04x19 - The Fugitives

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Greevy.You found me, Sherman,
only don't turn around.

You sh**t me,
you'll be wanted
for more than robbery.

Oh, I don't think they'll be
wanting me for anything,
not with you out of the way.

Smelt that coffee
half a mile up, Doan.

Put my mouth to watering
so much I nearly drowned.

How did you two make out?

Oh, we've done
just like you said, Joel.

We made enough false trails
to keep that posse busy
for a week.

Then when it got dark,
we circled around behind
and hid out here.

Ain't that so, Doan?

We done our part.

Now I say while they're
looking for us
in the wrong places,

you ride into Laramie
and pick up that money.

The sooner the better.

You know something
about our friend here?

He worries too much.Hub and me
ain't waiting here

while you play anymore
cat and mouse games
with that posse.

You know what I think?

I think you're right.

Sun's going fast,
I better get riding.

My sis never did tolerate me
being late for meals.

Oh, Hub, would you take
a look at his left front?

He's been favoring it.

I'll take Sherman's pony.

How long you
gonna be this time?

You can't feed and run.

It'd look suspicious.

Besides, I ain't seen
Myra in more than a year.

You know something,
Greevy?

One of these days
you're gonna stretch
your luck too far.

Yeah, you and me both,
at the end of a rope.

No good, Mort.

We ran down half a dozen
fresh trails.

They all run into the river
or one of its feed creeks.

You ask me,
we've been chasing trails

they left before the robbery
to throw us off.

They're probably in Fort Platte
or Cheyenne by now.

If they are,
they're behind bars.

Took care of that
at the telegraph office.

What's the matter, sheriff?

Oh, that pesky molar,

cold weather always starts
it acting up.

Got an hour of daylight left.

Let's spread out,
keep trying.

Mr. Munson,
have you seen Slim?

I thought he was with you.

No, not since
this morning.What about you, Mort?

I haven't seen him
all day long, Jess.

Any of you men seen Sherman?

Well, I wouldn't
worry over much,

horse probably threw a shoe
or something.

He'll show up all right.

Yeah, well,
I don't like it.

It's getting colder
every minute.

What if he fell
or something?

He'll start a fire and start
signaling us with his r*fle.

Slim's no tanglefoot.

Yeah, well, just the same.

I think I'll backtrack to where
we split up this morning.

All right, we'll keep
a sharp eye out for him too.

[ horse neighing ]

"The outlaws you described
not seen in this area.

Impossible to keep
all roads and trails

covered by volunteer
deputies indefinitely.

Signed, McVicar
Sheriff Scottsboro."

And that same report
from Cheyenne and Fort Platte.

Butte City.

That means
they're still close by.

Not a chance.

We've run down
every co*n track

and cow-path in the area.

Well, we must have
slipped up some place.Speak for yourself.

You saying I don't know
how to follow a track?

You just said
you slipped up!

That's not what I meant
and you know it!

All right now,
ease up, you two.

We're all a little gritty
and about half frozen.

Tomorrow we'll have
another crack

at running them down.

Not me, Mort.

I got a feed crop to get in.

The way the weather's
turned today,

I haven't got much time

before this hard freeze
sets in.

Tom?

Oh, I'm in the same fix,
sheriff.

If I lose my feed,

my cattle will starve
this winter.

Look, in another week

every trail
out of this territory

is gonna be left
unguarded again.

Now they've got
to be found

while they're still in this area
and I can't do it alone.

There's just so much deputying
we can afford to do.

Sheriff Corey,
you better hurry
before he kills him,

you better hurry up.Before who kills who?

Jess Harper, he just rode
into town with Joel Greevy.

Greevy?

What's bringing him
back to Laramie?

Same thing
he got sent up for,

I'll wager.

Come on, snap out of it.

You ain't hurt that bad.

You're gonna be crow bait
if you don't tell me

where Slim is, and fast!

Now start talking!

Jess, what are you
trying to do? k*ll him?

I'm trying to make him talk.

I caught him on Slim's horse.
It's tied up outside.

All right, I know.
Now calm down.

I'm gonna beat
his hide off

if he doesn't
tell me what happened!

Get him outside and keep him
out till he cools off.

Mort, I'm trying to tell you
I caught him on Slim's horse.

Now take it easy, Jess.
The sheriff will question him.

There's no time for talk.
What if Slim's
down someplace

where he'll freeze to death
in this weather?

You're letting your imagination
running wild, Jess.

Now cut it out.

See that he stays out here
until he cools off.

And you called it, Mort,

you said it was some
c*ck tinhorn

who robbed that stage.

Where is Sherman, Joel?

You want me to cooperate?

Get them out of here.

Step outside, boys.

When I wore that badge,
his kind never gave me orders.

Maybe Jess had
the right idea after all.

You swore a lawman's oath.

You're responsible
for me, sheriff, life and limb.

Just like that I can be
plain Mort Corey,

a citizen
with a howling toothache

and a cold coming on.

I can walk through that door
and go home to a nice,
warm bed.

I can leave you
to Jess Harper.

You...

really mean it?

I'll ask you
just once more, Greevy.

You're putting me
in a tight corner.

Oh, I'll admit I don't exactly
cotton to meeting Harper again.

After the way he come at me,

like he was
wearing a granite face...

Friend like that,
no wonder Sherman figures

he's big in life size.

Quit stalling, Greevy,
and talk.

Or I'm leaving you
to Harper right now.

All right.

I'll admit it,
I shot Sherman.

Is he still alive?

Only I didn't know
it was him.

He bushwhacked me,
k*lled my horse.

He'd have m*rder*d me too

if I'd have been
a split second slower.

You're a liar.

Still can't seem to figure
why he jumped me.

I was riding
right out in the open.

On my way from Fort Platte
to visit my sister.

You were running
from that stage robbery.

Slim Sherman
picked up your trail.

Is that a fact?

You...

figure to tie me
to some robbery, huh?

If you're innocent,
a fair trial will set you free.

A fair trial in this town?

[ scoffs ]

More unlikely Munson would be
the foreman of the jury.

Oh, I can imagine.

He'd purely like
to send me up again.

That's all past
and forgotten now.

You heard what he called me.

A c*ck tinhorn.

Then show him
you're straight now

and take me to Sherman
before it's too late!

I don't know, sheriff,
I already tried to be
a straight citizen.

I was riding in
to get help for Sherman.
Then Harper took me.

Now look at the fix I'm in.

If you're telling me
the truth,

you've got nothing to fear.

Maybe, maybe not.

Only this time
I'm not gonna grovel

like a whipped coward dog,
not to you, Munson or anybody.

You want to know
where Sherman is...

you're gonna
have to turn me loose.

Jess, will you step inside?

I've asked you all in here
to hear Greevy's story.

I want everything
out in the open.

where there'll be
no misunderstandings

about the way
I intend to handle things.

Did he tell you
where Slim is?

Go ahead.

Not much to tell.

I was riding in
from Fort Platte to visit Myra.

Sherman jumped me...

from behind.

I shot him in self defense.

MORT: Easy, Jess.

Where is he?

Well, I was coming in
to get help for him
when you took me.

Now all of a sudden,
I'm up on a robbery charge.

It's a frame-up.
I got no intention
of holding still for it.

I said, where is he?!

So I've offered to swap

where Sherman is
for my being let loose.

Hold it.

Jess! Jess!

Take it easy.

You lay hands on him again
and so help me,

I'll cool you off
in a cell.

Whose side are you on?

This side!

He's my prisoner, Jess.

He's entitled
to my protection.

Sheriff,
a couple of minutes ago,

you were ready
to sic him on to me.

Why, you were just
playing bluff.

I took you at your word.

MORT: Shut up!

Nobody can trust a lawman.

The world's in a sorry mess.

One more word
out of you and so help me.

All right. All right.

I'm through talking...

until I'm free
and clear of this town.

Let him go, Mort.

I can't do that.

He don't really
mean that, Harper.

He's as worried about
your friend as you are.

I've got no choice, Jess,
you know that.

Don't talk to me
about choices, Mort.
Just let him go!

I'm holding him
on suspicion of robbery.

I'm sorry.You're sorry?

What about Slim out
in the middle of God knows where

knowing he's gonna die
if help don't come?

I don't like to say it,

but he may
already be dead, Jess.

We don't know that.

Munson, you wore
that badge once.

Tell Mort
what he's doing is wrong.

Mort's got no right
under any law

in order to free
a robbery suspect,
that's up to the court.

Even if it means
saving a man's life?

He took his chances
like we all did.

He knew a posse
was no Sunday social.

I know it's hard
but that's the way it is.

You better go on
home now, Jess.

I'll notify you
if anything new develops.

I'll tell you
one thing, Mort.

If Myra Greevy can't
make him tell where Slim is,

something will develop.

You can bet on that.

[ lightning cracking ]

Miss Greevy!

Myra!

[ knocking on door ]

It's Jess Harper,
I want to talk to you!

Go away.

I've got a shotgun
aimed right at that glass.

Myra.

Yes.
What do you want?

I'm sorry, I didn't mean
to frighten you.

Then go away.

Not until you agree
to help me with Joel.

There's nothing I can do.

Won't you even try?

Myra, I got to talk to you.

If you don't open this door,
I'm gonna break it in.

Go ahead, sh**t me.

Just like your brother did Slim.

I'm sorry.

Don't say that.

Ever since Joel got sent away,

people have been
telling me how they feel.

Either they think
I'm a tr*mp

or else they feel
sorry for me.

"Poor Myra Greevy,
isn't it a tragedy

what's become of her?"Stop it.

"Men calling on her
in the middle of the night."

"Of course
she makes a big display

about sending him packing,

but you know
where there's a woman,

a single woman,
living alone apart from town,

there's got to be something,

something unwholesome going on."

That's enough, Myra.

Please forgive me.
I don't usually
lose control of myself.

I think I know
how you feel.

Do you?

Do you really?

Look over there.

Table is all set
for Joel's homecoming

to celebrate his favorite meal

cooked just the way
he likes it.

Even his Sunday boots
are polished and waiting.

It's the kind of devotion
a sister can have

for a brother,

even after he's shamed her

and humiliated her,
smashed her life.

But there is a limit,
Mr. Harper.

There's a limit to
what I can let Joel do to me.

That's why I'm not going
to go with you to that jail
tonight or ever.

Not even to save Slim's life?

It's his life or mine,
matter of survival,

you might say.

You're not making sense.

I love my brother.

And I hate him.

And if I do get him
out of my life this day,

this minute,
I'm gonna wither away

into some kind of bitter,

ugly thing that--
that people will

walk across the street to avoid.

Do you understand?

I understand that I'm gonna
k*ll him if he doesn't talk.

I was hoping you could
save us all a lot of trouble.

I'm sorry.

You raised your brother,
didn't you?

Yes.

Mother died when he was 12.

I reckon it might be fair to say
that your influence

shaped the boy into the man.

I always tried to give
Joel the proper guidance.

Guidance?

From a wild kid
into a thief?

And now
into a cold-blooded k*ller?

If I made mistakes,
they weren't intentional.

I don't doubt that.

I can't be held responsible
for him forever.

Well, you can be and you are.

Part of him is you.

Part of his guilt,
part of everything he is.

And you can never shut him
out of your conscience.

It's a waste of time to try.

Wait.

Go out to the shed
and hitch up the rig,

I'll get my coat on.

I'm going to the livery
stable to get some
blankets and another horse.

When I get back here,
if your brother

hasn't told you
where Slim is, I'll k*ll him.

You tell him I said that.

Miss Poppers
at the restaurant says

she's all out of soup.

She says you
and your prisoner

have to have
the special of the day.

What is it?

Barbecued ribs.

Oh, how am I gonna
chew ribs?

Didn't you tell her
I had a sore molar

and I wanted
something soft?

Yes, sir, I told her.Well?

Well, she said
if you gave up that whisky

and that chewing tobacco,
your teeth wouldn't go bad.

Oh, that witter woman.

She's worse than a wife.

[ door opens ]

Adam, come back
for that tray later.

Yes, sir.

Jess Harper said
that Joel was here.

I could see this place
in my nightmares

and Joel in a cell.

And now it's starting again.

I'm truly sorry, ma'am.

I'd like to speak
to him please.

Yes, I was just fixing
to take him in his supper.

Let me.

Hi, sis.

Like old times.

You bringing me
my supper tray.

Remember
when I was a sulky kid

and I wouldn't come out
of my room.

Ma would let me go hungry

but I could always
count on you.

You better eat
before it gets cold.

Roast ribs.

Only two plates full?

That won't barely
scratch my appetite.

Not bad for bought food.

I bet you had something
real special cooked up

for my homecoming tonight...

like chicken
and dumplings maybe

or my favorite,
roasted venison.

Joel.

Did you g*n down
Slim Sherman?

Where is he?

You've got to tell.

Well, don't you have
any conscience left?

Don't you feel anything?

Did Munson, Stollery or that
judge have any conscience

when they sent me off
to prison?

You were guilty.

You lied and you stole,
and you were guilty.

Well...

I was gonna
put the money back.

Joel, when are
you gonna stop lying?

You better leave.

When you tell me
where Slim Sherman is.

I'll tell...

when I'm free.

If you have any decency,
any compassion--

Don't you understand?

They're trying to frame me
on a robbery charge.

They want to put me in a cage
for the rest of my life.

I'm innocent, Myra.

Are you?

Well, if I robbed
that stage,

would I be fool enough
to stop back

and leave you a note about me
coming to dinner tonight?

Would I come back
and get a help

for one of the posse
after he bushwhacked me?

Why didn't you stay yesterday
instead of leaving me a note?

Oh...

I suddenly had an idea

about going in to Butte City
and lookin' up a job.

I thought I'd bring you
some good news for a change.

Is that the truth?

You got to believe me,
Myra.

I don't have anybody else.

Oh, Joel.

What's happened to us?

Adam, have you seen
Greevy's sister?

Well, she left
a few minutes ago.

She get her brother to tell?Uh-uh.

Sheriff Corey is talking hard
to him right now

but he just won't open up.

Well, he will be before long.

Boy, it's fixing to freeze
for sure tonight.

Adam, how'd you like
to help Slim?

Well, I sure would,
but how?

Well, I'll tell you
what you do.

Jess, there's nothing
you can do here.

Now go on
back to the ranch.

I told you
I'd notify you.

JESS: You won't change
your mind now?

MORT: I can't.
You know that.

If Slim dies, Mort,
you'll share the blame

for the rest of your life.

Jess,
I'm tired and sick

and I'm just about the end
of my patience with you.

Now get out of here
and don't come back

till you've got a better grip
on yourself than you have now.

All right.

All right, Mort.

But just give me
one last chance to talk to him.

You don't even have to
let me go in his cell.

I'll leave my g*n belt
with you.

Please, Mort, please.

Figure it'll snow tonight,
Harp?

Listen to me, Greevy.

If I say I believe your story,
if I give you my word

that Slim won't press charges
for shootin' him--

I'd say you were a liar.

If you're innocent
like you say you are,

you got no reason
to hold out.

I got 12 lying reasons.

Count 'em.

Look.

I never humbled myself
to any man,

but I'm doing it now.

I promise you,
I'll get you the best lawyer

in this territory
to squelch that robbery charge.

And if I have to whip Slim


I'll make him forget
who shot him.

You're a mighty
persuasive talker.

Where is he, Greevy?

Not until
I'm on your side of these.

Now talk or so help me
or I'll finish you right now!

Jess!
Let go off him.

Jess! Jess!

You've gone loco!

It's now or never, Harper.

Sherman's hurt bad.

That much
I can tell you.

He'll never make it
through the night.

I knew
you were my best bet.

Come on. Come on.

First you talk.

First you open the cell.

Step back.

Now where's Slim?

Wind, Wind River Canyon.

...Bird trail...

in the North Wind.

If you're lying
you won't find a hole

big enough to hide in,
Greevy.

I'll hunt you down
and I'll k*ll you
the slowest way I know.

Slim!

Slim!

Slim!

It's me, Jess.

Slim!

Slim!
It's me, Jess.

Slim.

[ footsteps approaching ]

You.

Where you been?

Getting a lawyer
for your defense.

I actually believed you,
Joel.

You always did.

I could always
count on you, sis.

Now I can begin
to repay you.

We'll go away someplace,
tonight.

Sacramento maybe.

And you can open up
that lady store

that you always used to
dream about.

We're going back to town.

And you're gonna
turn yourself in.

After Jess Harper went to
all the trouble of springing me?

No more lying, Joel.

No more hurting people.

This is the end for you.

Well.

If that's the way
it has to be.

Don't play with me.

Because I'll sh**t
if I have to.

Well, you'll have to, sis.

Because I'm not going back
to prison.

Go on, pull the trigger.

I'm as good as dead
any way you look at it.

Don't make me do it.

Quick or slow, coffin or a cage,
what's the difference?

sh**t!
What are you waiting for?

Sister or no sister,

you ever threaten me again,
I'll k*ll you.

Now just you remember.

You mean nothin' to me.

Less than nothin'.

Ma at least was smart enough
to see what I was but you...

you make me sick.

You always have.

Ha!

Put him here
on the couch for now.

Is he hurt bad?

Yes, Mike,
and you can help.

Clear off the kitchen table
and get out my nurse's satchel.Yes, ma'am.

I would have taken him
to the doc, Daisy,
but the ranch was closer.

No, no,
you did the right thing.

Oh, he's lost
a lot of blood.

We'll have to get the b*llet
out ourselves.

You've got to hold him still.I'm trying to, Daisy.

Can't you hurry?

He's getting whiter
every minute.

I've got to go deeper.

You've got
to hold him still.

Mike, please,
you can't help here, please.

With a lot of rest
and the Lord willing,

he'll pull through.

Daisy,
you're a better doctor

than a lot of men
that answer to the name.Oh, no.

But there were times
during the w*r

when a nurse had to do
anything, everything.

You don't forget
training like that.

[ horses galloping ]

Sheriff Corey
and some men are riding in.

They'll be coming
after me.

I broke Joel Greevy
out of jail, Daisy.

You did what?

It was the only way
I could find Slim.

I know you wouldn't have done it
unless you felt you had to.

I know I was wrong.

But if it meant
saving his life,

I'd be willing to be wrong
all the time.

Keep a compress on there,
and keep quiet, both of you.

Put that in the kitchen.

Well, good afternoon,
sheriff.

Any news?

Have you found Slim yet?

I haven't, no, ma'am,
but I have a hunch Jess did.

He broke Greevy out of jail,

nearly fractured my jaw
in the process.

Been trying
to pick up his trail.

He don't leave too much.

Oh, dear, is there anything
I can do to help?

Oh, Mrs. Cooper,
if Jess is in there,

you better tell him
to come on out.

In here--

Well, if you think
I'm hiding him,

you're perfectly welcome
to search the house.

Bates, you and Charlie
look inside.

Just a moment.

Please,
take off those muddy boots.

I don't want my nice clean floor
all tracked out.

Never mind, if he is here,
his horse will be in the barn.

Take a look.

Don't worry, Jess,

I hid your horse up
behind the feed shed

when I saw 'em coming.

How did you know?

Adam Tolliver
came by last night.

He was bragging
how he helped you.

There was nothing there.

Bates, you wait right here,
if he shows up, arrest him.

Right.

Sorry, Mrs. Cooper.

All right.
Let's go.

His pulse is good.

Jess, it's beginning to look

as if what you did was
more serious than I thought.

Sheriff Corey
has no choice.

He'd have to
press charges.

Unless I can find Greevy
and bring him back.

I might be able to slip out
after dark, Daisy.

But even if you did,

how would you track a man
at night?

And Joel Greevy
will be miles from here.

Heaven knows
in what direction.

I know.

Oh, you know, do you?

Mike, ever since that
Tolliver boy came by last night,

you've been acting like the cat
that swallowed the canary.

What's between you two?

Mike, how did you know not
to put Jess's horse in the barn?

Well, Daisy,
there are certain things

us menfolk keep
from you women,

just as we can
keep up the pretense

that we're not
petticoat bossed.

Well, next time you want
my help, I'll remember that.

Now out you go,
both of you.

Mike.
Put up your school books.

Time to get
washed for supper.

Mike, did you hear me?

Jess,
is Mike in he--

Mr. Bates.
Yes'm?

I don't hold with guards
outside my door,

but neither do I think a man
should go without a hot supper

on a cold night
like this.

You're welcome to come inside
and sit with Mike and me.

Well, I don't know,
Miss Cooper.

Oh?

Well, suit yourself.

There's hot apple pie
and cheese for dessert.

I hope
you like ham hocks.

They're
Mike's favorite food,

except of course for rabbit stew
and potato salad,

and watermelon
and sweet pickles.

Don't stand up formality,
please, sit down.

Thank you, ma'am.

Which way did Adam say
Greevy was heading?

Up the north fork
of the river into Wind Canyon.

He drove Miss Myra's rig
and she was with him.

Myra was with him?

That's what Adam said.

Thanks, tiger.
Now get this straight.

I want you to stay out of sight
till I'm in the clear.

Bates might start sh**ting.
Now you understand?

[ horse galloping ]

I wouldn't go out there,
Mr. Bates.

Stand aside, ma'am--If that is
Jess riding off,

you'll only have to explain
to Sheriff Corey--

I'm warning you!That will be
very embarrassing for you.

If on the other hand
you didn't see who it was,

then you can truthfully say
you didn't see a soul.

Now that would be better.

Why don't you just sit down
again and enjoy your supper?

It's a fact, Doan.

Myra and me are gonna turn over
a whole new leaf.

Maybe settle down
in San Francisco

with our share
of the money.

I'm gonna be so respectable
folks won't even know me.

Ain't that right,
Myra?

You trust her?

She's my sister,
my only kin.

If I can't trust her...

[ laughs ]
now who could I trust?

Come on, come on.

Let's have
the rest of our share.

One rider.

Jess Harper.

How do you know that?

He put a kid
on our trail last night,

I made sure
he didn't lose us.

You mean you wanted Harper
to find us?

I owe him somethin'.

You get over there.

We'll let him
come all the way in.

What about her?

You ever see
prettier bait?

Now leave it.

It'll still be here
when we're finished.

One sound,
one move out of you,

it'll be your last,
Myra.

Jess!

They'll stare at you,
Myra.

And they'll whisper
when you walk by.

But tomorrow they
won't take so much notice.

One day
soon they'll forget.

I can wait.

I'm free for the first time
in my life.

About Joel...

I'm sorry.

Don't say that, Jess.

I think I always knew that Joel
would die violently some day.

I'm sorry about
what we did to you.

Goodbye, Jess.

Well, I'll see you later,
Mort.

Just a minute.

We've got
some unfinished business.

Oh?

Well, now
I can't imagine what.

You know blamed well what.

Well, you're sure
all fired grouty,

I can't figure you.

Oh, you can't, huh?

What's the matter, that molar
of yours acting up again?

Well, I'll be juttered.

I must have swallowed it
when you landed that
haymaker on me.

Well, it's better than
waiting for the dentist

to come to town.

Dead gum sight
cheaper too.

Well, I guess sometimes
the ends of justice

can be served
in strange ways.

It would appear so,
sheriff.

Jess Harper,
you'd better get out of here

while I'm still laughing
'cause if I stop

and you're still here,

I'm just liable to jail you
and throw away the keys.

Never let it be said
that Jess Harper
couldn't take a hint.

See you, Mort.

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