02x06 - The Long Riders

[bunniefuu]

Yeah,
it's not a bad bunch.

They'll do.

I sure wish we could've
got that old black.

He must be around
somewheres close;
we get some of his mares.

No time to make
a try for him now.

We've pushed our luck
as it is.

Why, we'll be back
before dark easy.

Are you forgetting
we're still on
Sioux treaty ground?

How could I forget?
You've been telling me
every half hour.

It was the only way
to get it through to you.

You've been eating
bear lately?

No, I haven't been eating
bear lately!

Well, you're acting
like one.

I just don't like having
to round up horses

to make ends meet,
that's all.

Well, every rancher
has to do it sooner or later.

Besides the Sioux
got more than enough.

[ horse neighing ]

Hey, Slim, look,
there's that big black.

Hey, Jess, let him be!

You all right?

Yeah.

Thanks, Slim.

Is something wrong
with your ears?

I yelled at you to leave
that fool stallion alone.

Yeah, but he'd have
brought an awful
good price.

Look at that.
Broke it clean in two.

That's a lot of horse.

All right
and hurry up about it.

You're lucky
you're still in one piece.

Maybe next time
you'll listen to me.

What's taking you
so long?

Instead of standing there
yapping at me,

why don't you
make yourself useful?

Like what?Like catching up
my horse for me,

he's right out there.

This ain't gonna do me no good
without something to put it on.

[ g*nshots ]

Ain't that a shame?

My friends deserted me.

Yeah, it's kind of rude.

They're touchy.
They didn't like the way
you invited 'em...

but I did, sweet music
to my ears you might say.

You might say
they could be back.

Oh, I doubt it.

Sounded like there was
a whole army here.

An army of two.

Enough for me.

Luke Gregg traveling down
from Deadwood.

Jess Harper,
this here is Slim Sherman.

Howdy.

Do you know you're in
Sioux hunting territory?

I figured to take a shortcut
to Laramie.

Alone in Sioux country?

That's a shortcut
to Boot Hill.

Or to a cup of coffee
in a mustang camp.
It's hot, I hope.

It's hot.
We'll have to be
moving pretty quick though,

especially now.

You said you were
heading into Laramie.Yeah.

Why don't you ride with us,
we can use an extra hand
with these horses.

[ horses approaching ]

Boy, you got some
good horses, huh,

ought to bring
a good price.

Well, maybe,
once we break 'em.

I brought a present for you.

Only got stung once
getting it too.

Gee, it's real
sage honey. Thanks.

Uh, it's for after supper.

Not now.

Should've known
there was a catch.

Seems like you got
a right capable hand

to run things
while you're away.

Yeah, Luke Gregg,
this is my brother Andy.

Hello, Mr. Gregg.

None of that mister stuff,
Andy, it's Luke to you.

Couple of old trail hands
like us

can't fuss with them
fancy handles, can we?

No, guess not, Luke.

Slim, this ain't
a bad little spread.

Well, there's
not much now.

We're trying to
build it though.

Looks comfortable enough.

Good grass, kind of a place
a man dreams about for himself.

Yeah, we like it.

You'll do
all right then.

And that beef I saw on the way
in looked prime too.

Oh, you've worked cattle,
have you?

Cattle, horses, mules,

most any four-footed critter
you can name.

Mind if I ask where?

Ask anything you like.

I've been mostly up
in the Dakotas and Montana.

I figured I'd seen
enough of them northers

so I'd mosey down this way
where it's warmer.

Well, say,
we get northers too.

No, but not like
up in Montana.

One time I got
caught in one so bad,

I felt myself
starting to freeze.

There wasn't
no shelter nowhere,

and the snow so thick
I couldn't see my horse's head.

What did you do?

I froze to death.

You said you were
heading for Laramie.

Anything on your mind?

Just looking for a place
to hang my saddle,

for a spell.

Why don't you
hang it here?

Yeah, gee,
why not, Luke?

You mean
work for you?

Yeah. Way you handle
these horses,

it's plain you know
what you're doing.

Gonna be a lot of work
around here

breaking these broncs;
can use an extra hand
for a while.

There'll be 30.
Interested?

I might be.

You think about it.

You'll be staying
for supper anyway.

I'll do that.

Good.

Andy, you ever see a real
Blackfoot medicine bundle--

the kind a lot of men have
lost their scalps trying to get?

No.

I got one in my saddlebag.

Will you show it to me,
Luke?

I'll do better than that,
I'll give it to you.

Honest?
You will?

Anybody want
some more coffee?

Not me, thanks, Jess.

No thanks, Jess.

Slim Sherman, that name
sure sounds familiar.

Was you ever in Kansas
or thereabouts?

Yeah, before
we settled here.

How did you know?

Well, there was talk about
a Slim Sherman back there

when I come through
in '68.

Say, wasn't you
one of them fellas

that got mixed up
in the Adobe Wells fight?

Yeah, I was in it.

Well, there's no cause
to be shy about it.

The way I heard it,
you was one of the heroes
of law and order.

Yeah, we won.
Don't know if I'd ever
do it again though.

Why not?

You busted up
the McKeever g*ng.

You broke Ed McKeever's
hold on the county.

Maybe the whole state.
You done a good job.

Yeah, I know.

I don't know if I approve
of vigilantes anymore though.

Well, I am
a little surprised.

You don't hardly
seem the type.

Yeah, we were younger then,
just out of the army

ready for a fight,
gunning for justice.

I couldn't see there might be
some other way to get it.

You gave Ed McKeever
all he wanted of it.

You seem to know
a lot about it.

No, no more than anybody
back there; it was common talk.

Andy, you like to have
that medicine bundle?

I sure would.

Come on,
I'll get it for you.

I thought you told me
the names at Adobe Wells

were supposed to be
kept quiet.

That's right.

Well, then
how did he know?

It's like he said, a thing like
that becomes common talk.

After a while,
you can't keep it a secret.

Do you ever think somebody
might be counting on that?

You told me yourself
there's not many left

of the original bunch
you rode with.

I don't know.

I don't see where there's
any connection though.

Yeah, maybe there isn't
but you never told me

what happened to 'em either.

Not sure heard
I about 'em all.

Chuck Warren's body was found

floating in the Arkansas flood,
certain that was an accident.

Indians probably
got Danny Bishop.

Art McDonald was shot
in a barroom brawl.

All not exactly
peaceful deaths.

Yeah, but all different.

No proof of any connection.

Well, there might have been.

Ed McKeever's
still alive,

and he hates every man
on that list.

I was on that list
and I'm still alive,

Mort Cory is still hale
and hearty enough

to be sheriff in Laramie,
and he was on the list.

Well, you two are
probably the last

because you moved
way out here.

Say, do you suppose
when Mort comes out

to look at our mustangs that
Gregg will recognize him too?

You think Luke's got
something to do with McKeever.

Well, don't it seem strange
that he shows up around here

talking about
Adobe Wells?

Are you forgetting
that we ran into him.

He was about to lose his scalp
to the Sioux.

You're not sore 'cause
I asked him to stay, are you?

We need the help,
why should I be sore?

I don't know!

You're sure getting hard
to live with.

[ door opening ]

Hey, Slim, Jess,
look at this,

it's got real eagle fathers
and buffalo bones

and it's all wrapped
in a deer skin

that was k*lled without
bloodshed.

Yeah, that's fine,
Andy, fine.

It's a real nice
bundle, Andy.

And it's good luck,
but you got to keep it

hidden in a safe place.

Don't you worry, Luke,
I'll find a real safe place.

I'm gonna check
the barn and corral,

see those mustangs
are bedded down.

Anything wrong?

No, nothing.

Thought any more
about that job?

Well, you said something about
staying for a while.

How long is that?

Well, after we finish
breaking the horses anyway.

And then will be round-up time,
won't it, Slim?

Maybe, Andy,
see how things work out.

There's a chance
then it could be permanent.

That's strictly
up to you.

I got a little business
to take care of

in Laramie tomorrow.

We can spare you
for a day.

Will you come back
and stay?

Will you, Luke?

Sure, why not.

[ g*nshots ]

You take
too long to aim.

You got to train yourself
to look and sh**t,

without waiting
to point the g*n.

Well, it just doesn't go
where I'm looking.

You got to train your hand
to point it, just naturally,

right to the spot
where you're looking.

Gee, that's great, Luke,

but I don't think
I can ever do it.

Sure, you can,
all it takes is practice.

And you've had plenty of that,
haven't you?

Hi, Jess.Howdy, Jess.

Luke's just teaching me
how to sh**t from the draw.

Oh, I see.

You think
that's such a good idea,

teaching a boy
a trick like that?

Well, why not?
He's living in a country
where he'll need to know

how to use a g*n
sooner or later.

It might as well be
sooner.

You talked to Slim
about it?

No, I didn't think to,
you think he'd mind?

He might.

Can I see that?

My g*n?
Sure.

Not many cowhands
I know carry a .45

with a filed-down seer
on a flattened hammer.

Maybe not,
what are you driving at, Jess?

Nothing.

Haven't you got work
to do?

Well, I've been working
broncs all morning.

We just got here
a few minutes ago.

It bother you,
I take a little time off?

Not my business.

All right then.

Gee, Jess, don't you want to
stay and practice with me?

I got work to do.

I got to talk to you,
Slim.

Anything stopping you?

You know what's going on
around here?Well, I thought I did.

Except what's been eatin' you
the last couple of weeks.

Well, I'll tell you.
It's Gregg.

I figured it was,
but I can't figure out why.

He's the best hand
we've ever had around here.

He's a nice fella
as far as I can see.

Well, maybe you don't see
far enough.

He's tried to be
friends with you too

but you won't let him.
Want to tell me why?

You know
what he's doing?

He's teaching Andy
gunfightin'.

He's giving him
the kind of advice

that only
a gunfighter knows.

You taken a look
at his .45?No.

Well, the seer's filed down
and the hammer's flattened.

You ever hear of a cowpoke
wore a g*n like that?

Only one.

This is the g*n you wore
when you got here, Jess.

You want to look
at the seer and
the hammer on this?

And once I caught you
giving advice to Andy.

The kind only
a gunfighter knows.

And you stopped me.

Good.

He's getting older now.

Suppose he's gonna learn
one way or the other,

as long as he's gonna
live in this country.

I'll talk to Luke.

Yeah, you talk to him.

What do you want me
to do?

Give him his pay,
tell him to move on.

The best hand
we've ever had?

We can get another.

One that when he looks at you,
I won't have to wonder
what he's thinking.

It's the McKeever thing
that's still spooking you, huh?

Yeah,
it's the McKeever thing.

If you had any sense,
it'd spook you too.

He's a gunfighter, Slim,
not a cowpuncher.

Look, he's been here
for 2 weeks.

He's had plenty of chances,
I'm still alive,

so is Mort Cory.

Jess, that Adobe Wells
thing is in the past,
it's forgotten.

And I can't fire
a good hand

just because you're
imagining things.

Maybe I am.

I just wished I could prove it
one way or another.

I don't think
there's any need to.

Besides I don't think
I could away with firing Luke.

Andy's taken
such a shine to him.

Sure, it's a good way
to complete his education.

Is that why you're sore,

'cause he's top dog
with Andy now?

Explain it any way
you like.

Luke,
I'm not packing an iron.

Dang fool.

That's a crazy thing
to do.

You could get k*lled
easy that way.

How many have?

You kept count?

Just what is it you want
from me, Jess, a fight?

Is that it?

Just the truth.

The truth about what?

About that g*n,
what you do for a living,

and why you don't just
drift on out of here.

Right now I'm breaking horses
for a man named Sherman.

That's what matters.

The past don't?

No.

What about the future,
Luke?

I don't know much about that,
neither do you.

I guess we both
just see what comes.

Look, Jess, I got
nothing against you.

I don't know
what you got against me,

but whatever it is,
maybe I can set it right.

You're willing to answer me
just one question?

What question?

How can a man work for
two bosses at the same time?

Slim Sherman
and Ed McKeever?

Whatever gave you
a fool notion like that?

I asked a question,
I'm waiting for the answer.

A man asks a question like that
don't need no answer.

He's already got one.

Take your hands off me.

I'm telling you
to move on.

Save it, only Sherman
can tell me to go.

I'm telling you.

You want to try
to make me go?

I told you,
I'm not packing an iron.

Slim!

Slim, come quick, Slim!

Andy, get in the house.
Start the fire.Oh, but, Slim--

You heard what I said.
Now go on.

What did you accuse
Luke of?

What's it matter,
it don't mean nothing?

It does to me.

I'm getting fed up
with all of this Jess,

imagining things,
accusing people, fighting.

I don't know
what's gotten into you,

but this better stop
or else.

Or else what?

Jess and me have probably
got it out of our systems now.

We can bury the hatchet.

I doubt that,

the miserable temper
he's been in lately.

Are you telling me
to draw my pay?

Is that what
you're trying to do,

make me fire you?

I'm trying to make sure
I got an employer, a live one.

Jess...

why did you
fight with Luke?

I had a good reason,
Andy.

What reason?

I can't explain.

Why not?

You still think
I'm just a kid don't you?

That I can't understand
anything?

No, it's not that.

It's just one of those things
you can't explain.

When you're down on somebody,
you ought to know why.

Why don't you
like Luke?

'Cause I don't trust him.

Why not?

That's one of the things
I can't explain.

Well, I trust him.

He's my friend.

Well, I'm your friend too.

Yes, but...But what?

But what's gonna
happen now?

I don't know.

That's what I mean.

If you go on
fighting like this...

well, you both
can't be my friends.

Why not?

Because sooner or later
I'm gonna have to take sides,

and maybe Slim's gonna get mad
and send one of you away.

Well, maybe you better
take sides right now.

Luke or me?

Well, who's it gonna be?

Luke's tried to be
friends with you,

but you're down on him,
but you can't tell me why.

I think you're
in the wrong, Jess.

Maybe I better be
the one to move on.

No, that's--
I didn't mean that.

But maybe you ought to try
and get along with Luke.

I can't do that, Andy,
I'm sorry.

All right, but I hope next time,
he gives you worse than that.

Slim,
what's it all about?[ door shutting ]

It's little
misunderstanding, Andy.

Don't let it worry you
too much.

I sure wouldn't want either
one of them to leave here,

especially Jess.

It's gonna work out.

Jess isn't one to hold
a grudge too long.

And I don't think
Luke is either.

Come on in.

I just want to say
I'm sorry about the trouble.

I am too.

I hope we'll have
no more of it.

I'd like to be
able to promise that,

but I guess as long as
Jess and me

rub each other the wrong way,
there's bound to be some.

Maybe you can pound
some sense into his head

or I'm gonna have to pound
some into both of you.

I don't want
nothing to happen.

You and Jess have been
friends and partners too long,

and the boy thinks
the world of him.

Whatever happens, Luke,

Jess brought it down
on his own head.

He started
the whole thing.

I know, but you see,
in a way, he's right.

What do you mean?

I mean I've been a gunfighter
not a cowpuncher

most of the time
since the w*r.

Until lately, I hired out my g*n
to the highest bidder,

and sometimes to some
pretty shady outfits.

Why?

A man with your knack
around a ranch?

Money, partly.
I thought I could make
more, easier that way

and then partly I was bitter
about the w*r at first.

It ain't easy to settle down
after 4 years of fighting.

Yeah, I know.
I felt that way
for a while myself.

But I got over it
and the bitterness,

then I guess
I just drifted,

takin' the money
because it was easier.

Until lately.

This is the first real job
I've had that I liked.

You've done real well
with it too.

I guess
because I liked it here

just being on the ranch
and around you men.

Jess included,
it's helped me a lot,

showed me
how things could be.

I doubt if I'd ever be tempted
to hire out my g*n again.

I'm glad to hear that,

'cause I want
a straight answer to this.

Did you hire out
to k*ll me?

No, Slim, I didn't hire out
to k*ll you.

You can believe it or not,
that's the truth.

When a man's had
as many chances

to g*n me down
as you've had,

I don't see much reason
not to believe you.

Your saying that means a lot to
me and I thank you for it,

but I don't want to cause you
no more trouble,

so I'm asking you
for my pay.

You want to quit?

You just said
you liked it here.

I also said I couldn't promise
how it'd be with me and Jess.

So...
it's probably
better this way.

No, Luke, if you were asking
because you didn't like it here,

I'd let you leave,
but not this way.

I don't accept your offer.

But, Slim--You leave Jess to me.

It'll all work out,
don't worry.

Just go on with your work.

Thanks again.

I hope you're not doing

what it looks like
you're doing...

'cause if you're
that big a fool,

I might just be sore enough
to let you leave.

I didn't think
you'd be interested.

Why don't you let me
decide that?

No, I'm not leaving.

I'm just going into town
for a while,

figured you'd be sore
if I told you.

Why?
What are you gonna do in town?

I'm gonna check on Luke
and McKeever,

see what I can find out
and warn Mort Cory.

Mort's ridin' out here
later today,

thought I'd talk to him
myself.

Later could be
too late.

All right,
go on if you want to

but I think there's something
you ought to know.

What's that?

Luke came to me
of his own accord.

He said you were
right about him.

He was a gunfighter,
a hired g*n.

But lately, he's been
looking for other work.

And this is the first job
he's really liked.

Sure.

The next thing you know,
you'll be asking me

to help
straighten him out.

Well, why not, Jess,
didn't anyone ever help you

when you needed it?

You really reached
into the cellar for
that one, didn't you?

Luke offered to quit
to save trouble
between the two of you.

Does that sound like a man
who's trying to g*n me down?

And you refused it.

Why shouldn't I?

Because he knew
I accused him.

He knew he had to
get rid of the suspicion

so he did the obvious thing,
admit the part of it,

try to be big about it
and you fell for it.

You just won't trust
anybody, will you?

I can't trust him,
no.

He's a gunfighter, admitted.

He's been in Coffeyville,
Kansas, admitted.

That's as much as saying
he worked for McKeever

and probably still does.

Now look, Jess, when a man's
honest enough to admit his past,

the least you can do is give him
a chance to prove himself

and try to get
along with him.

You can't get along
with a m*rder*r.

No, and I'm not doing
too well with you either.

Well, you have it
your own way

but I'm going into town
to warn Mort,

and I wouldn't like it
if you tried to stop me.

Now don't be
such a hard head.

Look, all I'm asking you
is to calm down

for a second
and ease off.

Don't cause
any more trouble.

If there's any trouble,
I won't be the one
who starts it.

While I'm gone,
you better

keep your eyes open
because I...

[ horse approaching ]

Who's that?

Charley Craig.

Mort Cory's deputy.

Charley, over here,
what's wrong.

It's Mort,
he's been shot.

Then he's still alive?

He was when I left,
but he's been
wounded real bad.

Who shot him?

Oh, we don't know for sure,
but there were three men,

probably somebody
he jumped in a robbery.

When?Late last night.

Why did you come
here, Charley?

To get Slim,
he wants you in town
right away.

Did he say why?Well, he didn't say.

Do I have to spell it
out for you?

It still doesn't prove
there's any connection.

He's sheriff, gunfightin'
is part of his job.

But he
sent for you.

I've helped Mort
out a lot of times.

I'll saddle up.

Slim,
take my horse,

I won't be
needing him now.

Maybe you ought to
come into town with me.

They'll be forming
a posse.

And leave Luke
alone with Andy?

No, thanks.

I'll watch
things here.

You keep
your eyes open, huh.

Yeah.

Hi.

What was that
about?

Nothing much.

Slim just went into town
on business.

Andy's getting
breakfast.

I'll water
the horses.

Luke.

What does
Ed McKeever look like?

I've only seen him
a couple of times,

thin-faced, as I remember,
medium tall, why?

I just want to
know him

in case he shows up
around here looking for Slim.

Harper, are you
trying to take up

where we left off
last night?

This time, it'd be
a little different.

I'm packing an iron.

And I'm not.

I don't want to
fight you, Jess.

Lose your appetite?

As a favor to Slim,

I'd just as soon
not fight.

But you got to drop
this McKeever business.

All right,
it's dropped.

You say you don't work
for McKeever,
I believe you.

Jess?

I'm sorry about
what I said last night.

Forget it.

I guess I've been
acting kind of ...

I guess I do too sometimes,
but I want you to know

no matter how much
I like Luke
or how much you two fight,

I'd never take sides
against you.
We're pals.

You're darn right,
partner.

But I wish you'd
settle things with Luke

just the same.

I think they'll be settled
pretty quick now.

Luke.

McKeever?

Act like you weren't
expecting me.

I-- I didn't know
when you'd come

or even
if you'd come.

Ah, you knew
I'd come, all right.

These were the last two;
now this one is the last.

Cory, huh?

Now what's
the layout?

Ed, maybe you ought
to wait a while.

Why?

I ain't sure
this is the right man.

You were when you wrote me,
what changed your mind?

I just
ain't sure.

You've been working for him,
living with him for 2 weeks.

Still aren't sure?

No, and you wouldn't
want to make a mistake.

Name's Slim Sherman,
isn't it?

Blonde, well built,
around 30,

former army man?

Yes, but--

No mistake,

Yesterday, when I was in Laramie
inquiring about the ranch,

I asked
some other questions,

he's the right man,
all right.

I'm sure, that's all
there is to worry about.

All right, Luke,
something upsetting you?

Something going on
around here?

Sherman onto us?

No, it ain't that.What then?

I've already done
what you paid me for.

Oh, no, not yet,
not all of it.

Well, you still owe me
something, don't forget.

Now don't you
forget that, Luke.

What's the layout?

Sherman ain't here.

He rode into town.

Cory's sh**ting,
probably.

Somebody rode out
and got him.

But he won't find
out anything in town

unless Cory lived long
enough to tell him.

Either way, he's got to
come back here eventually.

We'll be
waiting for him.

Four of us,
that ought to be easy.

Anybody else here?

There's another man.What's he like?

He's a pretty good fighter
and he suspects me.

Call him out.

I said,
call him out!

All right, but there's
no need to g*n him.

He wasn't
at Adobe Wells.

Let me handle him.

All right.

Now you keep
out of sight.

Jess?

Jess?

There's something out here
I want you to take a look at.

What's that?

Well, looks like
wolf tracks to me,
right near the corral.

I'll get some rope
and tie his wrists.

Garber has got a rawhide,
that's better.

Anybody else
around?

No, nobody.

Why not head back
to town, save time.

He might not
come back here for days.

We got nothing better
to do, we'll wait...

right in his
own the house.

Why not the barn?

He'll come there first
or down the road,

there's a good place
for an ambush.

What's the matter,
Luke?

Nothing...

nothing but...

Something in that house
you don't want us to see?

No,
nothing like that.

Bring your friend
and we'll have a look.

You just sure
took a long time.

Breakfast
is almost cold.

What happened
to Jess?

Who are these men,
Luke?

Take it easy,
sonny.

You are getting soft,
Luke.

Well, I didn't see no need
to get the kid into it.

Maybe you're getting
too soft.

That's every bit of ammunition
left in the house.

Been 4 hours,

he could show up
anytime now.

Yeah, but he might
not come alone

if he learned
anything in town.

With supplies, the four of us
should be able to put up

a pretty good fight,
even against a posse.

Just be sure
Sherman goes down first.

You want me out
with Dade?

I want you in here
where I can see you.

Watch that side
of the house.

I stood up
for you against Jess.

I should have known
he was right about you.

Yeah, I guess
you should have.

You feeling
better, Jess?

I'd feel a lot better if
I hadn't been hit on the head.

I'm sorry
about that.

You'll be sorry when we're
both dead, too, won't you?

There won't be
nothing like that.

You sure of that?

Ed, you got to
promise me one thing.

What?

That you'll let them
two alone after.

I don't got
to do anything, Luke.

You seem to forget

you're working for me,
Gregg.

Now wait a minute,
I--

They could've hung
that no-good boy of yours.

I guess if the right
person spoke up,

it wouldn't be too late
to change that even now.

Might even arrange it
so you could join him.

How much blood
have I got to shed

before you let me
off the hook?

Oh, I never did
like weakness, Gregg,

and I've had about
enough out of you.

You think I'm weak because
I can't feed on revenge?

Why, I'm gonna...

Gonna join your friends
over there, Luke.

Tie him, Garber.

McKeever, if you've got
any good in you at all,

you wouldn't
hurt the boy.

Wait and see
how this turns up.

What we have to do,
we'll do.

Andy, is that the medicine
bundle I gave you?

You said to hide it
in a safe place,

but I don't want it
anymore.

Can you reach it,
Jess?

There's a flint
arrowhead in it, sharp.

I bumped this
with my shoulder.

Can you
find the flint?

Yeah.

All right.

Turn away from me
a little.

Hold it tight,
as far out as you can.

Someone coming
down the road.

Looks like the one.

He's alone.

Watch the back door,
Garber.

Slim,
it's McKeever.

[ g*nsh*t ]

McKeever!

Where's
Andy and Jess?

Inside,
they're all right.

I got all but you.

And Mort Cory.

He's not gonna die.

I wish I could have
another chance...

to settle
with you...

She ought to be here
pretty soon now.

Hey, look.

Well, they're taking him
back to jail

to wait
for the trial.

I sure wish
I could stay and see it.

You're going
back to school.

But Luke
was my friend.

Well, wasn't he,
Jess?

Yeah, I guess,
he was, Andy,

in the end
when it counted.

Well, he was
my friend too.

He died
trying to warn me.

If only he had known
that Mort Cory

had already told you
about McKeever,

that you brought
a posse back with you.

Well, maybe if I had
done it differently,

rode 'em all
straight in.

Why did you
come in alone, Slim?

Well, I didn't know
about you two.

I hoped I could get inside
and find out

before the sh**ting
started.

Well, maybe nobody
could've helped Luke.

He had a lot
to live down.

Here's the stage.

Oh, Slim,
can't I stay please,

maybe just one more week
for the trial?

I'm studying
government in school

and I ought to stay
and see how court works.

Oh, please, Slim.

Onto the stage,
mister.

Now you're gonna
become a smart man,

make something
of yourself.

But I don't want
to be smart.

I want to be just
like you and Jess.