The Rebel (1959–1961): Season 1, Episode 1 - Johnny Yuma - full transcript

Johnny Yuma returns home one year after the war's end to find a gang of thugs have extorted a local mine and murdered his father while his father's deputy and the rest of the town live in fear and despair.

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel ♪

♪ He roamed through the West ♪

♪ Did Johnny Yuma, the Rebel ♪

♪ He wandered alone ♪

Hey Del.

Look at that.

Some stray Reb come here to roost.

Well, if that don't beat all.

That boy really needed that.

Mr. Pierce, my wife will have some food

for y'all in just a minute.



Del, I think I need to have me

some fun with that little Reb.

Can I have some fun, Del?

Johnny.

You know him?

Yes I do, Mr. Pierce.

Later, Zecker.

I want to watch Bart make his acquaintance.

Hey you, Reb.

Hey you, Reb.

This here water's for horses.

It ain't for no jackass.

I come here to water my horse.

And you do that.



Well, not with your face in it.

I don't want him contaminated.

Don't push.

Push?

Why Reb, you oughta be used to being pushed.

Why we pushed you clear from Gettysburg through Georgia.

You gotta admit you been pushed real good.

Yeah.

The war's done.

So it is, but,

I'm not.

Ha, I'm gonna enjoy pushing you pretty good.

Pushing.

I'm gonna push.

Now you done it, Reb.

Now you don't push me no more.

I'll blow your eyeballs out, both of them.

You had enough fun for one day, Bart?

I tried to tell ya, Mr. Pierce.

That's Ned Yuma's boy.

Is that a fact?

Well now, that sort of makes him your kin,

don't it, Zecker?

Well uh, not exactly Mr. Pierce.

He's my wife's nephew, not mine.

Ned Yuma's boy, huh?

Well maybe the fun's just startin', all over again.

Hey, Jess.

Jess!

Jess, come on, get up!

Ah, go on, let me be.

I ain't hurtin' nothing from that.

My pa outta town?

He comes back and finds you like this

you're gonna be in deep trouble.

Jess, it's me Johnny!

Jess!

Johnny.

Boy, I ain't never seen you pie-eyed before.

Come on, let's get some coffee in ya

and get this place straightened up before pa gets back.

John, you shoulda come back sooner.

Jess, what's wrong with you?

What's happened in this town?

Where's my pa?

Where's my pa?

Aw, Johnny.

Jess, where's my pa?!

Just a few weeks ago, Johnny.

They rode in, took over the mine,

forced the owners to sell out for practically nothing.

Everybody just backed down.

Most family people moved away after they killed him.

He wouldn't sing small.

They killed five men already, always self defense.

It's not worth it anymore.

Take my horse and ride out, Johnny.

That's what we're all gonna have to do.

Did they shoot him in the back?

They didn't have to.

There was enough of 'em in front of him.

Was he alone?

Why was he alone?

Johnny, you don't understand how it happened.

I understand.

Where was the rest of the town?

All his friends?

Where were you, deputy?

Where were you, Johnny?

The war's been over for more than a year.

Has it?

Well there's different kinds of wars.

There's wars that don't end just 'cause

a white flag goes up

or somebody signs a piece of paper.

There's wars that go on inside.

Johnny?

Don't do anything crazy.

You didn't come back all this way just to die.

If the sun hadn't have been in my eyes

he'd have never got that first one across.

I'm gonna put six slugs right through his brisket.

Is that before he gets your eyeballs?

Huh?

Oh, sure you will Bart, sure.

You better believe it.

He was lucky.

I'm gonna kill him.

Bart.

Yeah?

You better wait 'til your britches dry.

Two cards.

Well I'm gettin' tired of waitin' for a lot of things.

Is there anything you'd like to do

about those other things?

Yeah, well, when are Laif and Chet

getting back with them Mexicans?

I'm gettin' sick of this.

They'll be here.

Then all you'll have to do is sit back

and stack that gold when they dig it

out of that mine for us.

Of course now, if you're gettin' tired of waitin'

maybe you'd like to go down that hole

and do a little digging all by yourself.

Yeah, well.

Bart!

You say yeah like that one more time

and I'm gonna crack your skull.

Now, shut up!

Raise five.

Jack nine, ace king, taking bets.

Pair of nines.

Uh, beg your pardon, Mr. Pierce

but we're about out of provisions.

So get some more.

Well it's the money.

I'm all out.

You promised me money, that you'd pay for all this

and well, I've spent all I had.

If you'd just...

I just bet five more.

Your credit's good at the store, ain't it?

Put it on your bill.

- But you promised!
- That's all, Zecker.

Mr. Pierce I, I think that you've been...

Miss Emmy!

You didn't even go to your own brother's funeral.

Now, Bart back here tells me he's liable

to have to kill your nephew, too.

Of course now, I ain't a mind to let him do it,

but just in case he does,

are you figuring on missing that funeral too?

Mr. Dodson?

Hello, John.

You turning out like the rest of them?

I'm just a small business man going out of business.

You're closing down The Bulletin because of them?

That's correct.

Oh yes, I saw what you did to one.

Any time they want, oh my poor, innocent lamb,

they'll devour you like the ravaging jackals they are.

If you leave, if you leave everybody else will.

There's just the quick and the dead

with Del Pierce in between.

The jackals will inherit the earth,

at least this part of it,

and they're welcome to it.

Why haven't you sent for government troops?

We have.

We're still waitin'.

I guess they're too busy attending to

the defeated Confederacy or the undefeated Indians.

So the town died, and so did your father.

You and pa, you were the two people I.

John, I loved your father like my own brother,

but I'm not anxious to join him.

I'm sorry if that sounds cruel or cowardly.

But the things you wrote.

That's mostly what set me off to readin' and wonderin'.

Stay ignorant, John.

Ignorance is the greatest comforter of all.

I remember something you printed in your paper.

Something about for everybody there's a time to decide.

That's when the brave man chooses

and the coward steps aside.

That was a reprint.

Words always did come easy to me.

I even thought of asking you for a job.

John, I read those letters you wrote your father.

They were crude, but beautifully expressive.

You know, you could be a writer.

I wanted to say things the way you did.

After all my brave words I suppose

I ought to be ashamed.

They smashed my press, promised to smash my head,

and I don't want my head smashed.

So I'm not staying.

I looked at death, trembled.

I'm sorry if my brave words have misled you.

Goodbye, Mr. Dodson.

Hey Bart, here comes your rebel friend.

I think he just come back from visitin' his Daddy.

I'm gonna get his nose.

Bart!

When I tell ya, not before.

Of course you can sorta rile him up

a little bit in the meantime.

Huh.

Hey you, Yuma!

Did you have a nice talk with your Daddy?

How'd he look to you, Reb?

A little pale?

Hey you, Reb!

You better hightail it outta here while you can!

I'm gonna get your nose!

Big, brave soldier boy back in town.

Boy, I'm glad I'm not in the land of cotton.

♪ The Rebs lost the war and their bones are rotten ♪

♪ Look away, look away

♪ Look away, Johnny Reb

Hey, you little cottontail!

You better scat while you can!

♪ Oh I'm glad I'm not a Rebel

♪ Hooray, hooray

♪ I'm glad I'm not in the land of cotton ♪

Hooray, Reb!

Johnny.

Johnny you're, you're lookin' good.

Why didn't you come by and see your Aunt Emmy?

I thought you were too busy

catering to your brother's killers.

Johnny, that's not fair.

We've just been tryin' to keep things going.

We're tryin' to keep the town together.

After all, somebody's got to show some sense.

Sense!

You trying to make sense with the ones

who killed your own brother?

Just because my brother was a fool

doesn't mean the rest of us don't have to go on livin'.

He let himself be goaded into bein' shot dead.

Your father was a fool, Johnny.

Don't talk about my father.

What did he ever do for you?

He cared more about his honor and duty

and the law than he did his own family.

You never thought about anything but your own skins.

Why did you run away a dozen times

before you were 15 years old?

Why did you go to war?

To fight for a cause?

Why, you didn't know what a cause was.

It was just another kind of running away.

Well why don't you keep on running?

All you can do around here is make trouble

for the rest of the town.

You don't care about the rest of the town.

I came here to help you, Johnny.

You're just thinking about yourself

and your bootlegging husband.

Oh, all you Yumas, you hold your nose

when Zecker walks by because you can't stand

the smell of good sense!

Zecker knows what he wants.

He wants to take care of what's his.

He's smart.

He's what a husband and a father should be!

You had no cause to do that, Mr. Pierce.

I've tried to help ya,

to cooperate with ya.

All I'm asking for is part of what you owe me

just so I can buy provisions for you.

You make me sick, Zecker.

Why do you talk like that, Mr. Pierce?

I've been the only one in town who's tried to help you.

I got bills here.

If them provisions ain't back here in half an hour

I'm coming after you and them.

Ooh, ooh.

Let's take him over to Tompkins.

That's the way it is, Johnny.

You can't fight 'em, you can't even do business with them.

We're uh, all of us changed, Johnny, mostly me.

They called me down, and I ran.

I ran right for a bottle.

I got no right wearing a badge.

This just got too heavy for me

since they killed your father.

Jess, I'm gettin' awful sick

of your whimperin' and bellyaching.

Another thing, quit following me around

like some puppy dog.

You're supposed to be a man.

John.

I've been reading over my old editorials.

Maybe the man who listens to himself

is twice a fool but, I'm stayin'.

Probably just long enough to write my own obituary

but I can still pull a trigger

and I think I can fix that press.

Thanks Mr. Dodson, but there's more around here

needs fixing than a press.

What can we do?

You already did.

Now please just stay inside some place.

Hey boys, lookie!

Here comes that big, brave soldier boy again,

and he's got his Daddy's gun on.

He wants to die like his Daddy did!

Hey, you gonna be by your Daddy's side, sonny,

unless you keep on goin' right outta town.

Ben, please.

You've got to be reasonable.

They only gave me a half hour.

Don't worry about that for now.

We'll get you patched up first.

Mr. Tompkins, I want the key to that room.

Ben, what's he gonna do in there?

I don't know,

but I'm not gonna ask him.

Del, what are you tryin' to do with this Rebel?

Do you ever see a cat play with a mouse?

Game is draw, gentlemen, jacks are better.

Scatter gun, Johnny!

Which is Del's horse?

Over there.

I figure I got this much comin'.

Johnny, I...

Get my saddle across the street?

Johnny, why don't you stay?

Thanks.

I don't suppose you'll want that job now.

Well thanks, Mr. Dodson.

I changed my mind.

Things I gotta learn aren't here.

It's just another stoppin' off place.

I know that.

You gonna try to keep writing?

I'll try it while I keep goin'.

I'd like to send you what I put down

from time to time, maybe.

Maybe you can keep it and help me fix it up later.

I'd like to do that, son.

You've got a lot to see.

I think one day you'll have a lot to say,

but you can't write it unless you've lived it.

Maybe that was my mistake.

Where will you go?

Here and there, it doesn't matter.

Johnny, it was your pa's.

Thanks, and Jess, I don't think

that badge is a bit heavy for ya.

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel ♪

♪ He roamed through the West ♪

♪ Did Johnny Yuma, the Rebel ♪

♪ He wandered alone ♪

♪ He got fightin' mad ♪

♪ This rebel lad ♪

♪ He packed no star ♪

♪ As he wandered far ♪

♪ Where the only law ♪

♪ Was a hook and a draw ♪

♪ The Rebel ♪
♪ Away ♪

♪Johnny Yuma ♪
♪ Away rode the Rebel ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel ♪

♪ He roamed through the West ♪

♪ Did Johnny Yuma, the Rebel ♪

♪ He wandered alone ♪

♪ He searched the land ♪

♪ This restless lad ♪

♪ He was panther quick ♪

♪ And leather tough ♪

♪ If he figured that ♪

♪ He'd been pushed enough ♪

♪ The Rebel ♪

This has been a Mark Goodson.

Bill Todman Production.

♪ John Yuma ♪