01x02 - The Jean Lebec Story

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This was Saint Joseph, Missouri.

Jump off point for the wagon trains
heading west across the Overland Trail.

I call the outstanding towns
along the river.

She was really booming.

My name is Clint McCullough.

I scout for the Adams outfit, and I was
a couple of days late getting into Saint.

You should hear Grant
since I saw her last.

I found out from one of the members
of the train where they'd

set up the camp.

You get west to.

She's like,
Everybody has brothers on the move.

The other grass was coming up
good on the blast.

It's a long haul to gallop on.

And just across the street,
you'll want to watch out for your hair.

Last year, it was one of the worst
for Indian trouble.

Bartender be right there at

night and

Frenchmen.

I think you're blessed.

Even at $10,
you came in here with your p*stol.

Pretty fired.

Now I'm closing you out.

Calm,

and I raise you 200.

Well, Mr..

You plan I You got the 200

below.

This is a signed Stradivarius.

General Lucius
Claiborne bought it in Italy.

He paid $5,000 for it.

It might be worth a little evened out
and say, Joe, let's see some money.

You'll have to excuse me a moment.

Those cards stay on the table.

Certainly.

Excuse me.

Do you know anyone who would let me have
$200 for a moment against this?

Only one man I know who could.

That's Mr. Mark Hammond, his father.

A champion to read in the paper.

He owns this place, the bank.

And nearly
all the rest are Saint Joe. Thank you,

Mr. Hammond.

I would like to borrow some money

against this.

I buy.

I don't lend.

How much,

Professor?

What about you?

About this.

This is a beautiful instrument, Mr.

Hammond.

You, as they have ever seen.

How can you even think of selling it?

I can't afford to throw in my hand.

How much do you need?



But, Mr.

Hammond, if I leave it.

I don't have.

I'll take it.

I do have

three ladies.

Just a moment.

Full house.

I hope you will consider
selling the violin back to me, Mr.

Hammond.

I'll give you $300.

Don't do it, Paul.

You heard him say it was worth 5000.

I don't think we'll keep it.

I as your wish.

And don't try bottom
dealing around here again.

Are you suggesting that

I'm saying a Frenchman.

You should teach your son better
manners, Mr.

Harper.

Get your hands off that g*n.

And going back there

now, Jack, does that give you some

perspective?

Where did you get this Hiromu?

Right here in Saint Joe.

Major Adams
and I sold it to Miss Robin down.

It was prime stock.

Is blind, is it badness here? I.

What do I do now?

You paid for him yet? Yeah.

I ain't much you can do
except hit him on the near side.

Oh, have you got a regular? I don't like.

Looks kind of weak.
You got to put another one on it.

I ain't got another one.

He ain't got Mr. Pattern.

If you to read the articles on this wagon
train, when you sign him, you find out

that I pass on every piece of equipment
before we roll.

Now, you get yourself a spare wheel
before you roll.

Yes, sir.

Thank you, Adam.

Oh, this in the back.

Is this the correct amount the Major.

Has just right
that put you in the wagon train, Mr..

LeBec. When do we leave?

Just as soon as we can get our stock
and the rest of the supplies out of Mr.

Hammond.

It seems like Mr.

Hammond deals in practically
everything. He does for dinner.

This is his town.
Make no mistake about that.

I met this gentleman.

When Major will be ready, call.

Oh, Say, how many in your party?

There are three of us. Oh, your family,
I suppose.

No, no, I am. Has got them.

Is Merilee Claiborne to California.

Oh, she's some hint of yours.

She has no kin left except there.



But Miss Claiborne is not traveling
along with me, Major.

She has her serving woman.

You don't need to get so touchy about it.

Hey, what are you, French?

My people have been in New Orleans
since 1710.

If that goes back far enough.

Creole, huh? And a Johnny Reb. I bet you.

I thought that w*r was over.

Well, you don't like much racket.

I was just going to say that
I run into some of your Louisiana boys

in Cold Harbor, and I want to tell you,
they gave us a tussle.

Thank you, Major.

I can return the compliment.

You know, it's a small world,
and as I say,

I forgot to get you to sign these papers.

It says here that you agree
to abide by the rules of the company

and go along with the orders of the wagon
master.

And that's me.

What do I say?

I don't. You ought to read them first.

I'd like to accept the man's word
until I have reason not to.

All right.

Welcome to our company, Mr. LeBec.

Thank you. John.

I've been looking all over for you.

Your bar man is gone.

This is Major Adams, Miss Claiborne.

How do you do, ma'am?

You're going to be a pleasure
to have you on this crossing.

Thank you, my dear. I'm
not sure we've got enough money.

Don't you worry about that.

Most of the back
here is taking care of it.

All paid for.

Where did you get the money?

I want it in a golf game.

You sold the violin.

Is there anything else
you wanted to discuss with Johanna?

No, not that I can think of.

In that case,
you will excuse us, won't you?

Oh, sure.

Sure thing.

Morning.

Said Grandma.

Ready?

Now that I've been waiting for you.

Take it out.

Horses, mules, oxen.

All in the pen. There. Just name it.

Oh, come on now, Mark.

Where is your good stock
by these cows? Here.

It looks like they're
ready for the boneyard.

You're

not going to try and beat the price
for running down my stock. I.

You said you know darn
well there's nothing better on the river.

Oh, Mark.

Look at that little bay mare that

she'd take one look at one of my wagons,
she'd drop dead in the traces.

Oh, I don't know where I'm sitting.

She looks pretty, son, by color.
You're late.

You should have been here two days ago.

It doesn't look like
I kept you waiting any.

You know, when they're getting underway,
if you're still haggling over stock.

McCullough. McCullough.

I've heard that name before.

I'm Mark Hammond.

Reckon I've heard of your tune.

I figured I'd ride on into town.

I want to take a look at it.

I'll see you at the camp at 3:00 sharp.

I'll try not to be late, but

this pretty ring is me.

You might have a tough time
bringing in that young cold.

Oh, well, you are all right.

I like them spunky.

Let's get to. These calls here.

Come on, Mark.

I understand
a gentleman sold a violin in here.

I wonder if you could tell me
who purchased it, please?

Well, yes, ma'am. That was Mr. Hammond.

But, Miss New York,
you want to be in a place like this.

Now, don't go scaring a lady.

I'm Bill Hammond.

What about that film?

Would you consider selling it?

Oh, that depends.

It's worth a lot of money.

So is this

pretty fancy?

It was.

My mother's made,
especially for her in Paris.

Could be. But what would I want with it?

We could sell
it much easier than a violin.

Well, I don't know.

I was kind of thinking.

I might like to learn to play that thing
myself.

They could.

You picture me sitting on that fiddle
column, The squares would be something.

This is nothing to joke about,
Mr. Hammond.

Why are you so anxious to get that fiddle?

Because Mr.

Beck only sold it to pay my passage West,
and he had no right to do it.

The Frenchman,
You mean it wasn't his to sell?

Well, of course it was.

But I'm listening.

When that violin is

not just a piece of wood.

Right?

It's his whole life. It's what he. Is.

Funny.

He didn't seem to care much
when he threw it in the pot.

Oh, but he does.

It's only because he was away.

It was for so long years.

And when he tried to play again, some of
the magic was gone out of his fingers.

Oh, I wish I could make you understand.

You're kind of batty over that foreign.

Who wouldn't you.

Just tell me what you want for the violin?

Well, we just might strike a bargain

if you're so anxious. Let me go.

No, wait.

I asked

you how long

you're mad enough to make me.

All right, Go on yet?

I'll handle this.

I should have taken care of you
before I get set to draw.

You have now. Gone, Pat. Give me yours.

Now, wait a minute, Billy.

No, I said give it to him.

Don't touch it.

Shall you go back to the camp merrily?

Please.

Somebody stop them.

You scared Frenchman.

My old man stayed here
this time to call me off.

Come on, you bottom
dealing, fiddle player.

Give me the g*n.

Hold it, Mr..

You shot Billy, m*rder*d him.

It's a fair fight.

It's right. Shot man.

Only fired after Bill shot first.
Well, Marshal,

if you've got to have a legal,
maybe we better send them to a jury.

I'm ready.

Wait a minute.

From what I hear, anybody that crosses

a Hammond in this town
is not going to get a fair trial.

Marshal here says it was self-defense.

That ought to be enough for anybody
to even get a hold of no man's right.

And I want no trouble from you.

A joke.

I'm sorry.

It was all my fault.

All right, Marilyn,

I don't think I've heard the last of this.

Wait'll Mr. Hammond learns about it.

Just wait.

What?

I know.

Mark, what are you doing out here?

Since my boy was shot, he's dead.

Why? Well, how'd it happen?

m*rder*d.

Shot by someone in your train.

Oh, I'm real sorry, Mark.

Who done it? You know his. Name?

I've seen him.

He's a Frenchman, a fellow player.

Look back.

He shot my boy down in cold blood.

Are you sure?

I was there? I saw him do it.

Worcester? Yes. Go. Get in the back.

Right, Major.

Mark, I've been friends with you
too long to try to say how I feel.

But I'm real sorry.

After Martha died, he was all I had left.

All I did,
everything I ever built was for him.

I know, Mark.

I know exactly how you feel.

You wanted to see me, Major.

Mr. Hammond, I want to talk to you.

But you k*lled my son.

I am sorry he's dead, Mr. Hammond.

But any man has a right to defend himself.

Who showed up here
tells a little different.

Although he's lying, I don't lie.

All right, hold

back.

I don't hold.

Were K*llers in my wagon train,
and I'm willing to hear your side of it.

All I can tell is what happened.

Bill Hammond took a shot at me,
and I fired back.

Did Bill sh**t first?

He sure did.

Were you there? Did you see it?

Yeah, I saw it.

Oh, it's still a Frenchman's
phone bill Just have himself a little fun.

The marshal didn't think so.

Mark.

You didn't tell me the marshal was there.

I don't care
whether the marshal was there or not.

This man m*rder*d my son,
and I aim to see that he hangs for it.

I'm sorry, Mark, but I think I'd like
to hear both sides of this story.

You turning against me?
You ought to know better than that.

I'm not arguing that. I'm telling you.

Either you turn this man over to me
or none of your wagons Leave Saint Joe.

Mark, I know you're a big man here,
and his time at you ain't that big.

Just try me and see.

I think you find everything

any man need is a slight, slight
bit of supplies.

Taking his family on a long trip
like this.

Cause plenty.

Oh, and throw in a couple of sticks

of that stripe candy.

The freighter can't fill the order.

Not till Mr.

Hammond says so.

Hammond, the only store to
he owns the building.

I'd like to help you.

I just don't dare.

Where else can we go? Might try.

Kansas City.

Kansas City?

Well, that's three days from here.

Just a minute.

No charge.

Did you say you were with the Adams
outfit?

That's right.

Well,
take your critter and get out of here.

Hey, you can't do this. He'll go alone.

I said go away. No, no, we're.

You see that?

What's the matter with him?

What's going on here?

I was sitting in the barber chair,
minding my own business.

You never told him you were with Adams?

You can't blame these people.

It's Hammond blows The whole town knows.

We got to have supplies
Nobody's ready to take out yet.

I would have got one man to keep all train
from rolling at Frenchmen.

You look here, Mr.

LeBec.

You know that Griffin job alone This way.

No kind of work for you.
Look at your hand.

Never mind my hands.

Why did you let me?

Is Mary
Lee going to town alone like that? Huh?

You just try and stop that child. No, no.

Holding her back
when she's got a mind to something.

I'm sorry, Joe.

I just
shouldn't have gone into that place.

When you can not help.

What happened?

Leave this train.

Get out of this town
for this real trouble.

No. I am taking you west.

And this is the only way we can afford to
go. Oh.

Please, Please, Mary Lee,
let's not start this all over again, huh?

Why not?

Why must I go to someone in San Francisco?

I hardly know she's your aunt.

As the only family you have now.

I don't think
I even remember what she looks like.

What am I going to obey anyway?

You are going to have that kind of life.

But I'll have to live life.

You were meant for the kind
your father would have wanted you to have.

And what about you, Gia?

What do you got planned for yourself?

Oh, I'll find something like

a million others who are in the same boat
now that the fighting is over.

J.R., you absolutely make me sick.

You don't have to find anything.

You've always had it.

You still think there

is any music left in the house?

All right,
so you can't play quite the way you did.

You still be better than most.

You can still touched
the hearts of the people.

I get this through to you.

I rather be a first rate
anything than a second rate musician.

Every one of these people
who go west leave something behind.

Well, I am leaving music.

Oh, I'll find something.

Quite. I am not sure, but

I'll find something.

You know you can't live without music.

What I can live with or without

is no concern of yours, Mary Lee,
or anyone else.

It's my own business.

Then why do you bother with me at all?

The last time I saw your father,
I gave you my word.

I see you get to California.

Well, you forget, Mr.

LeBec. I'm not a child anymore.

And if I can handle myself alone
on the plantation when the Yankee

soldiers came, I don't need you to help me
find an armed San Francisco.

I owe your father a debt.

I intend to pay it. Well, not this way.

I'm not some kind of an IOU.

And if that's the way you feel,

you're free to go

when?

And I couldn't get anything.

All I can say is
something's got to be done about it.

Oh, there's a major.
Well, let's go talk to them.

My dear Adam,

we don't think it's right
that the whole outfit

should suffer because of one man.

And we've come out from all over.

We've sold everything
our homes, the farms, and we've staked it

all on going west.
You know yourself, Major.

If we don't hit the trail
soon, winter will set in

before we get out of the mountains.

Just a god darn minute, Harry. Man.

Jack, are you in your side on this wagon
train at my personal word in writing.

Then I do my level best
to protect your life and your property.

If I turn my back over to him
and like you want, what good is that word?

It ain't worth a continental.

Next time it might be you.
I turn my back on.

Are you a you a candidate?

You want to have to turn your back
on anyone, Major?

I am sure everyone here will be relieved
to know I've decided to leave the train.

Listen, if you're pulling out on account
of something you heard here.

Oh, no, no.
My reasons are purely personal.

Well, whatever is in your mind,
I don't know.

But I want you to remember that
I didn't ask you to do this.

I know that may
do it, and I appreciate it,

but I have nothing to keep me here, ma'am.

And I don't want to jeopardize
the lives of the others.

I was that satisfied?

May I see you alone?

Sure. Let's go over to my wagon

days.

God darn Americans
ain't no dealing with them. Why?

When the major army
was in the army together,

we had a court martial that a lot of

gardeners do.

Mr. Rabbit. Why?

It's like some knight in shining village.

Yeah. What was that?

Well, rattlesnake.

I want you to know
I was the best cop in the whole country.

You don't blame me.

He was at the major. He was what, Cook?

Never mind that.
You take a look at my horse.

What do you think? He's got to loose
you on the right front.

Make it out of

business, Cleveland.

They're leaving us.

Now. That's
what I wanted to talk to you about, Major.

Go ahead. You can talk in front of him.

But I would like to arrange with you
for Ms..

Clayborne to go on to California.

Along with just that Sherman woman.

I thought perhaps you could find someone
who could drive her.

What about you?

Well,
I think you'll be gone for a while. I.