Have Gun - Will Travel (1957–1963): Season 1, Episode 5 - A Matter of Ethics - full transcript
Paladin secures some ill feelings when he hires his gun to an accused murderer, but may have to fight an altogether unexpected foe in order to keep the terms of his contract.
This gun says there
will be no lynching here.
There's earth enough
to bury every man
who comes to me with a rope.
Here you are, Mr. Paladin.
As you designed it,
in almost solid platinum.
That's very nice.
I know how difficult
platinum is to work with.
It requires great heat.
Yes, sir.
The combination of
rare metal and great skill
makes that quite an
expensive ornament.
Naturally.
Leave your bill at the desk.
Leave the...?
Thank you, Mr. Paladin.
Leave the bill?
At the desk.
Good day, sir.
Uh, Mr. Paladin...
He's, uh, wealthy?
Here.
Always I bring Mr. Paladin
newspaper from every place.
Him big tipper.
Oh.
Uh, I-I'm to leave a
bill for Mr. Paladin.
Is that all right?
Quite all right, sir.
This is his permanent residence.
His, uh, credit?
You must be new
to San Francisco.
No one questions
Mr. Paladin's credit.
Uh, he's engaged
in business here?
He must have investments
all over the west.
He's always going
away on business trips.
Oh.
PALADIN: "Bartholomew
Holgate wanted for murder
"by the town of Bender
in Wyoming Territory
"was captured in the foothills
"south of Sacramento
this morning.
"Holgate pleaded with
the local authorities
"against being
returned to Bender.
"The prisoner stated that
he would be turned over
to a mob which would lynch him."
Everything taken
care of, Mr. Paladin.
It's a pleasure to do business
with a gentleman of taste.
"Bartholomew Holgate...
"Care of Jail,
Sacramento, California."
( train whistle blowing)
Get out of my way!
You seem to have
gotten tangled up
in an iron clothesline.
Stay put, or I'll
blow you in half.
I ought to pull the trigger
and finish it right here.
Thanks, Mister.
Give me them irons.
You can't blame me.
He was taking me
back to be lynched.
Well, you don't deserve better.
I step out for a minute,
and Harry here tries
to make you more comfortable.
You kick him in the
head and take off.
I'll not be making
mistakes of kindness again.
You, I take it, are
Bartholomew Holgate.
You received my card,
I received your wire.
You? I thought
you was on my side.
Who are you, Mister?
My name is Paladin.
Your name, Sheriff, is...
Swink.
And this young fella,
who's liable to
blow a hole in you,
is my deputy, Harry Dill.
What's your business here?
That remains to be settled.
What makes you
think you'll be lynched?
The town was named
after Max Bender.
The Benders are well-liked.
It was his son that
caught my bullet.
I'll tell you what I'll do.
For $200, I'll guarantee
to deliver you alive
to stand trial.
All right, Paladin.
I'll see you get your money
the moment I step
in the courtroom.
And what do you
think the chances are
of my employer
here being lynched?
I think they'll try it.
PALADIN: Will you stop them?
Don't ask him.
I didn't hear your
answer, Sheriff.
It'd be a cruel, hard decision.
Then we are on the same side.
With the whole town
on the other side,
I don't figure we'll
come out on top.
As the poet Browning wrote,
"'Tis not what man
does that exalts him
but what man would do."
And we three, would do right.
Well, maybe that
poet don't mind failing,
but me, when I put
my hand to a thing,
I like to know it's
going to be done.
"A man's reach
should exceed his grasp
or what's a heaven for?"
That's Browning again.
( train whistle blowing)
Max, Amy.
How'd you know we'd
come in on this train?
We waited on all the trains.
I wanted to see the
man that killed my son.
He's going to get a trial, Max.
My brother didn't have a trial.
SWINK: Amy...
He didn't have a gun
and he didn't have a trial
with a smart lawyer
to trick him to freedom
or a prison sentence.
The man that killed your brother
will have a trial, Miss Bender.
Who are you?
My name is Paladin.
Holgate hired him to
see that he ain't lynched.
So the gunfighters
are all for law and order
if the price is right.
You don't buy law
and order, Miss Bender.
You fight for it.
Once you have it,
you don't throw it away.
Your father knows how
hard law is to come by.
All this talk won't change
the writing on my
brother's tombstone.
Your neighbors will
come for this man,
Sheriff... and you'll
do what's right.
He will.
And so will you.
Go tell your Ma
you're home, Harry.
I'll be back if trouble breaks.
In there.
Good work, Swink.
Now that you've got
the honey in the hive,
the bees will be swarming
around soon enough.
Sheriff I'll bed down in
one of your office cots
until the trial.
All right, but I'll be
using the other one.
Greetings, gentlemen.
You didn't lose any
time, did you Coombs?
My client and I must start
preparing our defense.
And mind you, Sheriff,
I expect you to deliver
us only to the court.
Exactly.
Who's he?
Oh, let's say I'm a deputy
to assist the Sheriff.
He's all right.
I hired his gun.
He'll see to it I get
to the courtroom.
And you see that your
attorney turns the fee
over to the person I choose.
I'll tell him.
Right now, we'd like privacy.
My client and I must
discuss the case.
Go ahead.
Rap on the bars
when you're through.
Well, sir...
( clears throat)
I have been examining our case.
Talking to the witnesses.
Searching for legal precedents.
Can you get me off?
No.
However, we might make a case
out of the fact that you assumed
young Bender to be armed.
What does that get me?
Ten to 20 years.
Perhaps life.
That won't hardly do, see.
I see.
Now, Bart, we can merely
present our defense.
We cannot command a verdict.
Can we buy one?
No, no. Not in the
present situation.
Then I'd better not
stay around for the trial.
Well, you're safer in this cell
than you would be outside.
If you fell into the hands
of those townspeople...
The town can help
me out of this mess.
Yeah.
Let them coming roaring
up to the front of the jail
in a mob, yelling for my neck.
They'll do that right enough.
And Swink, that kid,
and Paladin will be out there
trying to hold them off.
There'll be gunplay
and noise aplenty.
There'll be that, too.
Let's see.
I still got a couple of friends.
William and Keith.
They still around?
Yes.
They signed on at
the Circle X Ranch.
Well, uh...
have them ride into town.
That's Amy Bender's doing.
She'll keep stirring the pot
till it boils over.
She was always
such a nice, quiet girl.
I never suspected
that there was a streak
of pure meanness under it all.
Meanness, Mr. Coombs?
Hardly.
Amy Bender hates,
and with good cause.
It's frustrating for a
woman to hate like this.
She can't strap on a gun
and settle this affair
with her own two hands.
Well?
Miss Bender, I wonder if
you'd hold some money for me.
You're not to give it to me
until Holgate steps
into the courtroom.
If he dies before that,
return it to Mr. Coombs.
You think I'd hold
your blood money?
Blood money, for
keeping a man alive?
MAX: I'll hold
that money for you.
Thank you, Mr. Bender.
Well, uh,
you don't need me anymore.
If you won't help us,
at least stay out
of it completely.
Who needs weapons?
Lend me a shotgun, Amy.
A double blast
to the belly ought
to cut a man in half.
That man wouldn't be any deader
than one with a .45
slug between his eyes.
Yeah, you're a big
man with a gun, ain't ya?
And you're a big
man with a crowd.
I don't need no crowd.
I don't need no gun.
Stay away from the jail.
Don't try to stop
us, gunfighter.
There's room for
another noose out there.
So there is.
And earth enough
to bury every man
who comes to me with a rope.
How's it been?
Quiet in here. Ain't it
building up on the street?
Small groups, big talk.
Nothing'll happen tonight.
They'll wait till word reaches
the ranchers in Onestas.
I make it the party'll
break tomorrow night.
Feels like it.
Get a good night's sleep, boys.
Don't want you
dozing tomorrow night.
( laughing)
Holgate seems to be in a
happier frame of mind tonight.
He's got no worries.
We're supposed to
look after him in jail,
and Coombs'll look
after him in court.
Sheriff, I've got an idea
Holgate can look after himself.
Is there anyplace around
here I can lock this up?
I wouldn't want it
handled too much.
Well, uh, this has got a key.
You can put it in there.
Thank you.
What you got in
that bag, anyhow?
Just some of the
tools of my trade.
Some of the...
Uh-oh. Lookie here.
What have we got now?
So?
SWINK: Well, there's
McHeath and his friends.
That's Fred Coombs's place.
Now what would he be
wanting with Holgate's lawyer?
Sheriff, if you want
to sit up tonight
pondering the
answers to questions,
I've got a better one
for you to chew on.
What's that?
Who do they figure to ride
that extra horse?
A man came by and said
you wanted to see me.
Now that you've had
a night to sleep on it,
do you still intend
to fight for Holgate?
Nothing's come up to change
my position, Miss Bender.
Something might.
For instance?
Mr. Paladin...
I don't want anyone hurt.
I just want Holgate to
pay for my brother's death.
So far, no argument.
I believe Sheriff Swink can be
persuaded not to shoot at his friends.
In that case, no
harm will come to him.
The same goes for his deputy.
That's a lot of believing,
Miss Bender, but go ahead.
That leaves just you.
You're liable to kill
somebody and be killed in turn.
It would seem so.
You're doing this for money.
What if I gave you more
money to leave town now?
That's a definite
offer, I take it?
Cash. I'll get it for you.
Don't do that.
Switching sides for money?
That's most unethical.
I'm afraid not.
But why?
Have you ever seen a
lynching, Miss Bender?
No. I imagine it...
Your imagination would
fall far short of the truth.
No matter what Holgate's
done, he won't be handed over
to feed the animal
instincts of a mob.
What's the matter... is
your conscience acting up?
I don't want anyone
hurt except Holgate.
That's the trouble with
a lynching, Miss Bender.
You can't have it ordered
up all neat and dainty
like a yard of Flemish lace.
It's something that cowards get
whiskeyed up and mumble over,
winding up with screams
in the gutters of a dark night.
There's nothing
you can do to stop it!
It's all set, Amy.
We'll start tonight from here.
What's the matter?
Nothing's the matter.
We'll start from
here... tonight.
What are you looking
at me like that for?
What are you thinking?
I'm just wondering
what you're thinking.
Mob's about ready to move.
Paladin!
Coming.
Well, sir, see you in court.
They're moving up this way.
Looks like everybody's here.
I'd say we're all set.
You wait here, Amy.
We'll bring him to you.
You can put the
rope around his neck.
You change your mind, Max? Yes.
What are you going to do, Dad?
I'm going to the jail...
and when this mob comes, Amy,
I'm going to use this rifle.
Hold on there, Max.
You're a little turned
around, ain't you?
You know, when I first
came here, there was nothing.
That was good.
I wanted to start my family out
in a place where there were
no guns and no vigilante law.
Then you people came.
The town started to
grow... but it was still good...
because right
from the very start,
we had the law and
we had decency.
And now you.
You want to wipe all of
this out in just one night.
We're doing this for your son.
Don't you use my
boy as an excuse.
Why, you...
Give me that gun.
You better stay here
and take it easy, Max.
It's all right.
The sheriff will give
me another rifle.
Dad, don't!
Come on, men, let's move.
Oh, Amy... Amy,
what have you done?!
I'm sorry. Wait!
I'm sorry. I didn't know
it would be like this.
There's another
shotgun in the rack.
No, thanks, Sheriff.
We might as well stand
'em off from in here.
Harry, you take 'em
from this window here.
Oh, listen to 'em.
( men shouting)
MAN: Bart!
Bart...
Bart!
Hand me the rope.
Tie it round the saddle.
Pull the bars out
when the fight starts.
Here they come.
Let us in there!
( men shouting)
Get it tight.
Get back! I'm warning you!
Come on, he's shooting high!
Let's get in there!
I'm not shooting high next time!
Why break any more doors open
when you can
dynamite them open?
Here. You want this?
Here. Here!
Here!
Dynamite! Get out of here!
Get out of here!
Get out!
What happened to the crowd?
Where's the noise?
That crowd won't collect again.
Mob courage is a
momentary thing.
Once it's gone,
it's gone for good.
If they were as scared as
I was, they're still running.
I near to joined them.
Hey, there's the leaders.
If we grab 'em, we
can tie this thing up.
Hey, you, stay
right where you are!
Come on, Harry, let's get 'em!
( horse whinnying
in the distance)
Something's gone wrong.
Keep your gun handy.
Pull these bars out.
You're good.
Very good.
That's what you paid me for.
There's no call,
your mixing in this.
Just collect your money
and forget about it.
Well, I couldn't do that.
I can't collect until you
walk into that courtroom.
You hired me to see to it.
Look, I'll see you get $1,000.
Just walk away.
Well, that wouldn't be ethical.
I can't take another
job until I finish this one.
Don't be a fool!
I won't be.
Let's go around in front
and wait for the sheriff.
We mustn't lose heart now.
Our situation, while
difficult, is not impossible.
Oh, shut up.
Paladin.
This is yours now.
Thank you.
Let's go.
You know, Mr. Paladin,
nearly everyone in this
town is grateful to you today,
though most of
'em won't admit it.
I'm admitting it.
And with such a long face?
I'm so ashamed... and confused.
Why did you want
me to hold your pay?
Because it's an
honest face as well...
but is it never a smiling face?
Oh, Amy can smile up a storm.
Eh, time was when she was all
smiles and giggles and folderol.
Folderol, too.
I deserve to be made fun of.
There's a smile, and
that's the prettiest face of all.
Well, I hope this
is a just verdict.
It will be.
After the trial, Holgate'll
climb on a horse.
He'll fall off that horse
while riding under a tree.
His feet won't touch the ground,
but the fall will break
his neck all the same.
will be no lynching here.
There's earth enough
to bury every man
who comes to me with a rope.
Here you are, Mr. Paladin.
As you designed it,
in almost solid platinum.
That's very nice.
I know how difficult
platinum is to work with.
It requires great heat.
Yes, sir.
The combination of
rare metal and great skill
makes that quite an
expensive ornament.
Naturally.
Leave your bill at the desk.
Leave the...?
Thank you, Mr. Paladin.
Leave the bill?
At the desk.
Good day, sir.
Uh, Mr. Paladin...
He's, uh, wealthy?
Here.
Always I bring Mr. Paladin
newspaper from every place.
Him big tipper.
Oh.
Uh, I-I'm to leave a
bill for Mr. Paladin.
Is that all right?
Quite all right, sir.
This is his permanent residence.
His, uh, credit?
You must be new
to San Francisco.
No one questions
Mr. Paladin's credit.
Uh, he's engaged
in business here?
He must have investments
all over the west.
He's always going
away on business trips.
Oh.
PALADIN: "Bartholomew
Holgate wanted for murder
"by the town of Bender
in Wyoming Territory
"was captured in the foothills
"south of Sacramento
this morning.
"Holgate pleaded with
the local authorities
"against being
returned to Bender.
"The prisoner stated that
he would be turned over
to a mob which would lynch him."
Everything taken
care of, Mr. Paladin.
It's a pleasure to do business
with a gentleman of taste.
"Bartholomew Holgate...
"Care of Jail,
Sacramento, California."
( train whistle blowing)
Get out of my way!
You seem to have
gotten tangled up
in an iron clothesline.
Stay put, or I'll
blow you in half.
I ought to pull the trigger
and finish it right here.
Thanks, Mister.
Give me them irons.
You can't blame me.
He was taking me
back to be lynched.
Well, you don't deserve better.
I step out for a minute,
and Harry here tries
to make you more comfortable.
You kick him in the
head and take off.
I'll not be making
mistakes of kindness again.
You, I take it, are
Bartholomew Holgate.
You received my card,
I received your wire.
You? I thought
you was on my side.
Who are you, Mister?
My name is Paladin.
Your name, Sheriff, is...
Swink.
And this young fella,
who's liable to
blow a hole in you,
is my deputy, Harry Dill.
What's your business here?
That remains to be settled.
What makes you
think you'll be lynched?
The town was named
after Max Bender.
The Benders are well-liked.
It was his son that
caught my bullet.
I'll tell you what I'll do.
For $200, I'll guarantee
to deliver you alive
to stand trial.
All right, Paladin.
I'll see you get your money
the moment I step
in the courtroom.
And what do you
think the chances are
of my employer
here being lynched?
I think they'll try it.
PALADIN: Will you stop them?
Don't ask him.
I didn't hear your
answer, Sheriff.
It'd be a cruel, hard decision.
Then we are on the same side.
With the whole town
on the other side,
I don't figure we'll
come out on top.
As the poet Browning wrote,
"'Tis not what man
does that exalts him
but what man would do."
And we three, would do right.
Well, maybe that
poet don't mind failing,
but me, when I put
my hand to a thing,
I like to know it's
going to be done.
"A man's reach
should exceed his grasp
or what's a heaven for?"
That's Browning again.
( train whistle blowing)
Max, Amy.
How'd you know we'd
come in on this train?
We waited on all the trains.
I wanted to see the
man that killed my son.
He's going to get a trial, Max.
My brother didn't have a trial.
SWINK: Amy...
He didn't have a gun
and he didn't have a trial
with a smart lawyer
to trick him to freedom
or a prison sentence.
The man that killed your brother
will have a trial, Miss Bender.
Who are you?
My name is Paladin.
Holgate hired him to
see that he ain't lynched.
So the gunfighters
are all for law and order
if the price is right.
You don't buy law
and order, Miss Bender.
You fight for it.
Once you have it,
you don't throw it away.
Your father knows how
hard law is to come by.
All this talk won't change
the writing on my
brother's tombstone.
Your neighbors will
come for this man,
Sheriff... and you'll
do what's right.
He will.
And so will you.
Go tell your Ma
you're home, Harry.
I'll be back if trouble breaks.
In there.
Good work, Swink.
Now that you've got
the honey in the hive,
the bees will be swarming
around soon enough.
Sheriff I'll bed down in
one of your office cots
until the trial.
All right, but I'll be
using the other one.
Greetings, gentlemen.
You didn't lose any
time, did you Coombs?
My client and I must start
preparing our defense.
And mind you, Sheriff,
I expect you to deliver
us only to the court.
Exactly.
Who's he?
Oh, let's say I'm a deputy
to assist the Sheriff.
He's all right.
I hired his gun.
He'll see to it I get
to the courtroom.
And you see that your
attorney turns the fee
over to the person I choose.
I'll tell him.
Right now, we'd like privacy.
My client and I must
discuss the case.
Go ahead.
Rap on the bars
when you're through.
Well, sir...
( clears throat)
I have been examining our case.
Talking to the witnesses.
Searching for legal precedents.
Can you get me off?
No.
However, we might make a case
out of the fact that you assumed
young Bender to be armed.
What does that get me?
Ten to 20 years.
Perhaps life.
That won't hardly do, see.
I see.
Now, Bart, we can merely
present our defense.
We cannot command a verdict.
Can we buy one?
No, no. Not in the
present situation.
Then I'd better not
stay around for the trial.
Well, you're safer in this cell
than you would be outside.
If you fell into the hands
of those townspeople...
The town can help
me out of this mess.
Yeah.
Let them coming roaring
up to the front of the jail
in a mob, yelling for my neck.
They'll do that right enough.
And Swink, that kid,
and Paladin will be out there
trying to hold them off.
There'll be gunplay
and noise aplenty.
There'll be that, too.
Let's see.
I still got a couple of friends.
William and Keith.
They still around?
Yes.
They signed on at
the Circle X Ranch.
Well, uh...
have them ride into town.
That's Amy Bender's doing.
She'll keep stirring the pot
till it boils over.
She was always
such a nice, quiet girl.
I never suspected
that there was a streak
of pure meanness under it all.
Meanness, Mr. Coombs?
Hardly.
Amy Bender hates,
and with good cause.
It's frustrating for a
woman to hate like this.
She can't strap on a gun
and settle this affair
with her own two hands.
Well?
Miss Bender, I wonder if
you'd hold some money for me.
You're not to give it to me
until Holgate steps
into the courtroom.
If he dies before that,
return it to Mr. Coombs.
You think I'd hold
your blood money?
Blood money, for
keeping a man alive?
MAX: I'll hold
that money for you.
Thank you, Mr. Bender.
Well, uh,
you don't need me anymore.
If you won't help us,
at least stay out
of it completely.
Who needs weapons?
Lend me a shotgun, Amy.
A double blast
to the belly ought
to cut a man in half.
That man wouldn't be any deader
than one with a .45
slug between his eyes.
Yeah, you're a big
man with a gun, ain't ya?
And you're a big
man with a crowd.
I don't need no crowd.
I don't need no gun.
Stay away from the jail.
Don't try to stop
us, gunfighter.
There's room for
another noose out there.
So there is.
And earth enough
to bury every man
who comes to me with a rope.
How's it been?
Quiet in here. Ain't it
building up on the street?
Small groups, big talk.
Nothing'll happen tonight.
They'll wait till word reaches
the ranchers in Onestas.
I make it the party'll
break tomorrow night.
Feels like it.
Get a good night's sleep, boys.
Don't want you
dozing tomorrow night.
( laughing)
Holgate seems to be in a
happier frame of mind tonight.
He's got no worries.
We're supposed to
look after him in jail,
and Coombs'll look
after him in court.
Sheriff, I've got an idea
Holgate can look after himself.
Is there anyplace around
here I can lock this up?
I wouldn't want it
handled too much.
Well, uh, this has got a key.
You can put it in there.
Thank you.
What you got in
that bag, anyhow?
Just some of the
tools of my trade.
Some of the...
Uh-oh. Lookie here.
What have we got now?
So?
SWINK: Well, there's
McHeath and his friends.
That's Fred Coombs's place.
Now what would he be
wanting with Holgate's lawyer?
Sheriff, if you want
to sit up tonight
pondering the
answers to questions,
I've got a better one
for you to chew on.
What's that?
Who do they figure to ride
that extra horse?
A man came by and said
you wanted to see me.
Now that you've had
a night to sleep on it,
do you still intend
to fight for Holgate?
Nothing's come up to change
my position, Miss Bender.
Something might.
For instance?
Mr. Paladin...
I don't want anyone hurt.
I just want Holgate to
pay for my brother's death.
So far, no argument.
I believe Sheriff Swink can be
persuaded not to shoot at his friends.
In that case, no
harm will come to him.
The same goes for his deputy.
That's a lot of believing,
Miss Bender, but go ahead.
That leaves just you.
You're liable to kill
somebody and be killed in turn.
It would seem so.
You're doing this for money.
What if I gave you more
money to leave town now?
That's a definite
offer, I take it?
Cash. I'll get it for you.
Don't do that.
Switching sides for money?
That's most unethical.
I'm afraid not.
But why?
Have you ever seen a
lynching, Miss Bender?
No. I imagine it...
Your imagination would
fall far short of the truth.
No matter what Holgate's
done, he won't be handed over
to feed the animal
instincts of a mob.
What's the matter... is
your conscience acting up?
I don't want anyone
hurt except Holgate.
That's the trouble with
a lynching, Miss Bender.
You can't have it ordered
up all neat and dainty
like a yard of Flemish lace.
It's something that cowards get
whiskeyed up and mumble over,
winding up with screams
in the gutters of a dark night.
There's nothing
you can do to stop it!
It's all set, Amy.
We'll start tonight from here.
What's the matter?
Nothing's the matter.
We'll start from
here... tonight.
What are you looking
at me like that for?
What are you thinking?
I'm just wondering
what you're thinking.
Mob's about ready to move.
Paladin!
Coming.
Well, sir, see you in court.
They're moving up this way.
Looks like everybody's here.
I'd say we're all set.
You wait here, Amy.
We'll bring him to you.
You can put the
rope around his neck.
You change your mind, Max? Yes.
What are you going to do, Dad?
I'm going to the jail...
and when this mob comes, Amy,
I'm going to use this rifle.
Hold on there, Max.
You're a little turned
around, ain't you?
You know, when I first
came here, there was nothing.
That was good.
I wanted to start my family out
in a place where there were
no guns and no vigilante law.
Then you people came.
The town started to
grow... but it was still good...
because right
from the very start,
we had the law and
we had decency.
And now you.
You want to wipe all of
this out in just one night.
We're doing this for your son.
Don't you use my
boy as an excuse.
Why, you...
Give me that gun.
You better stay here
and take it easy, Max.
It's all right.
The sheriff will give
me another rifle.
Dad, don't!
Come on, men, let's move.
Oh, Amy... Amy,
what have you done?!
I'm sorry. Wait!
I'm sorry. I didn't know
it would be like this.
There's another
shotgun in the rack.
No, thanks, Sheriff.
We might as well stand
'em off from in here.
Harry, you take 'em
from this window here.
Oh, listen to 'em.
( men shouting)
MAN: Bart!
Bart...
Bart!
Hand me the rope.
Tie it round the saddle.
Pull the bars out
when the fight starts.
Here they come.
Let us in there!
( men shouting)
Get it tight.
Get back! I'm warning you!
Come on, he's shooting high!
Let's get in there!
I'm not shooting high next time!
Why break any more doors open
when you can
dynamite them open?
Here. You want this?
Here. Here!
Here!
Dynamite! Get out of here!
Get out of here!
Get out!
What happened to the crowd?
Where's the noise?
That crowd won't collect again.
Mob courage is a
momentary thing.
Once it's gone,
it's gone for good.
If they were as scared as
I was, they're still running.
I near to joined them.
Hey, there's the leaders.
If we grab 'em, we
can tie this thing up.
Hey, you, stay
right where you are!
Come on, Harry, let's get 'em!
( horse whinnying
in the distance)
Something's gone wrong.
Keep your gun handy.
Pull these bars out.
You're good.
Very good.
That's what you paid me for.
There's no call,
your mixing in this.
Just collect your money
and forget about it.
Well, I couldn't do that.
I can't collect until you
walk into that courtroom.
You hired me to see to it.
Look, I'll see you get $1,000.
Just walk away.
Well, that wouldn't be ethical.
I can't take another
job until I finish this one.
Don't be a fool!
I won't be.
Let's go around in front
and wait for the sheriff.
We mustn't lose heart now.
Our situation, while
difficult, is not impossible.
Oh, shut up.
Paladin.
This is yours now.
Thank you.
Let's go.
You know, Mr. Paladin,
nearly everyone in this
town is grateful to you today,
though most of
'em won't admit it.
I'm admitting it.
And with such a long face?
I'm so ashamed... and confused.
Why did you want
me to hold your pay?
Because it's an
honest face as well...
but is it never a smiling face?
Oh, Amy can smile up a storm.
Eh, time was when she was all
smiles and giggles and folderol.
Folderol, too.
I deserve to be made fun of.
There's a smile, and
that's the prettiest face of all.
Well, I hope this
is a just verdict.
It will be.
After the trial, Holgate'll
climb on a horse.
He'll fall off that horse
while riding under a tree.
His feet won't touch the ground,
but the fall will break
his neck all the same.