and got held up.

But I'm here now
and raring to go.

You're too late,
your place is filled.

Hold on, Mr. Hazlett.

Listen, I'm good.

I'm part Indian, you know.

I ride like a Comanche and rope
like the feller in the wild west show.

You're too late!

Mobeetie, you've got no sense.

You mean what
happened in Cimarron?

Well, I was just
celebrating a little, that's all.

Go on back, I can't use you.

Now, hold on, Mr. Hazlett.

Listen, I don't eat much
and I work like a plough mule.

It takes a lean hound
for the long race.

How many times
do I have to say no?!


I need that job.

Mr. Hazlett, I sit in a
saddle like a snapping turtle

and I know cows like
a dog knows fleas.

(cowbell dinging)





Get on up here quick.

Careful, it's still hot.

Why, that's from my shop.

Can you fix it?

No, but we can
put in a new switch.

Oh, it'll take a week
to get a new switch.

Kansas City has to
requisition St. Louis and...

I don't see it.

Who would've...

I've got a pretty good idea.

Now you round up as many
men as you can and wagons.


We're gonna unload that
dynamite and move it out.


With all the blaggards loose
in this town you'd best leave it.

We've already had
on near accident.

Somebody has
locked that car in there.

They want it there.

Now, where do you suppose?

- I don't know.
- Well, neither do I.

And I'm not gonna
wait to find out.


Come on.

(horse whinnying)

(cowbell dinging)

Well, what are you doing here?

That's a good question.

I thought you were
going off with Hazlett.

How about that, Crown?

Well, are you gonna
get to the point?

You kept me roasting in
that jail cell this morning.

By the time I got out to the
ranch, they had rode off without me.

My job was gone.

Gone, you hear?

Well, that's you, Crown,
the big law hound.

Never lets go!

Can't hang a man one way,
just string him up another.

You didn't tell me that you had to
be there that early in the morning.

I would've taken the trouble
to make sure you got there.


Marshal... Marshal!

No luck.

I can't find another
soul to help.

Some of them are
scared of the dynamite,

other ones are taking
their families out of town.

What are you looking?

The railroad pays premium wages.


Work straight through
'til the job is done.

For what?

Loading that dynamite
into this wagon.

I don't do common labor.

Now, if you've got some
wild horses to break

or some calves to brand,
that's something else.

What about our window?

How are you gonna pay for that?

I said I'll pay, I'll pay.

Oh, no, you don't slicker me
into breaking my back in this heat.

No, sir.

I say you grab that lazy
good-for-nothing off that horse

make him lend a hand.

I don't push a man
to risk his neck.

You saying I'm scared?

I say it.

All you're good
for is making noise!

(cowbell dinging)

$20 until the job is done.

That's what I said, $20.

Are you sure you can manage it?

These things weigh
50 pounds, you know.

Set 'em down nice and easy.

Well, you're moving like an
old dog through a briar patch.

You ain't never gonna
get to finish this way.

Now hold it!

If you're gonna do this,
you're gonna do it my way.

Nice and easy,
with your eyes open.

Do you understand?

Well, what do you think I am,

some kind of a halfwit
saloon swamper or something.

(cowbell dinging)


Watch out!


Good going, Francis.

You just take it easy, Mr. Cook.

You'll be all right.

Mac, get him inside.

I've got him.

(cowbell dinging)

All right, everybody,
let's get back to work.

We've got a long way to go.

Well, you heard the
marshal, get busy.

Clean that mess up.


(cowbell dinging)

- Well, how is he?
- He's all right.

Looks like a heatstroke.

He said for us to watch out.

Came on him without
any warning at all.

Let's take a break.

Well, we can find more men.

We can load a second wagon while
this one's on its way to the sheds.

I'll be back in five minutes.

To be honest with you,

I've been thinking about going
up to Oregon or some place.

Slow death around here.

Might make a dollar or
two breaking wild horses.

On whose land and whose corral?

To tell you the truth, old Christie and
me been kinda thinking about hitting that

Cimarron stage, you know,
get ourselves a little stake.

Shotgun guards on every
coach and old hands at it.

Too risky.

You got a better idea?

Money thinks I'm dead.

Crowns got some men
moving the dynamite,

three, four of them in a wagon.

- People still moving out?
- Like brushfire.

Crown can load all
the wagons he wants.

Long before he's through,
this town'll be ours.

What does that mean?

A man can make an awful
lot of money in an empty town.


Four doors down,
across the street.

But... that's the bank.


Cimarron branch of
the western reserve.

You must be crazy.

Guess so.

What about Crown?

- Crown dies.
- What?

Must be 20,000 of those cash boxes
even if we don't get in the vault, right?


You kill Crown?


We'll be back at the camp...
if you change your mind.



Hi, Marshal.

When will it be
safe to come back?

Late tomorrow afternoon.

It could be sooner if
you stay behind and help.

I'd love to, Marshal, if
it wasn't for my brood.

Keep an eye on the
shop if you don't mind.


Well, I brought you
a couple more hands.

Well, you've come to the
right place, you stump-kickers.

If we don't blow you to bits,
we'll make men out of you.

Now the idea is

that you pick them up over
there and you set 'em over here.

One side, I'll show 'em.

Fisheyes, I'm gonna climb all over
you like lightning on chicken coop.

You and Francis take
your break, into the shade.

Five minutes.

Well, you heard me.

Crown's orders,
and I'm his deputy.

Now, I don't have to tell you
this is ticklish business, lads.

We've got to treat this stuff
as if it were pure nitroglycerin.

However, while caution is the
road, your greatest enemy is fear.

You've got to handle the material
as tenderly as a newborn babe,

yet with complete confidence
and muscular relaxation.

Here, MacGregor, show 'em how.


Look out, MacGregor,
you dropped the baby!

You addlepated jailbird!

You could've set off the
whole kit and caboodle!


I was just trying to show 'em

a little confidence and
muscular relaxation.

Hup, look out, I
got another one.

Oh, ho, ho, run for sure!

Get him!

Mobeetie, cut it
out, you dang fool.

You put it down!


- Mac!
- Mac, Mac?


You get him down to the
inn and I'll go get the doc.

Boys, give me a hand.

You too.

Easy now.


Yeah, let me through, let...

Stand back, stand back.

Some fresh air for the patient.

He may have a concussion.

Now, look, Crown, that stuff
I was horsing around with

and I thought it
was safe for sure.

When that fell off the wagon and
split open, not a stick of it blew off.

Everybody saw that.

You don't horse
around with dynamite!

Francis, Harvey,
get back to work!

Load up that wagon.

I'll go with you.

No, not you, you're finished.

Now clear out.

Now hold on a minute, Crown.

I've given you
every chance I can.

You come up with the most darn
fool stunts I ever come across.

But that's what I'm
trying to tell you about.

I don't got time
to argue with you.

Now you clear out.

You go to Wyoming or some other
place but you don't come back here.

Well, don't just stand
around, get back to work.

(door closing)



what do you got to say
for yourself, MacGregor?

Oh, somebody tell Jim

there's a freight
car full of dynamite.

It's all right, I know.

Do you remember what
happened this afternoon?


Have I been shot?

No, you're gonna be all right.

Oh, no, not for a few days.

He has been shook up pretty bad.

Now tell me... does it hurt?

How's he doing?

I told you to clear out!

(cowbell dinging)


Must you be so hard on him?

Dulcey, I've lost one man
because of a heatstroke

and another one because
of some crazy horse play

and I've still got a thousand
cases of unstable dynamite

sitting right in the
middle of town.

I'm gonna be out getting
some replacements.

Jim, I'm sorry, I...

MacGregor, he's
all right, ain't he?

Yeah, he's all right.


Don't look sorry on
me, I don't need it.

Now, I can't help it.

You know, I'm not very
happy about what happened

and I don't think
you are either.

What do you care?

- I'm just so much dirt, ain't I?
- No, I didn't say that.

You said I was a
nobody, ain't that so?

No, that ain't so.

I said that you make people
think that you're a nobody.

Especially doing
what you just did.

Now, it's very dangerous
to play jokes with dynamite.

Now, if you want to be
somebody, be reliable.

Get some stick-to-itiveness.


Well, I don't know
what that means.

But you're gonna hear
from me one of these days.

You and Crown.


(cowbell dinging)


Okay, easy does it.

(cowbell dinging)

I don't know, I just don't know.

I'd feel a lot better
if it wasn't for Crown.

I told ya.

Crown's gonna die.

You know, you keep saying that but
you never get around to saying how.

You know you ain't
gonna take Crown.

- Nobody here is.
- Shh, shh.

(cowbell dinging)

What's the matter, ain't you
never seen a cow folk before?

Never such a sorry
one up so close, no.

Why don't you go back and
work for the marshal, huh?

I ain't bothering you.

It so happens you are.

Being that you're upwind.


(cowbell dinging)

Don't pay no attention to Colly.

He's full of saddle
burrs this evening.

Mobeetie, you stopped
loading that dynamite.

How come?

It didn't blow up, did it?

One stick.

One measly two cent stick is
all, and then he "throwed" me out.

"Throwed" you out.

First he roped me in,

and then he blamed
me for getting caught.

Said I was too scared
to handle that dynamite

and he kept at and he
kept at it until I signed up.

Then the first thing
that went wrong...

"blewy"... "Mobeetie,
you're no good, clear out.

You never was no good
and you never will be."

Why didn't you kill him?

Kill him?

That's what I'd have done.

(crickets chirping)

Now that's funny,
him going after Crown.


He can beat him to
death with his cowbell.


You saying I can't?


You wouldn't.

Not if you were lassoed
to a post with rawhide,

blindfolded and fast asleep.

- (cowbell dinging)
- (laughing)

You calling me yellow?

All right, all right, that's
enough, settle down.

You got no call to make
small on Mobeetie like that.

Any one of us would wanna take
Crown out but it ain't that easy.

That's the truth of it.

Every last man here
wants to see him dead.

Matter of fact, we was about to
draw lots on him when you came up.

Draw lots?

See who gets to kill him.

How can you do that?

Cuts down the risk.

One man takes it on for all.

You want in?

I don't know.

You think it over.

(cowbell dinging)


what's all this noise
about drawing lots?

You'll see.

Colly... fix it up the way we did to
that hayshaker in Alberleen, huh?


What are you talking about?

There's only an "X"
mark on it and he gets it.


Hey, I told you he was
just making a lot of noise.

- Gather around, boys.
- Whee!

All right, let's dip in.

Mobeetie, how about it?

How's it work?

One of these has
an "X" mark on it.

The man that draws
that gets Crown.

This extra one's
for you Mobeetie,

unless you want us to
do your fighting for you.

Do you wanna see
Crown dead or don't ya?

Go ahead, throw it in!


- Underestimated you, boy.
- So did Crown.


Man who draws a lot and
doesn't go through with it

will answer to all of us.

All right.

- Blank.
- Me too.

I got it.

I got it.

Luck of the draw.

You know what we got here?

Bull moose crossed
on wolf, ain't that right?

- Yeah.
- Oh, that's right.

That's right,
that's right, yeah.

Now I'm gonna
tell you something.

That Crown with that big silver
band around that big black hat

and that big shiny
star on his chest,

he ain't nothing but a man.

That's all!

He's just another man!

I'm gonna cook him!

I'm gonna tear him up and
feed him to the sock busters!

I'm gonna pull
him out in the street

where everybody can
see and shoot him down

and they'll tell about
it for 100 years!

That's the way I'm gonna do it!


Okay, Marshal, your
turn for breakfast.

Well, it's about time.

We'll take a 30-minute break.

You boys keep things moving.



All right there, let's have it.


Dulcey, the second
shift is ready.

Soon as you wash up.


Mac, the doc told
you to stay put.

Ah, with the aroma of Dulcey's
coffee driving me insane.

Nonsense, man.

Oh, MacGregor, now be careful.

Ah, I'm fine.

- I'm perfectly all right, lass.
- Well, you don't look it.

Dulcey, you better feed him
or you'll never hear the last of it.


(cowbell dinging)


Good on a hard day's work...

All right, go
ahead, he's in there.

I can't do it in there.

It's as good a place as any.

Now go on.

Tell him you wanna
help with the dynamite

and then kinda hang around.

He won't let me do
that now, I told ya.

Well, you hang around anyhow.

Now sooner or later,
he won't be looking.

You expect me to back-shoot him.

Back shoot?

How do you think Crown
killed Kerny and Foss yesterday.

Those two fellas riding with me.


Used to work with
us at Hazlett's spread.

Crown killed him.

Shot him in the back.

Now no sense in being
choosey how we take Crown out.

His game is as good
as anybody, right?




(cowbell dinging)

(cowbell dinging)

Y'all look all played out.

I'm willing to help if
you still want me to.

I promise not to
horse around no more.

You think now you've
learned how to be careful?

Have some breakfast.

Uh, here, sit here.

Sit down, make
yourself comfortable.

Um, we've got plenty of food.


He's doing fine.

Hey, why don't we just put
a bullet in that freight car,

blow up the whole end of town?

That'll keep Crown plenty busy.


That dynamite's what's
keeping this town empty.

Now you stay here,
back Mobeetie up.

Let's get these
horses outside, huh?

You're kind of
quiet this morning.

It's been a long night.

How come you're not hungry?

Oh, I'm hungry all right.

Yes, sir, I'm hungry.

What's the matter, Mobeetie?


It's hot.

Is that all?

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

Stay put, everybody.

I'll be right back.

You hold onto Mobeetie.

Even if you have to hang
him up by his thumbs.


(birds chirping)










See if you can
reach inside there.

The way to reach is up.

All of you.

(gunshots firing)


Hey, hey, wait a minute.

Get out of my way!

(glass shattering)

Watch him, Francis.

Where's my rifle?


Jim, Jim!

I saw him!

Francis, I'm getting
mad, I can't...

I can't hardly stand it no more.

Listen, boy, you blink your eyes
one time and I'm gonna jump you.

I gotta get out of here.

I gotta get that Crown!


Sit down.


- Crown!
- (horse neighing)

- Crown!
- (gunshot firing)

Keep going.

(horse neighing)

Mobeetie: Crown!

(cowbell dinging)

Mobeetie, what's
the matter with you?

Stay put, Crown,

or I'm gonna start firing
into them cases of dynamite.

You stump-kickers
better get out of the way.

Go on, boys, back off.

Mobeetie, what's on your mind?

That lady friend of
yours thinks I'm a nobody.

Well, I'm gonna be somebody
and I'm gonna kill you.

Is that the only way you
know to be a somebody?

That suits me just fine.

You think I'm afraid?

I'll show you.

I know you're not afraid.

And if you're not stupid,
you'll hand over your gun.

Hold on right there.

Do you mind if I move aside

so that you won't blow up
the whole town if you miss?

The only one I'm
gonna hit, Crown, is you.

I'm gonna let you
take two more steps

then I'm gonna draw.

You and me.

And there's plenty of witnesses around
to tell how it was later without lying.

All right, Crown,
I'm gonna take you.

I'm not gonna draw
on you or with you.

Now, if you're gonna kill me,

you're gonna have
to shoot me unarmed

in cold blood or not at all.

You stay put, Crown!

Put that gun belt on.

Put it on!

We drew lots on you and I won.

Drew lots?

Well, who drew lots on me?

Stegman and his boys?

You say I ain't got
no stick-to-itiveness.

I'm gonna show you right now.

(cowbell dinging)


There's Francis' gun.

Now pick it up, pick it up!

Mobeetie, don't you
know what's going on?

One more step, Crown.

You ain't dealing
with no scared cat.

Stegman set you up to decoy me.

One more step, Crown,
and you're a dead man.

That's what he did

so he and his boys
could clean out the town.

I caught 'em right
there at the bank.

Now didn't you
hear the shooting?

What if I did?

You build me up to carry
that dynamite in that heat

and then you booted me out.

So now I'm gonna...

Go on, Mobeetie, shoot!

(gun cocking)



(cowbell dinging)


It's all over, Marshal,
he's finished.

Come on, get moving, get!

Jim, I found one of them.

Did you get the other?

Lock him up.

Come on, move!

All right, go ahead, Crown.

Say it, let's get it over with.

Well, you did prove
you are a somebody.

Now what am I gonna do with you?


(cowbell dinging)


Where are you, Crown?

Lookee here.

I went out to camp to pack up
my gear and look what I found.

That Burke and his boys,
they slickered me for sure.

They said only
one lot had an "X."

They all did.

Mobeetie, it's
about time you learn

not to play another man's game.

You got that Colly
locked in that jailhouse?


I'm gonna take him out
and stretch him on an anthill

and pour sour molasses on him.

I'll take care of him.

Hey, 10, 11, 12-and-a-half.

Harvey wanted
me to give you that.

From the railroad?

12-and-a-half dollars.

That ain't 20, is it?

That's all the work you did.

Better than nothing.

Well, it'll come in handy.

I'm leaving this town, with
or without the Hazlett job.

Railroad wants you
to sign this receipt.

Is your leg well
enough to travel?

Oh, yes, ma'am.

It's just a little scratch.

A little sore, that's all.

There ain't nothing gonna
keep me in this town.

Except me.

You haven't paid for the window.


I told you I'd send it.


Out of wages for a
job you no longer have?

Would you settle for $5?


Nothing doing.

I tell you what,
wanna draw lots?

Double or nothing.

Well, see, you take
two pieces of paper...

one of 'em has got an "X" on it.

Then you pick.

You draw the blank,

I work and pay you
double for the window.

You draw the "X," I pay nothing

and ride out of
town free and clear.

What about it?

Seems fair enough to me.

I, uh...

I'm always open to a
sporting proposition.

High card.

Now, if you draw a high card,
you walk away free and clear.

If MacGregor does,
you pay double.

What's wrong with drawing lots?

Do you want me to tell her?

All right, then draw.


Ace... ace!


The luck of the man.

Don't complain,
it was a fair draw.

Yes, it was.

And now as I said, I'm leaving.

I'm riding out of
here free and clear.

But not to Wyoming.

You were right
about that, Crown.

It'll be ten years before
they're ready for me.

Listen to that, as if they're
developing the whole state

to suit his pleasure.

I'm just being practical.

I'm going to Colorado instead.

I'm gonna stake out a claim
and dig silver out of the ground.

I hear silver is
played out there.

Not if you know
how to blast for it.

Working with dynamite
here gave me the idea.

There's a future in Colorado for
a man that can handle dynamite.

Boy howdy.

(cowbell dinging)

Take care, you hear.