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04x01 - Among the Missing

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Laramie". Aired: September 15, 1959 – May 21, 1963.*
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Two Sherman brothers and a dr*fter, Jess Harper, come together to run a stagecoach stop for the Great Central Overland Mail Company after the Shermans' father, Matt, was m*rder*d by a greedy land seeker.

04x01 - Among the Missing

Post by bunniefuu »

Easy, easy,
girl, easy.

Easy, easy, girl,
easy.

What make you come sneaking
up on somebody like that, huh?

Keep still.

Hmm.

You got a cactus spike
in you a mile long.

I'm not gonna hurt you now.
I'm not gonna hurt you.

Easy, easy, easy.

Yeah.

That's a devil's
toothpick.

[ horse approaching ]

What you hanging
around here for?

Get, get!
Now move!

That's the third time
you've checked that g*n.

Just making sure.

Oh, I know
how you feel, Jess,

and I don't blame
you one bit.

But if we
catch up with them,

there will be
no g*n play

unless they
give us no choice.

What kind of choice did
they give Mike and Daisy,

and everybody else
in the bank?

It might
have been worse.

It was a miracle Mike
was the only one hit.

I'm not interested in how bad
it might have been.

Just knowing
Mike's back there

more dead than alive
is enough for me.

This one
is dead, Jess.

Shot in the back.

So is this one.

[ groans ]

No, wait a minute.

Any water
in that canteen?

We should have
known it was too easy.

The logs on that fire

must have been burning
a couple of hours.

Just hold it.

You ain't
going nowhere.

Mitch.

Where's Mitch?

He do this
to you?

He shot Crole down

and turned his g*n
on me, laughing.

Where's he headed?

I don't know.

Look, mister!

Take it easy.

The man's
fading fast as it is.

His name.

What's his name?
Mitch who?

Just Mitch.

He talked me and Crole
into robbing the Laramie bank.

He said it would
be a piece of cake.

That why you
shot up the town?

Not us.

Mitch did it.

You get him, mister,
for me and Crole.

I'll get him, but not
for the likes of you.

You got no notion
where he's headed?

He never talked
about any town.

He, he did say...

he bought his horse
in Chloride.

Chloride.

At least that's
something to go on.

No, it's not much
for sure, Jess.

A man named Mitch
with a horse from Chloride.

A man who'd
just as leave

back-sh**t his own kind
as innocent people.

I'll find him.

Well, most likely
he rode off in that stream

and you don't know
which way.

Might not even be
headed for Chloride.

I got to find him, Mort.

When I get to thinking
about Mike

with one of their b*ll*ts
in him, I got no choice.

Yeah, I know,
and I can't go with you.

It's Colorado territory

and besides we left
town in such a hurry,

I haven't got no one
covering for me.

Well, I didn't
figure you could.

You tell Daisy
and Slim for me, huh?

Sure.

Here, Jess,
take this.

It might carry
some weight.

I'll forward a warrant to
Chloride naming you deputy.

Thanks, Mort.

Look in on Mike, huh?

We've been praying
the worst of it's over.

It was awful close
there for a while, Mort.

He's a fighter
and he's young,

he'll make it.

I wish Jess
knew that, Daisy.

His insides
are all tied up in knots.

Do you think I ought
to ride for Chloride?

Oh, it might be
for nothing, Slim.

Better wait
till we've heard.

He ought to make it
by late today.

You think that Jess
has been riding all night?

Yes, ma'am,
I think he did.

Jess would have walked
or crawled if he had to.

He was thinking
about Mike.

There's not much
could stop Jess now.

His temper isn't long
enough to measure.

Kind of feel sorry for anyone
who gets in his way.

Unless it's a man
named Mitch.

My horse
needs tending to.

Say that again.

Hey, you must have
rode him a long way.

Look, I ain't asking
for no sermon.

My horse needs
taking care of quick.

Cash in advance,
house rule.

I wouldn't have it
any other way.

Jamie, customer.

Back yonder.

Is there something
I can do for you?

Yeah,
there sure is.

My horse,
he pulled up lame.

I keep my vet
supplies in here.

I reckon we better
wash him down first off.

If you will
unsaddle him.

Sure.

And when you get
through with him,

I could sure use that brush
and some water myself.

A man who looks
after his horse

before he thinks
about himself

is usually
a pretty good man.

HANSON: Jamie, fetch us
some more suds.

Wait a minute.

My horse
is in petty bad shape.

Just keep
working on him.

Mister,
he's my boss.

Right now my horse is more
important than his beer.

At least
to me he is.

HANSON:
Jamie, you hear me?

You keep working,
I'll handle it.

Shake a leg,
Jamie.

You get it.

He's busy
right now.

You trying to tell me
how to run my business?

I reckon
it adds up to that.

Jamie!

Stay where you are, Jamie.

Mister, I paid in advance.
I want my money's worth.

The man wants
his money's worth.

Maybe we should
see he gets it.

You've got an awful
big mouth, mister.

What about you,
mister?

You picked
your spot yet?

You got no right coming
in here, beating up my friends.

Well, where do you want me
to take them to beat them up?

You just name it
and I'll try to oblige you.

Now get them
out of here.

I got a horse
to take care of.

Sheriff sure
is gonna hear about this.

Well,
you send him over.

He's just the man
I want to see.

I sure hope that don't get
you in a mess of trouble.

Who with,
the sheriff?

I don't think so.

I ain't got
nothin' to hide.

You ever been
in Chloride before?

Nope.

You ever meet
Sheriff Shaw?

Can't say as I have.

You in trouble,
mister.

Real trouble.

SHERIFF: You ain't got
much to go on, Harper.

Not enough to be as highhanded
as you've been acting.

JESS: Well, it seems Chloride's
kind of a highhanded town

if you ask me.

Now nobody is asking.

And you keep
spouting off, son,

I'm gonna slam
the door on you so fast,

you won't even
hear it shut.

Well, I'm sorry,
sheriff.

Maybe this will
explain things.

This belongs to Sheriff
Mort Corey of Laramie.

He gave it to me.

He'll be sending
a warrant after.

Well, we don't get
mail here regular, son.

Some mines shut down and
Chloride is near off the map.

Maybe a lawman
gave this to you

or maybe you
just took it.

That mean
you won't help me?

Means I don't know
a man named Mitch.

Now most anybody could have
bought a mount in this town.

People living here will sell
about anything they got.

You got any objections
to my looking around some?

Not as long as you
do it nice and easy.

But until
that warrant comes,

you are just another dr*fter
as far as I'm concerned.

Don't you forget it.

Mister, you sure are making
friends fast around here.

Well, I'll tell you,
Jamie.

I didn't come to Chloride
to run for mayor.

[ horse neighing ]

What are you doing working
in a hole like this?

Plenty of big outfits
could use a man like you.

Maybe I just
like it here.

Oh, don't hand me that.

Nobody could like working
for that lame brain,

unless you have some spunk
to get out on your own.

Spunk?

Mister, when you're born
with a harness on you,

you don't just
shuck it off all at once

and pretend
you're a racehorse.

Get finished
with his horse, Jamie,

there's other work
to do.

I'll do it.

Jamie, I want to thank you
fixing my horse up.

If you like, I'll buy you
a steak for dinner.

You sure earned it, even
though he got the money.

Well, thank you
very kindly,

but I usually
eat out at my cabin.

Food is pretty bad
in this town.

Besides, it saves you from
having to hand it out to me

through the backdoor
of the saloon.

Whatever
you want to do.

I'll see you.

Hey, ol' chap.

How you feelin', huh?

Better?

Tyler is gonna be here in
a few minutes, now don't.

Who's afraid
of Tyler?

I am.

Come on now.

He's crazy jealous.

There doesn't seem to be
much future around here.

Well, we got
to wait, that's all.

When we get
far enough ahead,

then we can leave
this town for good.

That 2,500
from the Laramie bank

ought to be
a good starter.

Mm-mmm.

I want
more than that.

You set your sights
pretty high, don't you, Nona?

Why, what's
the matter, Milo?

Don't you think
I'm worth it?

Tyler does.

[ door opening ]

Hi, Tyler honey.

Where you been?

I've been looking
for him.

I'm gonna crack
your head open

and find out if you've
got an ounce of brain.

Don't ever
do that to me.

Milo, don't!

Come on,
put it away, now!

Did you hear
something, honey?

I heard plenty from
a man named Harper.

He and
the Laramie sheriff

found those two drifters
you left as decoys.

One of them
was still alive.

He's dead now but he talked
enough to get Harper here.

I'll just stay
out of his way.

Yeah, I suggest
you do just that.

He's already
beaten up Neeley and Croft

and he wasn't
even trying.

Well, listen, maybe we better
make sure they don't find him.

No.

The Laramie sheriff knows
he's headed this way.

Oh, you can
handle it, honey.

You always
have before.

Sure, but we never had
anything like this before.

Now we've got
to discourage Harper

from hanging
around Chloride,

do it in such a way
that it doesn't tie Milo in.

Tyler, maybe
I could be of some help.

Yeah,
maybe you could.

Maybe you
should after all.

I got into all this just
to make you happy,

to buy you the fancy trimmings
you figure you needed.

Well, you
don't expect me

to hang around
this hick town

without any fancy things
to wear, do you?

Now what are
you two gonna do

about this hothead
that's trailing me?

Nona and me
will take care of him.

Now you just stay out
from underfoot.

Maybe you can tell me what's
going on around here, Jamie.

Everybody think I got
the plague or something?

No. I reckon they just
think what Mr. Hanson's
been telling them.

Hanson?
Your boss?

Yeah, him.

Croft and Neeley, them two
fellows you tangled with.

Well, they been saying
you a gunslick,

that you running around
for nothing but trouble.

Well, I'll tell you,
they're part right.

That's why you can't
get a room in a hotel.

Why you can't get
in the barber shop

and nothing else
around here.

How come
you know all this?

Well, I've been
watching.

Why?

Well, I guess
I just don't like

to see nobody
get treated like that.

Come on over
to the livery stable,

I'll find you a place
to sleep, if you want.

Okay, Jamie, thanks.

If I don't wind up in jail
tonight, I'll be there.

Jail?

Yeah.

Because right now
I'm going over to that saloon.

If I don't get a drink
or something to eat,

I'm just liable to rearrange
their furniture some.

See you.

Give me a beer.

All right,
there's your pigeon.

I'll get things
started outside.

Now you just
keep out of sight.

All right.
I just wanted to see
what he looks like.

Well, you've seen,
now vacate.

I found him
sneaking around out back.

What are you doing
here at night?

I didn't finish
my work.

I figured I'd sleep
here in the hay.

How come you
didn't ask me about it?

Well, I didn't
reckon you'd care.

Well, what are you doing
with this horse saddled up?

You can't take him
out now, his leg is hurt.

Well, now listen
to the big man.

You hear that
what he said, Neeley?

I've been having a little
trouble hearing lately.

Uh, won't you have him
move a little closer?

Get a little closer,
Jamie.

I'm fed up with
your nosing around here.

You're fired.

If you want
to stay healthy,

you forget
what you've seen here.

Do you hear?

Now grab that line
and let's go.

You know, I met a man
named Mitch once.

Never knew
his last name either.

Where,
here in Chloride?

Mm-hmm,
few months ago.

He's a dr*fter like.

He had quite
a roll though

but he wouldn't spend a nickel
of it unless he had to.

However, I did manage
to get my share.

Now what do you
mean by that?

Well, this Mitch
before he left,

he bought a horse
from a passing cowboy.

Now him, he was
a real spender.

You ever see
this Mitch again?

Mm-mmm.

And if I did,
it'd be too soon.

You couldn't tell me what
he looked like, could you?

Let me see.

Well, he had
kind of brown hair,

taller than most,
mean faced.

No, don't!

Don't move, Harper.

This shotgun
goes off real easy.

Put his g*n up
on the table, Nona.

Kil, he wasn't
doing anything.

No. No, and he ain't
about to either.

You might be a big man where
you come from, loudmouth.

But you're gonna find out
you don't go around here

beating up on innocent folks
and pestering our women.

Mister, you got it all
wrong forward and back.

But I ain't arguing
with that scatter g*n.

Good.

Then let's get outside,
come on.

I told you to bend the barrel,
not break it off on him.

Well, you can't
hurt a hardhead,

he'll come
out of it.

Yeah, if he didn't
bleed to death.

All right, tie him on his horse
and head him towards Laramie.

Everything
is all right, boys.

Old George
has got a little mad.

This far enough?

It'll do.

Make sure
he's tied tight.

We don't want him
falling off close to town.

The sheriff's sure anxious to
get rid of the saddle tr*mp.

I wonder why.

It don't
bother me nothing.

After what he'd done
to you and me in the livery,

I'd have sooner
trigged that shotgun

as to wrap it
around his head.

Way he's losing blood
I don't think it'd
make much difference.

Come on, hurry up
before he's comes to.

Not much chance
of that.

Well, that does it.

All right,
let him go.

Ha! Ha!

Let's go.

Easy, boy.

[ whistles ]

Mister, you sure
need patching up.

I better get you
out of here first.

Something tells me somebody
is waiting around to finish off

what them
other two started.

Here, easy,
easy, easy.

Now you stay put.

I should have known.

You were part of it.

It make you feel
any better?

I don't know.

[ sighs ] I ain't thinking
so clearly right now.

[ scoffs ]
Yeah.

I don't doubt
that none.

I got the bleeding
to stop.

You better keep
a compress on it though.

Where you been?

I hid out your horse.

I tended him some too.

My horse?

It seems to me,

it seems I was tied
on him or something.

I don't know,
it's pretty hazy.

You just need
a little rest.

You'll be all right if we can
keep that wound closed up.

I'll tend to it.

Wait a minute, Jamie.

My being around here
ain't gonna do you no good.

It's liable
to get you in trouble.

I better...

I better be moving.

It's up to you.

All right.

Hey, come on, easy.

Yeah, easy.

Now suppose you let me worry
about my own troubles, yeah?

Yeah.

How about your job?

Ain't you-- Ain't you
supposed to be working?

Me and that job
parted company last night.

On account of me?

No, on account
of your horse.

But I'm glad of it.

I oughtn't have been
working for a man who treats
horses like that no how.

I'll tell you something.

He didn't do this
to me for nothing.

Jamie, I got a feeling,

the man I'm looking for
is in Chloride right now.

Yeah, you might be right
at that, Mr. Harper.

But we'll talk
about it later.

Jamie.

Jamie.

Easy.

You call me Jess.

Yeah, sure.

Sure, Jess,
I'll do that.

Just because
you have a key

doesn't mean you
don't have to knock.

Nobody else
ever does, do they?

Did you find Harper?

No, he never showed.

He never showed?

They took him 5 miles
out on the road.

I saw them come back.

Well, I waited
for him half the night.

Even checked the road
on the way back.

He just ain't there.

Well, did you look
for tracks?

Maybe his horse
strayed or he came to.

No, I didn't look
for tracks.

I figured I'd see him
if he was around.

Oh, Milo.

Look, we have
got to be sure.

Tyler is running
scared, we're not.

He'll never even know about
it if you can stop Harper

before he gets back here
or gets to someone else.

Now you find him.

Right now?

I just got here, Nona.

You sure take
good care of that g*n.

Well, it's part
of getting ready

for something
I want to do,

something I got to do.

What's that?

k*ll a man.

Well, that's what
you're here for, ain't it?

I'll k*ll him
if I have to...

but you know
why I will.

Why do you want
to k*ll a man?

For the law.

Because, fact is,
most of my life,

I worked for a man named
Claypool back in Virginia.

Dr. William Claypool.

Old doc was
pretty good to me.

He gave me
more education

than folks like me
got right to expect.

I used to get up
on his rig

and go out
with him on his calls.

At first I didn't know
what he was doing really.

After a while
I got to listening

and watching
and learning.

Pretty soon
I was doing it too.

Old man taught me
everything he knew.

Well, you mean
you know doctoring?

Well, horse
doctoring, Jess.

Old doctor cared
the best jumpers

and show mounts and
sprinters in our county.

Maybe as if he did
before the w*r.

He must have been right
in the middle of the action.

Yeah, smack dab.

Well, anyhow,
one day me and old doc

was trying to hide
his best pure bred jumper,

when a union officer
spotted him.

Well, Jess, that man
k*lled old doc Claypool

and he stole that horse.

That's the kind
of w*r it was, Jamie.

One big crime to cover up
thousands of little ones.

Yeah.

Well, I swore I'd even
things up for old doc.

One day I will too.

That's how come I taught
myself how to use this thing.

That's how come
I got my supplies

all stored out here,

g*ns and ammunition.

That's how come
I taught myself

to sh**t a gnat off a boulder
at 100 yards with this thing.

And I had him too,
Jess.

I had that man
that m*rder*d old doc.

I had him right
here in my sights.

And then I-I couldn't
pull the trigger.

You know
something, Jess?

I ain't never k*lled
nothing, nothing.

I'm a trained k*ller

and I ain't got the guts
to k*ll nothing.

You can try
taking it to the law.

Me?
Take it to the law?

Well, Jess,
that man I'm after.

Well, he is the law.

At least
he is in Chloride.

Sheriff Tyler Shaw.

Shaw.

Maybe he--

Hey, easy.

Here, come on.

Here, I've been
keeping you listening

when you should
have been sleeping.

Yeah.

I'm sorry, Jamie.

Sorry I caved in.

My brains, whatever is left
of them, keep rattling around.

I'll be all right.

And I'm gonna go
check on the horses.

It ain't likely that
nobody be dropping in,

but you better hold onto this
for this comfort anyhow.

Better take these.

MILO: Starting your own
stable now, Jamie?

I just found him.

He was running
around loose.

You're lying
to me, Jamie.

You're gonna tell me
where Harper is

or do I have
to pound it out of you?

I don't believe you
can pound hard enough.

You took that beating
for nothing, boy.

Drop it.

I said drop it.

You do that to him?

He wouldn't tell me
where you were.

Should have known
I'd find his cabin.

That's one you're gonna
pay heavy for, mister.

Not in this life,
Harper.

I think I can see a fine way
of getting you off my back.

How'd you know my name?

Why, the good sheriff
told me.

He claims
you've been saying

some pretty mean
things about me.

You.

You're the dirty
back sh**ter.

The gunslick
that cuts kids down.

Shut up!

Get on your belly.

Now!

Hands behind
your back.

By the time they find
the two of you,

they won't even
know who you are.

Much less
what happened to you.

Sheriff from Laramie
will be here soon.

Well, you just
let him come.

Why is he covering up
for the likes of you?

He gets a cut,
I get protection.

He likes to buy
play-pretties for Nona.

Doesn't know
she's already got one.

That she-cat that
set me up at the saloon?

That's our little
sweetheart.

I'm gonna take
this other lantern for outside.

Be a fast fire,
you won't burn slow.

Either of you try to get out
this door, I'll be waiting.

Jamie!

Jamie, wake up!

Come on, untie me.

Did Milo Gordon
do this, Jess?

You call him what
you want to call him.

I call him Mitch.

He took the g*ns.

He's outside
waiting for us.

We don't have
much of a chance.

We do if I can
get you loose.

Hey, come on.

Give me a hand.

Me and old doc Claypool

used to run a station
on the underground railroad.

One thing he taught me was
to always keep a backdoor.

Come on.

That old gent knew
what he was doing.
Where to?

Right to a thicket out back,
come on. You go ahead.

[ coughing ]

Here, Jamie.

Reckon my horse is in good
enough shape to get me to town?

I reckon he will
if you go easy on him.

Last time I checked him,
he looked pretty good.

But you ain't
got a g*n, Jess.

Your head
still hurting?

I can't help that none.

It's something
I got to do.

I'm trying to make up
my mind to go along with you.

It's up
to you, Jamie.

So far we've both been beat
up, slugged, knocked around.

We know we're
after two no good outlaws.

So the law, the real law
is on our side.

I got my reasons.

And I reckon
you got yours.

I'll tell you something,

the way I feel right now
I don't need a g*n.

Look, you've
been used to

acting like that
all your life, Jess.

This is something
kind of new to me.

Now that ain't so.

You only feel that way

because old Abe signed
a fancy piece of paper.

You've been
free all your life.

Inside.

Old Abe Lincoln said something
else on that piece of paper

besides the sl*ves
was free.

He said, "I do hereby
enjoin upon the people

so declared
to be free

that they abstain
from all violence,

unless necessary
in self-defense.

And I recommend to them
that in all cases when allowed,

they labor faithfully
for reasonable wages."

Now that's what he said.

More of us ought
to know it like that.

But you got to stop acting
like a second class citizen.

Would you say you've been
working for a reasonable wage?

No.

But taking
in a crooked sheriff like Shaw

is acting in self-defense,

not only for ourselves
but for everybody.

I reckon I could
do you some good,

if you don't mind
me going along.

I'd be proud
if you would.

[ horses neighing ]

Those dumb critters sure
are restless this afternoon.

Nice going, Jamie.

Looks like we got
us some g*ns.

Yeah.
But I still don't feel
none too good about it.

That make you
feel any better?

Just fine.

Now let's go.

Well, we're gonna
have to make a stand.

It's the only way
out of it.

They know too much.

A busted up cowpuncher
and a stable hand,

easy pickings.

Well, I hope
you're satisfied.

Jamie, when
the sh**ting starts,

you take cover over
by the saloon.

Is that what
you're gonna do?

I figure on hitting
the dirt if I have to.

That's good enough
for me.

You better let me
handle Harper.

Jamie is more
your style.

Shaw, throw
your g*ns down.

I won't be
telling you twice.

I'm tired of waiting.
Now.

Is he...?

No, they're both alive.

But I hear prison hospitals
have bars just like cells.

Well, I still say you ought to
think about staying in Laramie.

We could use another
veterinarian, and I think
you'd like it.

Well, I'm sure I would, Slim.
I maybe heading back this way

but right now all
I can think about

is all that new
land west of here

that I ain't
ever seen yet.

Old Jess here has
about convinced me

that I can do most
anything I want to

if I set my mind to it.

Yeah,
that's right, Jamie.

As long as you
got sense enough

to be scared
of the same things I am.

You scared
of what?

Well, getting married
and being left of foot.

Oh, Jess only means he hasn't
found the right girl yet.

In other words,
the one that will have him.

Here's your lunch,
Jamie.

Thank you, ma'am.

Well, I sure want
to thank all of you

for your hospitality
and everything else.

Thanks.

Say, where is Mike?

I don't want to leave
without saying goodbye to him.

Always around
some place.

Goodbye, Jamie.
Good luck.

Same to you,
little fellow.

I thought maybe you'd like
to have a friend along.

Come on,
I'll show you.

Well, Mike, are you sure
you want to part with him?

I know you will
take good care of him.

And you know I've got
five more like him in the barn.

Well, thanks, Mike.

So long, everybody.

You'll be hearing from me.

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