Wanted: Dead or Alive (1958–1961): Season 1, Episode 28 - Railroaded - full transcript
At the Two Creeks water stop a man hands a young man $2 to give the brakeman to let them ride the rails. The older man is taking a nap in a boxcar when the brakeman wakes him up and tells him to leave the train. When the man tells him he paid, the brakeman, Ed Bruner, uses a wood club to knock him out. He finds the man has a money belt and an ID showing he is a Pinkerton agent. Bruner throws the body off the moving train. At Solberg Josh gets off the train to find himself under arrest for the murder. However, he can prove he was a paying customer in the caboose. As Sheriff Pig Wells lets him go, Bruner brings the young man, Sim Cole, to the Sheriff saying he did it. When Josh goes to retrieve his horse from Pop Michaels, he learns there has been a series of train related murders and there is a $200 reward anyone who kills a Pinkerton agent. He decides to visit Cole in jail. After hearing his story, he decides to go to Juniper Wells to find the killer but bad decisions nearly kill him.
Here comes our transportation.
What about the brakeman?
Last time one of them threw me off.
You haven't been on the road long.
- Got any money?
- No.
Here's 2 bucks.
Give 'em to the braker.
Tell him one of them's for me.
He'll let us ride.
How come you're giving me a break?
Look, kid, you wanna get along
on the road, you gotta learn.
Don't ask questions.
What are you poking me for?
You know you're not supposed
to be ride these trains.
Now hit the cinders!
Wait a minute,
didn't the kid give you $2?
Yeah, he give it to me.
One of them was for me!
Didn't he tell you?
So you put him on!
RAILROADED
- Hello, Pig.
- You just get off the train?
- Yeah.
- You're under arrest.
You haven't changed much.
Still ugly and your manners are bad.
- Take him in, boys.
- Easy with those shotguns.
Tell me what I've done wrong,
tell me from right there.
Resisting a duly appointed officer of
the law. I said you was under arrest.
Yeah, but what for?
Just for being on that train.
They found a dead Pinkerton detective
down the track and wired ahead.
We figure to find out who done it.
Nothing to do with me.
I was a paying customer, I rode
in the caboose and I can prove it.
Alright, boys, leave him.
This must be the one, Sheriff.
Only hobo on the train.
What are you talking about?
I saw him standing by the track
at Two Creeks with another fellow.
Didn't see him board the train
but the other fella's gone.
Guess he's the one
they found by the track.
He's lying, I tell you!
- Guess you're the one.
- Get your hands off me!
This is no concern of yours, mister.
Don't you ever cut down on me!
Right, let's go.
Hello, Pop.
Still got my horse saddled here?
You left it here, didn't you?
I been gone a month and you act like
I just walked around the corner.
All the time I've known you, I don't
have to say I'm glad to see you.
See Pig got himself a prisoner.
Looks kinda young.
Old enough to take a swing at Pig
down at the station.
- He hit him?
- Not enough to hurt him.
Too bad. What did the kid do?
Pig says he killed
a Pinkerton agent.
Now why would he do that?
Pinkerton posted a $200 reward
for anyone killing an agency man.
Plan on collecting yourself?
Not me.
Pig's doing alright at that.
- That right?
- This is four in seven months.
- What happened to the others?
- He hung 'em.
- You think they were guilty?
- Pig says they were.
Your saddle's inside.
I put your horse out to pasture.
- How long will it take to bring him?
- Maybe an hour.
- Alright, I'll be back in an hour.
- Where're ya going?
I'd like to talk to that boy.
Alright, boys, that's all for now.
Okay, Sheriff.
Alright, break it up. Let's go.
What do you want?
- I'd like to see your prisoner.
- You a relative?
Legal counsel.
Got your law degree with you?
He don't need one.
He can choose whoever he wants.
Maybe, if he gets a chance.
- I wanna see that boy, Pig.
- No.
Voters in this town
ain't gonna like that.
They won't like it a little.
This ain't no concern of yours.
Why not let him see the boy?
Won't cost anything.
I said no!
The law says you got no right
to stop him. What do you say?
Much obliged.
You know, Pig, I think that's why
all the voters like you so much.
You love your fellow man.
Sit down. Nobody's gonna hurt you.
- Who are you?
- My name's Randall.
- What's yours?
- Sim Cole.
How old?
- Eighteen.
- Don't lie to me. I'm not the law.
Why are you here?
- You might say I'm a friend.
- I haven't got any friends.
You never know.
You ran away from home?
Did the same thing myself once.
You're not sending me back.
I can't send you anywhere.
You're in jail, charged with murder.
No! I didn't kill anyone.
Might be the Sheriff's fond of money
and you got a price tag on your head.
What do you mean?
A reward. A lot of people have been
coming west on freight trains.
They pay off the train crews
instead of the railroads.
Detectives are sent to pick up
any train man who accepts a bribe.
That's what happened!
This man told me to give $2 dollars
to the braker.
- Then...
- Easy! Start at the beginning.
Tell me what happened
from when you left that water stop.
Like I was saying,
we were waiting for this train...
I'm going for a few days.
Take care of that boy now.
Until he hangs!
- He's got a trial coming.
- We'll get it fast.
If you're gone more than 3 days,
don't bother coming back.
'Cause there ain't gonna be
anything here.
You'll be here.
Sometimes I don't understand you.
You're a bounty hunter.
That's all Pig is.
He turns a man in for money.
I wanna make sure
they hang the right man.
You'd better work fast.
He meant that about the 3 days.
Who's the station engineer?
Mark Crow.
Thanks. I'm gonna need my horse.
You ever take advice, son?
- Not often.
- I'll give you some.
There've been more railroad
detectives killed here
than Union soldiers at Bull Run.
These railroad men hang together.
They ain't what I'd call
gentle people.
You could be smart,
back away from this.
At the risk of offending you,
I'm still gonna need my horse.
I already sent for him.
I'll see you later on, hear?
- Something you wanted?
- A little information.
No more trains till tomorrow.
One gone east
at eight in the morning.
See that trouble on the platform
this morning?
That kid the Sheriff grabbed
for killing the Pinkerton?
Yeah, I saw it.
Who was the brakeman
who pulled him off the train?
A lot of trainmen come through.
Can't expect a man to know 'em all.
I expect you to.
Who is he and where can I find him?
You must get into a lot of trouble
asking questions.
I get a lot of answers though.
Now tell me who he is!
- His name's Bruner.
- Where is he?
There's a division point
at Juniper Wells, 30 miles west.
- He'll be there.
- Any idea where?
He's got a girl named Francie
at the saloon of the Davis Hotel.
Much obliged.
- Josh?
- Yeah?
Josh Randall?
In here, please.
Is he dead?
I'll make sure.
Leave him alone.
Get him out of town.
How?
You figure it out.
- 'Bout time you was waking up.
- What are you doing here?
You left so fast I didn't get
the money for the horse.
Came after you,
found you in the dirt
making sore noises.
- Where are we?
- Two miles out of Juniper Wells.
- This where you found me?
- Ways up the track.
Must have thrown you off a train.
They didn't want your body
messing up the streets.
Lucky for me
you got a thick skull.
Lucky for you?
I don't fancy digging a grave
with a pocket knife.
I think somebody tried to kill me.
Sure weren't wishing you
a happy birthday.
Take a pull. You look like
you're ready for embalming.
Ain't what I'd call whiskey but
it makes you forget your headache.
Somebody knew I was coming.
Everybody knew you was coming.
The trouble with you youngsters is,
you get an idea,
you never think what comes next.
I'm starting to feel stupid.
Sounds better than the way I put it.
You get wild and bushy-tailed
and it never occurs to you
that a telegraph
can outrun a horse.
Occurs to me now.
That whoever killed that detective
would be ready to kill again?
I tried to tell you the railroaders
run Juniper Wells
and they hang together.
I got one all picked out,
hanging by himself.
Surprising that hat fits on the bump.
- Your horse ride double?
- Maybe.
No need though.
I got yours in the brush.
You stole it.
How d'you think
I got myself a stable!
Besides that horse belongs to me
till I get my $40 back.
Place your bets.
Hitting?
Hand or better?
Down for double.
California blackjack, pay 21.
Gentleman wins.
Marty!
- Deal a couple of hands for me.
- Let's start first, gents.
- I'll have the usual.
- Make it two.
You've been gone a while.
Just wanted to be sure
he was out of town.
Was he dead?
- You were there...
- You went back!
He'll have a headache for a few days.
Why don't you tell me
why you were after him?
Just drink up and forget it.
You know how I feel about you.
There isn't much you could do
that I wouldn't go along with.
Let's keep it that way.
Ed, are you wanted by the law?
- Why?
- I just wanted to know.
Why's it so important?
You've never had much love for them.
Well, I still don't.
But I don't wanna go to jail
for something you did.
Would I get you into trouble?
Meet me upstairs as soon as you
get through. I wanna get some sleep.
- Thanks, Marty.
- It's alright. Anytime.
Alright, boys, let's place our bets.
Hope you ain't counting on
not being recognized.
Haven't much choice.
What about this?
Here, you give me yours
and a 2-minute start.
Something just occurred to me.
If I wear this, some near-sighted
joker might take me for you.
That's right.
- Don't shuffle the spots off 'em.
- Cut.
Alright, gentlemen, place your bets.
- $30.
- Sorry, the limit's 20.
My name's Josh Randall.
- We ought to have a little talk.
- I'm busy.
It won't take long.
It's all yours.
- What'll it be?
- Some of that stuff you call whiskey.
Frank, the house is buying!
Make mine a double.
Drop that cannon,
you might live a long time.
Alright, what do you want?
- A man named Bruner.
- I don't know him.
Honey, I've got a good ear for voices
and a headache thanks to you.
Let's start over.
The man's name is Bruner.
What do you want him for?
- Murder.
- Ed wouldn't kill anybody.
- He did.
- Who?
A Pinkerton detective.
They found his body.
You're lying, he wouldn't do it.
Ask him.
- Keep an eye on him.
- Don't you worry, son.
Him and me's gotten to be
real good friends.
Ain't we?
Hold it.
We'd better understand each other
before you go in.
I thought we already did.
Not altogether. There's more involved
in this than my headache.
Now just go on in
and ask the question.
I'm gonna be
out here listening, hear?
You finished early.
- The game folded.
- Sit down, I'll buy you a drink.
This place isn't good enough
for you.
I want you to find a better room.
- Maybe even a little house.
- Sure.
What do I use for money?
You don't have to worry about money.
Where'd you get it?
Been saving it, honey.
To surprise you.
I think you took it off the body
of a Pinkerton detective.
- Who you been talking to?
- It's true, isn't it?
I said who!
Take your dirty hands off of me!
Don't move.
Keep your mouth shut
or you'll be next!
I don't think so.
A long ride ahead of you.
Put your hands in your coat pockets.
Now back out of the room.
Did you get the money?
I want my half.
What's the matter?
Didn't you get the reward?
- No.
- What happened?
Seems like Pig's
got a sense of humour.
Yeah, he gave the kid the money.
Told him it was my idea.
That's easy.
All we gotta do is find the boy.
Where is he?
Pig ran him out of town
after he gave him the money.
We're both out of luck.
Not me... $40.
Come on, help me drink it.
Subtitles by TELETOTA
What about the brakeman?
Last time one of them threw me off.
You haven't been on the road long.
- Got any money?
- No.
Here's 2 bucks.
Give 'em to the braker.
Tell him one of them's for me.
He'll let us ride.
How come you're giving me a break?
Look, kid, you wanna get along
on the road, you gotta learn.
Don't ask questions.
What are you poking me for?
You know you're not supposed
to be ride these trains.
Now hit the cinders!
Wait a minute,
didn't the kid give you $2?
Yeah, he give it to me.
One of them was for me!
Didn't he tell you?
So you put him on!
RAILROADED
- Hello, Pig.
- You just get off the train?
- Yeah.
- You're under arrest.
You haven't changed much.
Still ugly and your manners are bad.
- Take him in, boys.
- Easy with those shotguns.
Tell me what I've done wrong,
tell me from right there.
Resisting a duly appointed officer of
the law. I said you was under arrest.
Yeah, but what for?
Just for being on that train.
They found a dead Pinkerton detective
down the track and wired ahead.
We figure to find out who done it.
Nothing to do with me.
I was a paying customer, I rode
in the caboose and I can prove it.
Alright, boys, leave him.
This must be the one, Sheriff.
Only hobo on the train.
What are you talking about?
I saw him standing by the track
at Two Creeks with another fellow.
Didn't see him board the train
but the other fella's gone.
Guess he's the one
they found by the track.
He's lying, I tell you!
- Guess you're the one.
- Get your hands off me!
This is no concern of yours, mister.
Don't you ever cut down on me!
Right, let's go.
Hello, Pop.
Still got my horse saddled here?
You left it here, didn't you?
I been gone a month and you act like
I just walked around the corner.
All the time I've known you, I don't
have to say I'm glad to see you.
See Pig got himself a prisoner.
Looks kinda young.
Old enough to take a swing at Pig
down at the station.
- He hit him?
- Not enough to hurt him.
Too bad. What did the kid do?
Pig says he killed
a Pinkerton agent.
Now why would he do that?
Pinkerton posted a $200 reward
for anyone killing an agency man.
Plan on collecting yourself?
Not me.
Pig's doing alright at that.
- That right?
- This is four in seven months.
- What happened to the others?
- He hung 'em.
- You think they were guilty?
- Pig says they were.
Your saddle's inside.
I put your horse out to pasture.
- How long will it take to bring him?
- Maybe an hour.
- Alright, I'll be back in an hour.
- Where're ya going?
I'd like to talk to that boy.
Alright, boys, that's all for now.
Okay, Sheriff.
Alright, break it up. Let's go.
What do you want?
- I'd like to see your prisoner.
- You a relative?
Legal counsel.
Got your law degree with you?
He don't need one.
He can choose whoever he wants.
Maybe, if he gets a chance.
- I wanna see that boy, Pig.
- No.
Voters in this town
ain't gonna like that.
They won't like it a little.
This ain't no concern of yours.
Why not let him see the boy?
Won't cost anything.
I said no!
The law says you got no right
to stop him. What do you say?
Much obliged.
You know, Pig, I think that's why
all the voters like you so much.
You love your fellow man.
Sit down. Nobody's gonna hurt you.
- Who are you?
- My name's Randall.
- What's yours?
- Sim Cole.
How old?
- Eighteen.
- Don't lie to me. I'm not the law.
Why are you here?
- You might say I'm a friend.
- I haven't got any friends.
You never know.
You ran away from home?
Did the same thing myself once.
You're not sending me back.
I can't send you anywhere.
You're in jail, charged with murder.
No! I didn't kill anyone.
Might be the Sheriff's fond of money
and you got a price tag on your head.
What do you mean?
A reward. A lot of people have been
coming west on freight trains.
They pay off the train crews
instead of the railroads.
Detectives are sent to pick up
any train man who accepts a bribe.
That's what happened!
This man told me to give $2 dollars
to the braker.
- Then...
- Easy! Start at the beginning.
Tell me what happened
from when you left that water stop.
Like I was saying,
we were waiting for this train...
I'm going for a few days.
Take care of that boy now.
Until he hangs!
- He's got a trial coming.
- We'll get it fast.
If you're gone more than 3 days,
don't bother coming back.
'Cause there ain't gonna be
anything here.
You'll be here.
Sometimes I don't understand you.
You're a bounty hunter.
That's all Pig is.
He turns a man in for money.
I wanna make sure
they hang the right man.
You'd better work fast.
He meant that about the 3 days.
Who's the station engineer?
Mark Crow.
Thanks. I'm gonna need my horse.
You ever take advice, son?
- Not often.
- I'll give you some.
There've been more railroad
detectives killed here
than Union soldiers at Bull Run.
These railroad men hang together.
They ain't what I'd call
gentle people.
You could be smart,
back away from this.
At the risk of offending you,
I'm still gonna need my horse.
I already sent for him.
I'll see you later on, hear?
- Something you wanted?
- A little information.
No more trains till tomorrow.
One gone east
at eight in the morning.
See that trouble on the platform
this morning?
That kid the Sheriff grabbed
for killing the Pinkerton?
Yeah, I saw it.
Who was the brakeman
who pulled him off the train?
A lot of trainmen come through.
Can't expect a man to know 'em all.
I expect you to.
Who is he and where can I find him?
You must get into a lot of trouble
asking questions.
I get a lot of answers though.
Now tell me who he is!
- His name's Bruner.
- Where is he?
There's a division point
at Juniper Wells, 30 miles west.
- He'll be there.
- Any idea where?
He's got a girl named Francie
at the saloon of the Davis Hotel.
Much obliged.
- Josh?
- Yeah?
Josh Randall?
In here, please.
Is he dead?
I'll make sure.
Leave him alone.
Get him out of town.
How?
You figure it out.
- 'Bout time you was waking up.
- What are you doing here?
You left so fast I didn't get
the money for the horse.
Came after you,
found you in the dirt
making sore noises.
- Where are we?
- Two miles out of Juniper Wells.
- This where you found me?
- Ways up the track.
Must have thrown you off a train.
They didn't want your body
messing up the streets.
Lucky for me
you got a thick skull.
Lucky for you?
I don't fancy digging a grave
with a pocket knife.
I think somebody tried to kill me.
Sure weren't wishing you
a happy birthday.
Take a pull. You look like
you're ready for embalming.
Ain't what I'd call whiskey but
it makes you forget your headache.
Somebody knew I was coming.
Everybody knew you was coming.
The trouble with you youngsters is,
you get an idea,
you never think what comes next.
I'm starting to feel stupid.
Sounds better than the way I put it.
You get wild and bushy-tailed
and it never occurs to you
that a telegraph
can outrun a horse.
Occurs to me now.
That whoever killed that detective
would be ready to kill again?
I tried to tell you the railroaders
run Juniper Wells
and they hang together.
I got one all picked out,
hanging by himself.
Surprising that hat fits on the bump.
- Your horse ride double?
- Maybe.
No need though.
I got yours in the brush.
You stole it.
How d'you think
I got myself a stable!
Besides that horse belongs to me
till I get my $40 back.
Place your bets.
Hitting?
Hand or better?
Down for double.
California blackjack, pay 21.
Gentleman wins.
Marty!
- Deal a couple of hands for me.
- Let's start first, gents.
- I'll have the usual.
- Make it two.
You've been gone a while.
Just wanted to be sure
he was out of town.
Was he dead?
- You were there...
- You went back!
He'll have a headache for a few days.
Why don't you tell me
why you were after him?
Just drink up and forget it.
You know how I feel about you.
There isn't much you could do
that I wouldn't go along with.
Let's keep it that way.
Ed, are you wanted by the law?
- Why?
- I just wanted to know.
Why's it so important?
You've never had much love for them.
Well, I still don't.
But I don't wanna go to jail
for something you did.
Would I get you into trouble?
Meet me upstairs as soon as you
get through. I wanna get some sleep.
- Thanks, Marty.
- It's alright. Anytime.
Alright, boys, let's place our bets.
Hope you ain't counting on
not being recognized.
Haven't much choice.
What about this?
Here, you give me yours
and a 2-minute start.
Something just occurred to me.
If I wear this, some near-sighted
joker might take me for you.
That's right.
- Don't shuffle the spots off 'em.
- Cut.
Alright, gentlemen, place your bets.
- $30.
- Sorry, the limit's 20.
My name's Josh Randall.
- We ought to have a little talk.
- I'm busy.
It won't take long.
It's all yours.
- What'll it be?
- Some of that stuff you call whiskey.
Frank, the house is buying!
Make mine a double.
Drop that cannon,
you might live a long time.
Alright, what do you want?
- A man named Bruner.
- I don't know him.
Honey, I've got a good ear for voices
and a headache thanks to you.
Let's start over.
The man's name is Bruner.
What do you want him for?
- Murder.
- Ed wouldn't kill anybody.
- He did.
- Who?
A Pinkerton detective.
They found his body.
You're lying, he wouldn't do it.
Ask him.
- Keep an eye on him.
- Don't you worry, son.
Him and me's gotten to be
real good friends.
Ain't we?
Hold it.
We'd better understand each other
before you go in.
I thought we already did.
Not altogether. There's more involved
in this than my headache.
Now just go on in
and ask the question.
I'm gonna be
out here listening, hear?
You finished early.
- The game folded.
- Sit down, I'll buy you a drink.
This place isn't good enough
for you.
I want you to find a better room.
- Maybe even a little house.
- Sure.
What do I use for money?
You don't have to worry about money.
Where'd you get it?
Been saving it, honey.
To surprise you.
I think you took it off the body
of a Pinkerton detective.
- Who you been talking to?
- It's true, isn't it?
I said who!
Take your dirty hands off of me!
Don't move.
Keep your mouth shut
or you'll be next!
I don't think so.
A long ride ahead of you.
Put your hands in your coat pockets.
Now back out of the room.
Did you get the money?
I want my half.
What's the matter?
Didn't you get the reward?
- No.
- What happened?
Seems like Pig's
got a sense of humour.
Yeah, he gave the kid the money.
Told him it was my idea.
That's easy.
All we gotta do is find the boy.
Where is he?
Pig ran him out of town
after he gave him the money.
We're both out of luck.
Not me... $40.
Come on, help me drink it.
Subtitles by TELETOTA