05x04 - The Selena Hartnell Story

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You mean to

tell me that you spent all that money
on one girl

getting the chance
to take a girl like that on a ride?

With what price? That price?

Maybe.

But still,
all in all, kind of extravagant to me.

You do, right?

A man can do an awful lot of Lebanon right
then.

Well, you're only young one, maybe 20th.

Can't remember back that far.

Sounds close.

Just over the block.
It'll put the hold of the train.

Let's go, Bill.

I know.

Who I.

And it is not this close to Saint
Joe and wagon circling.

Let's get him

out of this case,
and then we'll stick the.

Wagon.

Well, you look like you're all right.

I'm fine.

I don't know who you are,
but we're mighty grateful.

Well, they just pounded on us
from out of nowhere.

But if it weren't for you.

I just hate to think what might
have happened. You get a good look at them

just enough to see that they

were disheveled, looking, unshaven,
filthy clothes, that sort of thing.

Probably scavengers
run into a lot of em out here in wagons,

hang around, jump small parties out,
sometimes even come into the camp.

Anyway, they're gone.

Yeah, they're gone for now.

I'm on the car.

I ride scout for a wagon
train over the hill.

Oh, hot.

Howdy. Pleased to meet you both.

I'm Jason Powers.

I know much about this country, Mr. Pride.

Otherwise,
you wouldn't be traveling alone.

Well, the truth is, we've only been alone
for about a week or so.

You see.

We were with another wagon train
till they left us behind.

Left behind?

Well, actually, it was our own fault.

We just couldn't keep up. Keep saying we.

Forgive me, gentlemen.

My partners in the wagon.

When the scavengers, as you call them,
attacked, I thought it best.

There's no need to excuse it.

They can help me down.

I'm sure the

gentlemen will understand
that you were only trying to protect me.

You must see the collar and the stock.

Know I'm not clairvoyant.

Gentlemen, I overheard you from inside.

And it's hot now.

And, you know.

I believe my partner has expressed
my sentiments for me.

We're both very grateful to you.

Well, it's my pleasure.

Just pure luck that we haven't, by anyway.

Fairly owe you a debt of gratitude.

And that very reason
I'm ashamed to ask you for a second favor.

If we can oblige. You can.

Your party is so close that Mr.

Powers
and I would like to go along with you.

Well, I know
it's a little out of the ordinary, but

I would appreciate it if you would try
and understand our predicament and help us

when you'd be headed for California.

Money's no object.

All we need is your permission, gentlemen.

You put it that way, ma'am.

Permission is granted. Thank you.

I will try and keep up.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
you've had a very trying time,

Jason. You see that?

I'm not disturbed.

Please
try and cooperate in every way with Mr.

McCullough, Mr. Hunk.

I'll follow you gentlemen.

It doesn't look like we have much choice
in the matter.

Discipline.

Never is.

When you meet up with a pretty woman.

I'm not on your way.

I said a word all morning.

Well, I'm just thinking about
Miss Cardinal and her partner, Charlie.

It's like real nice folks to me. Maybe.

Did you ever hear of getting left behind
on a wagon train?

Don't be like this. Sure.
It happens all the time.

People can't keep up, that's all. Yeah.

The next time we stop,
you take a look at their teeth.

Fine.

Looking hard with the kind of stock
that keep up with any outfit.

Never noticed that.

So I thought maybe five miles back.

Those three scavengers we scared off
this morning following our trail.

Oh, my car rode on ahead.

You drop back and keep your eye on them
just like we got.

No problem.

The tonight we might have trouble.

I thought to make absolutely

sure we'll have to double the guard
around the camp from sundown to top.

You mean to say you think those scavengers
might try and come right into the camp?

A chance,
but three of them have against all of us.

Anonymous.

But what if they're just scouts
for a bigger group?

Now, we may have scared them off
this afternoon.

I don't know what kind of people hang
around a trail like a bunch of vultures.

No telling what they might do.

Lucky we know they're
around so they can take us by surprise.

We made out a list, and we splitting up
the chores as far as we could.

Ever Man will stand guard duty
with the exception of Mr.

Cantrell and his party.

Well, that don't sound fair.

I should.

Cottrell and his party shirk their duty
because we all could travel.

And the people that travel with him
don't carry g*ns.

They made that very plain to us
when they signed on.

Why is he any different than
the rest of us criss cross or something?

Right. And well approach.

It isn't that we feel that
we're any different from the rest of you.

It's just that
we don't believe in carrying weapons.

Oh, I know that's difficult
for some of you to understand,

but believe me, my son and myself,
all the members of my party,

will do anything else we can to help our.

What could you possibly do to help us
when you can't even shoulder a r*fle?

Why should we do your work for you?

Seems to me I recall, Mr.

Clark, that you ran out of actual grief
few weeks ago

and that, well, gave you some of his
thanks to you.

How about that set of horseshoes
a Ben Parker loaned out to that wheel?

Or two years?

Now, I'd appreciate
no more arguments about this man's beliefs

or his own business.

Nobody on
this train is going to challenge him.

I throw a party, we'll pitch
in where and when they can.

Oh, Mr.

Hawk. This man.

I don't believe you have Mr.

Powers or myself on that list.

And if you are assured of anyone
to do the work because of Mr.

Goodfellow, I'm sure that Mr.

Powell would be very glad to volunteer.

Certainly, I.

I'd like to help in any way I can.

Well,
that's very considerate of both of you.

Duke, say that Mr.

Powers stands a regular turn with it.

Well, that about does it for tonight.

Boggs to pick a list
to be posted on the lead wagon.

I want to thank you for your cooperation,

but you're certainly generous
when it comes to my time.

I am going to get some information
from Mr.

Hawkins and we stand wise

if he give us something before,
I think it's easier that way.

Besides,
I pay you very well for your time.

It's my privilege to do this as I see fit.

Now, then, I

want to say thanks to you and Mr.

Hill for speaking up for us. Oh,
that's alright.

You've done me a lot of favors in the past
name as well, and rest of your party.

But don't forget. Easy.

Just the same. Thanks again.

Sometimes it's kind of tough making people
understand how I feel about something.

Thanks for the help.

Right. Huh?

Good evening.

I've meaning to talk to you
about our passage, man.

No rush, man.

We haven't figured out
how much you owe us yet.

Well, I think $100 gold should cover it.

It's only right that we should pay for fan
like everyone else.

Well, it is normal policy to take full
fare this far.

Well, I wouldn't have it any other way.

Besides, if it hadn't been for
you, we might be dead by now.

I feel I should

show my gratitude to you in some way.

You looking for someone?

No, not really.

I just.

Before I left Butler Creek, I heard
a rumor about an old, old friend of mine

and an ex-boyfriend. Really?

I hadn't heard of him in 12 years.

Someone in town told me that he'd headed
west on a wagon train, and I just thought

it would be too coincidental
if it happened to be the same wagon.

Well, Miss Harding, you give me his name.

I could check it against a passenger
list. Oh, no.

I don't want you to go
to all that trouble.

It isn't that important.

Well, I was curious
to see what the is done doing

with such a handsome man. In those days

when Bill Barrett ended a

run, there was an eye that didn't
turn to look at him.

Probably I'd be disappointed in him
by so many.

He's probably fat and bald by now,
and I probably wouldn't like him at all.

I'll bet he'd like you if he saw you.

What a complimentary thing to say.

Thank you.

I'll go get the passenger log.

This is a complete list of people
who join us at Butler.

Correct.
Did you say the man's name was Barrett?

Yes. William Bear was a Barnes Barber.

Barkley. Barrett.

Yeah. Yes.

You sure these are all people
who doing on the creek?

Yes, ma'am.

Surely he'd be here.

Miss Hart?

No. This isn't the only wagon train
to go through, but the creek.

Maybe there's Mr. Barrett of yours.
Joined up with another outfit.

If you like, I can ask around for you.

Oh, no, please. I don't want to put you
through all that trouble.

You're probably right.

I'll ask around myself.

Maybe I'll meet someone
that you have heard of him or something.

Even a. Man. Good evening, Mr. Tanner.

Thank you for all the trouble I put it in.

My pleasure, ma'am.

Homicide?

No. Yes.

You don't want to go off about this,
do you?

No, I don't.

Thank you very much.

You know, and I

mean,

I'd say that a mighty handsome
woman, Bill.

Yeah, right.

Friendly do.

Mm hmm. Hmm. Hmm.

Then all you got to say,
you can't be very impressed with her.

The opposite, Duke.

I'm always impressed with a handsome,
friendly woman

that carries a derringer
around their berth.

That's on the train, right?

What do you mean? If he's on the train?
Of course he's on the train.

I don't know.

I asked around
before he broke out of the box.

I said I was looking for an old friend.

If he is here, we're going to have
to assume he's doing another name

or. A run.

Right on another train.

Just as Walker said.

Possibly we paid good money
for that information we got.

There's no reason not to believe it.

Besides, we only two

trains have left Butler
Creek in the last few weeks.

We checked the other one.

Sally wasn't on it.

Yeah, I know it.



All we've got is a name
and a 12 year old description.

That's not very much to go on.

Know.

It's gotten very little before.

Jason, I want this man and you know it.

Yes, I know it's silly
and it's getting through.

That's all I ever hear talk about.

I can proud long years me to get this close and nothing is going to stand in my way

and expect you to share my feelings.

And I understand.

I think you really mean that

to you all.

I care about the money.

You'll

never consider that.

Well,
there's something else that keeps me here

with you.

When you at age 36 until way 209.

Hey, three more buckets.

Which good, huh?

We sure run dry.

Yeah, we were getting lots of water.

Will you be looking for me
to take a bath, huh?

Yes, I will.

My pa, when you were my age,
did you always take a bath regular?

I mean. Yeah.

Your grandma insisted
that I be the cleanest boy around.

She was.

But she was what you call fussy
about that.

She like my ma?

Yeah. Matter.

I'll bet

you don't remember much about your mother.

Not very much.

Only a voice

which used to tuck me in at night.

It was supper like an angel myself.

It used to sink to me
when the wind made noises on the roof.

I was scared.

Even as she took down the fever.

She used to sing to me until

I guess I was too little.

She died to remember much more

till.

Well, the winds coming up through

the front door.

Shut up for keep warm.

I'll take you to breakfast.

Reagan, You were

close up and come alone.

Well,

I'll know when.

You're sneaking up on me. Hmm?

What's on your mind?
I need some more grain for the team.

Well, got plenty. Thanks.

So tell me to just start
getting some fresh air.

I need to talk to you. Rollers.

Something funny going on?

I thought you should know about it.

Some new folks have joined up now.

Good looking woman and the man.

And it's hard now, Mr. Powers. Yeah.

We've been hanging around the folks
on the train asking a lot of questions.

What kind of questions?

All like who got on a creek, Didn't.

What harm is in that?

Right through room?

You've been asking about a man

named William Barrett.

Why should they be interested
in William Bear?

Understand? She claims he was an old boy.

I heard years ago.

Is that so?

Judging by her, I'd say this William Baron

has pretty good taste

from day to

day. Bad.

What is it?

This man,

He's on the train. In the control body.

How did you ever come across it?

When I said for
I was looking over all our books of notes.

I look at all I want to post
is that all the drawings and everything.

And suddenly I came across.
This was just an actor.

With a lucky accident.

In pocket, wanted in connection
with payroll robbery of Wells

Fargo of Jefferson City,
October 16th, 1861, borrowed $500.

Then pocketed three years for that crime.

You look hard

enough, you'll see that
the reward is void.

Are you a friend of Mr. Parker?

I've known some of the people at the party
for many years.

You might call him a friend of mine.

Just what do you want here, Mr. Hawkes?

I've been meaning to ask
you folks a few questions.

You know,
ever since you joined up on the train,

I've been bothered by a few things.

But I think I can save a lot of time
right now.

I believe it.

All this explains everything to me.

No, I've never met up
with many people in your business.

I'll have to admit that Miss Hartnell
sounds harmless enough,

but Selena Hartnell,
that's something else.

Oh, I'm flattered, Mr. Hawke.

I never realized I had such a reputation.

Well, I wouldn't be.

You know, I don't have any respect for
bounty hunters, even though they're women.

If you're here to insult us,
I know you better get out.

Just a minute, Jason.

I'm sure Mr. Hawkes meant no offense.

I don't care what he meant.

He has no. Right.

Jason, would you mind waiting outside?

I can handle anything that Mr.

Hawkes wishes to discuss.

In the of surveillance.

I'd say that you had a pretty good set up.

Looks like you have about
every wanted poster that was ever made.

My files are pretty thorough, Mr. Hawke.

You see, they have to be.

I make my living from this business,
as you call it.

Understand? You do quite well.

I get along.

So I hear
if you don't have a conscience about it.

Do you feel any remorse
when you sh**t a rabid dog

and when you k*ll a snake
that just might k*ll you first?

These people I deal with, Mr.

Hawk, the scum of the earth.

They're the lowest form of animal life.

I have not had one sleepless night
since I've been helping them

to get what they so rightfully deserve.

What are you doing here, Miss Hart? Noon.

What do you want this to look?

I told you, Mr.

Hawk, A man called William Barrett.

Your long lost beau.

An old friend of Mr. Powers?

No. As long as you're on this

train, you're under our care
and authority, and I demand an answer.

We was just buried.

What do you want with him?

William Barrett is a m*rder*r.

The state of Massachusetts wants you

having k*lled a man 12 years ago.

He is on this train,
and I intend to find him.

That satisfy you, Mr. Hawkes?

There's several hundred people aboard.

Where do you intend to start looking?

In the least obvious place.

So strap. Avoid it.

Ever since I joined this train,

the A party men like Parker can hide
under the cover of passages.

Them or whatever they stand for.

Who's to say that William Barrett had

a new

morning?

That's all.

Good morning.

Look at her.

Smiling at you like
you were kissing cousins or something.

You must have nerves of

ice and hard to match the cold
blooded business. Do

you? Kind of a lonely business
if you ask me.

I not of many folks will be smiling
back at her if they find out

what she is

like.

That's all.

What are you doing out here alone
at this time of night?

Horses. I want to come back the wagon.

So I took me a bath.

It's hard now.

You think it's fair to make a fella wash
all over two nights in a row?

Well, that depends on how dirty
the saddle has gotten between.

I shouldn't say that I smell this pretty.

You do that Me impulse.

I have a nice thing to say.

My mind is not pretty like you.

It's a long time back in Chicago.

Chicago?

But I thought
you folks came from Butler's Creek.

We only live there about a year after.

Come Saint Louis.

Well, a couple of places.

More queen than Chicago.

That must be quite a job.

Pulling up stakes and moving all the time.

I mean, part of mind.

What about the other people in your body?

Reckon
they just do whatever part tells them?

No, you're wrong about that.

They do what they think I want them to do,
which is more

than I can say for some other folks
that I know with power.

You know what?

Ain't polite to take a bath
with a female lady watching

to say, Mr.

Cottrell,

shall we remove the distraction?

My pleasure

or not remember, I know.

Wash behind both your.

Will and

I just might.

Has all the privacy you can use.

Now, come on, I'll walk
you back to your wife.

No, not yet.

Well, such a lovely evening.

I thought we might sit
and talk for a while.

You know,

if the hell is rule of about women
running around the camp alone at night?

Well,
it makes sense to me with the scavengers.

Maybe you're out there somewhere now.

You're not very consistent, Mr. Cottrell.

You admit there's danger,
and yet you refuse

to get a g*n, Defend yourself,
do anything about it.

Let's just say that I.

All of us feel
we should handle things our own way.

Surely you don't mean that someone out
to do your fighting for you.

I take two sides to make a fight, ma'am.

We just don't want to be one of them.

The man has a right of an obligation
even to defend what is his.

The point is,

does he have the right to take another
man's life doing no resentment?

Suppose your adversary
doesn't feel the same way.

Well.

And stop people
from being the way they are.

Especially if you're not carrying a g*n.

It's not always an easy thing
for a man to turn the other cheek.

His heart now. And it's even harder
if he's wearing a g*n.

Sooner or later,
the temptation is going to get him.

And so you remove the temptation
and consider that the problem solved.

I mean, a man can be a thief
or a m*rder*r even.

But just because
you let you take his g*n away from him

right away, you think that he's become
dedicated to a peaceful way of life.

At least it's a start.

So why should you be so concerned

about what we may or may not believe?

Curiosity, The real equality

we women share with cats. Hm.

I understand
that you've been very curious lately

about a lot of things.

Well,

you were married.

Not anything

wrong, but.

Someone around in the dark

part.

It's harder than anything.

Oh, well.

Oh, take it easy.

What's the matter?

Oh, all right. What happened?

My fault.

Let myself get

myself.

Get jumped.

Who was it?

I don't know.

It's dark in here. I didn't see his face.

I got a hunch. Huh?

Not this.

But it's all good

evening.

Listen

to your mother, George, all right?

I've just been stopping.

Just in time.

You think? Come back and try again.

Well, if he does,
you're not going to be here to catch him

after the Johnson wagon from
bed down with him and not get screwed.

But, Paul, you. Mind if I go back talking?

Look, a growing boy needs to sleep,
and there's no telling how late.

And I'll have to say that finally.

Oh, something is missing.

William Barrett's wedding certificate.

Yes. There's no doubt who it was.

Jason Powers.

Of course it had to be

you snooping around here on guard duty
not half hour ago,

courtesy of Miss Selena Hart.

Now, now, I understand
why she was so talkative this evening.

She knows. Well,

she's just guessing before,
but she's sure now

got to do something

right out of here.

Back to the horse.

Can carry on. It's too late, man.

One thing I learned in 12 years,
no matter how fast I

fire run, sooner or later,
the truth is going to catch up with you.

Good evening, Mr.

Hart. Now, I've been expecting you.

You couldn't have Mr. Barrow.
You wouldn't still be here.

I will do this my way in this time.

I prefer to do it mine. Mr. Hale.

Mr. Barrett, you are under arrest
on the charge of m*rder.

I'll remind you that you have no legal
authority to arrest anybody on this train.

It is Wag Master. You do, Mr. Hale.

And if you refuse,

I can have you jailed for unlawfully
aiding a criminal to escape justice.

I'm aware of that.

Well, about your word.

You won't run until we settle this thing.

Chris. I wouldn't cause you any trouble.
You know that.

Well, in that case, Miss Hart,
No, you won't be needing this any longer.

I wouldn't try anything with power.

You take the word of a known m*rder*r.

I take the word of a good friend

who hasn't been proved a m*rder*r
or anything else in my book.

All right, Mr.

Hale,
let's try it your way for a little while.

As a good friend,
perhaps you wouldn't mind

identifying your signature
on his marriage certificate.

Find William Barrett.

Was found in the strongbox in Mr.

Kraus wagon. Can you deny that?

I think stolen would be a better word
than Parker was heard

trying to stop the theft,
robbery and as*ault.

You people have kind of a funny idea
about the law for bounty hunters.

Aren't you being a little melodramatic?

We needed evidence. We got it.

Barrett
admitted his guilt before witnesses.

Now I've admitted my identity.

That's as far as it goes.

All right,
then. Let me refresh your memory.

December 27th, Brookfield,

Massachusetts,
a card game in the Palace Hotel.

You had lost more than you could afford.

So you k*lled the winner in cold blood.

No, that's not true.

He drew first
when I accused him of cheating.

It was self-defense.

In that case,
why didn't you stay and face the charges?

I'll tell you why.

Because there were three men
who would be witnesses against you.

What else would they say?

The game was rigged.
They were all in it together.

That's happened before. I.

Yes, but not this time, Mr. Hale.

It was the word of three gentlemen
from the finest families in town

against that of a drifting bully who had
never earned a honest dollar in his life.

See, I know more about you, Mr.

Barrett, than you know.

A dozen arrests
rolling on to stop drunkenness.

I could go on all night.
There's no need to.

I can't deny I was all that.

And worse,
I was a wild kid, always trying to prove

he was smarter,
tougher, sh**t faster than somebody else.

So you k*lled an innocent man
in order to prove yourself?

I didn't mean to.

All I remember was him drawing.

And suddenly I was standing over him
with a smoking g*n in my hand.

That was 12 years ago.

There hasn't been a day gone by that
I haven't wished

it was the other way around.

Your conscience hurt you so badly.

Why didn't you give yourself up?

Because they had a noose.
They didn't deserve.

What? I bring the dead man back to life.

It would have brought a m*rder*r
to justice.

That's up to the courts to decide,
Miss Heart.

So far, he's only been charged.
Not convicted.

A mere technicality. I assure you.

All that remains to be seen.

Well,
the story is true, and I believe it is.

He's guilty of only one thing,
and that's bad judgment

running when he should have stayed
in facing a m*rder*r.

No m*rder. The man would still be alive
if I hadn't been carrying a g*n.

That's why I've never worn one since.

And had everything all right.

You could get off scot free.

I knew when I threw my g*n away that it
wasn't enough to pay for what I've done.

But I got to thinking,
if there was something I could do

to prevent somebody else
from making the same mistake, and

maybe my life would still have a purpose.

I mean, the sinner became a saint.

The m*rder*r became a messiah.

Call him what you like, Powers.

Whatever Will was once
he's more than made up for it.

How I had hiding behind a cloak of life.

No, Miss Hartnell,
by taking the scum of the earth,

as you call them, and turning them
into decent, law abiding men.

Chris, It won't do any good involving them
in all of this.

It's time you stop trying
to fight the whole world by yourself.

Well, Ben Parker is not the only jailbird
in Will's outfit.

Every one of them served time,
and every one of them would have gone back

to their old way of life
when they got out.

If, well, hadn't been there
to give them a hand when they needed.

For every man you've condemned,
he's saved another.

Very touching, Mr. Hale.

But the law has no room for sentiment.

There is

nothing that you can say or do
that would stop me from bringing Mr.

Barrett to justice.

It's one thing to send

an unrepentant m*rder*r to the gallows,
but is it justice to hang a man

for just defending himself and spending
the rest of his life trying to make a man?

I do not make the laws, Mr. Hale,
nor enforce them.

I'm merely a private citizen

who is trying to do a hard job
to the best of my ability.

Depending on the price.

Are you so filled with greed
that you'd rather

a helpless boy of a father
for a handful of blood money.

Not read Mr.

Hale and hatred

speak of depriving a boy of his father?

Admittedly, that is a sin.

There is one crime
which I happen to feel as much more

that of depriving

a young bride of her husband.

December 27th in Brookfield,
Massachusetts, Mr.

William.

Said to me.

You know that Mr.

Barrett has admitted his identity.

You also know
that he is wanted for m*rder,

and yet you still refuse to lock him up.

I've already placed
the man under arrest, my partner.

Legally, that's all I'm obligated to do.

You have a very peculiar idea of arrest.

You allow in the freedom of the camp.

What is to prevent him from escaping.

But one thing he's too smart

to give you or your friend powers
an excuse to sh**t him in the back.

In other words, you expect us to watch him


That's a problem of your own making.

Chris accepted his word
that he wouldn't skip out.

And you can do the same.

Do you think that I believe
a man like Barrett would risk his own life

in order to keep his word even?

You know?

But I like to think
I know a little better than you do.

So much
so that you would risk your reputation,

even a jail term, in order
to prove it to me.

You flatter yourself, Miss Hartnell.

Right now,
my only concern is with a ten year old boy

seeing his own father in chains.

You better pack your things, Mr.

Best.

We're going a little bit early.

Just before sunrise.

I'm going to sudden ism.

You have to thank your good wagon master
for that, since he won't lock you up.

We have to get you to someone who will.

Well, I understand there's a good, strong
jail at Benton's Fort.

I think the train will be there
in about a week.

Sorry, we can't wait that long.

Someone around here might get the idea
of turning you loose before then.

Chris Hale is certainly giving him
every opportunity.

If you believe that you don't know
Chris Hale very well.

Just long enough to not let him stop us
from bringing you in.

Dead or.

Alive. That's up to you.

As I said, we leave before dawn.

We'll be miles away
before anyone misses this.

But don't be too sure of that.

Just sit tight.

How are you going
to justify k*lling an unarmed prisoner

in the middle of the camp?
Is right, Celina.

It'll be all he'll need. It
The neighbors to the ground.

It'll be all right, Jason.

Mr. Barrett is a reasonable man

with a fine boy who thinks the sun rises
and sets on his father.

Maybe that's because he doesn't
really know too much about it.

There's no reason for your son
to find out that you've been a m*rder*r.

Is it, Mr. Barrett?

As I said, even a little while.

I don't have to worry, Jake.

You're not trying

to marry.

Well.

I know what they're up to.

They're going to take you away.

Well, we can't let this happen.

You and the rest of us. You.

You took us in.

Give us the first decent thing
to live by our whole lives.

We need you. We.

We can't let this happen.

I got no choice.

Then, now or later.
What difference does it make?

Five years ago, you made this
when you picked up a g*n again.

I have gone back to my word.

But if you were to ask me now,
for your sake.

No, no.

Especially not for my sake,

it doesn't make any difference
just because I'm involved.

We all know

a man can preach one thing
and live another.

I can ask you to ruin your whole life
just for me.

I know.

Let's just forget.

You will

then take care of my.

I trust you and I'll.

Feel better about this.

I know you're tending to.

Ready, PA?

Yes. I heard the wind
shake in the caves a while ago.

Oh, dear me.

Ain't going to harm from funny.

I never said when you're.

In trouble with I'm
not going to be around for a while.

Something's come up, man.

I got to go away.

You mean leave the train?

Why, PA?

Well, that's something
I got to straighten out back East.

Can I go with you?

No, I think go head to California.

Like with that.

I don't want to California without you.

I don't know.

But we can always do what we wanted to.

I You take Ben Parker, for instance.

You think of lot him, don't you?

Simple.

But in any one oh.

Care setting you.

Well,

you see that the one thing that Ben's
wanted most of his life is just like you.

Well, if you wish.

Just to pretend for a while that he was
your pa, would that make him happy? And

maybe you wouldn't get so lonesome for me.

Right?

Yes, I tried

to, but.

Yeah,

I'll take care.

And I owe him a price. Huh?

I just want to tell you.

Fine.

BOTH You like it to me?

Why are we stopping?

And won't you tie Barrett to a saddle?

I don't want to have to keep
looking at him while we ride.

Madam. It's hard now, Fred.

You having to mail all of it
out of me now?

Understand?

You're not wanting to be exposed in camp,
but just out here, I'd like to rely

on my conventional methods
to keep you in line.

I We're going to run out.

I've done it a long time ago.

You can't wipe out 12
years of running in a minute.



That's all you've lived for, isn't it?

It's been enough.

Well, in a few days, it'll all be over.

I'll be swinging from the end of a rope.

You may still be walking around,
but you'll be just as bad as I am.

He does funny things to a person. And

I feel sorry for you, Miss Howard, now,
because you've been hating for so long.

You've forgotten all about what
it's like to be a woman.

And you go ahead and hit me, Mr.

Powers, if it'll make you feel any better.

But what I said is true,

and you should know it
better than anybody else

in golly, they got enough
grub glasses to run in the city.

Everything's at water
and we pick it up as we go along. Crack

at heart. No.

Woman Cottrill and powers are gone

since went some time last night
I went to check your wagon.

There's no sign of

to be too hard to pick up the trail.

You better get going.

Saddle your horses
and get after the horses.

Now, Mr. Hill, Creative Control.

I didn't want it that way. Wouldn't
let them take him a lot.

Maybe he's not the only one
in trouble out there.

No matter what we think of that.
Well, we're going to try and help her.

Let's go

rest here for half an hour.

Not any longer.

I just hold her out there, friend.

I figured you'd have to stop here.

Mighty convenient little place this.

What do you want?

Well, now, that is a good question.

I figured we deserve something.

After following that wagon train
all these days.

We have some money.

Take it and

leave us alone. We'll.

Lady.

Don't seem to me like you're
in any position to make any deals.

Now we take them horses

and fetch a tale of a fair price in town.

At the three scurvy saddle tramps
who couldn't explain the brand

or produce the bill of sale.

You kind of sure yourself, ain't you?

You had my offer.

Take what you want
now and get out of here.

Lena. Don't push them too far.

I have no intention
of being left here on foot,

and these gentlemen
might as well know it right now.

Who we.

Oh, I bet you'll be something fierce
in a poker game, lady.

I mean bluffing the way you do. And I'll.

But don't you worry none.

We'll figure out some way.

You won't be
left behind with the rest of them.

That going through their pockets

and their own way are.

Oh, I am sorry you made me do that.

Now I reckon I'll have to
take care of you too.

After all,

you can't have no witnesses.

Oh, now what do they got

you all tied up for a friend.

Oh, I asked you a question.

Friend?

I'm her prisoner.

Prisoner?

What?

You gone and done wrong.

k*lled a man.

Will, in a tiny little old world.

I guess that kind of makes us brothers
under the skin

in that right, friend,

blood, brother

would.

It was a shame to k*ll one of our own
kind,

deep down friend.

Oh, how do you like
to be as free as a bird?

And how would you like it
if we just kind of turned you loose?

What would you say to that?

Why would you do that? Why?

Because you're going to do me
a good turn, right?

And I'm going to give you a chance
to k*ll two birds

with one stone.

And you say you're her prisoner.

k*ll you, Save me the trouble.

Doing yourself a good turn

seems like a real good deal to me.

And what do you got to lose?

What if I refuse?

Oh, well, like I say,

be a real shame
to k*ll one of our own kind.

Well,
I ain't going to wait all day, friend.

I, Mr. Bad.

What are you waiting for?

You k*lled before, and
it could be a lot easier the second time.

Have the knife and the excuse.

Why don't you get on with it.

Like I said,

and I'm going to wait all the way.

I'm doing you a big favor. Seems to me.

An eye for an eye
and a favor. For a favor.

That's where all you people
live, isn't Mr. Barrett.

You owe him a lot for this privilege.

Why don't you show your gratitude

for humanity?

Are you doing that? Him?

My garden.

Well, it's

about g*n grabber.

And take a look at it.

You're all right,

Jason.

Case,

Farris, Reno.

I did the best I could.

With your resume.

I only tried to protect you. It.

That's all I ever cared about.

I It's too late for us now.

We wasted so many years.

If he is the bad,

the worse ways, romantic Imam,
than taking somebody that you loved.

But why did you do it?

You could have k*lled me and been free
again, would I?

Knowing that I brought my life for viewers

that sound like the words of a m*rder*r,
Miss Hardin.

All the words of a man

that would rather die
than change the rules they lose by you.

Suppose now that maybe

you might be a little wrong
about what happened that day 12 years ago?

Putting words in my mouth, Mr. Hawk.

No, I'm not, ma'am.

This man's your prisoner.

Like you said.

He's a wanted man, and you can take him
in, and I can't stop you.

So whatever you do, it's up to you.

And the wagon train
pull in between for sometime this week.

For luck? Yes.

They're an officer of the law there.

I think so. I'll head back with you

when we get to the town.

I turn in a report.

I want it known that to the best
of knowledge, William Barrett is dead.

As far as I'm concerned,
He's been dead for 12 years

ago. Mr.

Cantrell,

the son, would be
wondering where you are. I'm.