02x08 - The Velvet Trap

[bunniefuu]

Whoa! h*!

Hope everyone's
all right.

We lost an axle nut,
and I'm gonna need
some help.

[wind whistling]

Won't be but
a few minutes, ma'am,

if you'll wait over there.

You fellas see
if you can get some logs.

I'll get the wheel.

[thunderclap]

Looks like you fellas
could use some help.

We sure could, mister.

[thunderclap]

[thunderclap]

All right.
Let's push on this.

Mister?

Now, where'd he
disappear to?

[thunderclap]

[thunderclap]

[thunderclaps]

[screams]

[thunderclaps]

♪ [theme]

Now, Nicholas, suppose we
just go over this again,
shall we?

As I understand it,
you were in the woods--

While you were pretending
to keep yourself busy

with some kind of
paperwork,

I was out risking
life and limb

trying to chase down that
heifer we'd lost in the woods.

Uh-huh. When suddenly
this beautiful woman
appeared out of--

-Heath here made himself
scarce too then.
-Uh-huh.

This beautiful woman
appeared out of nowhere

and just flew into
your arms.

-Is that correct?
-That is exactly
how it happened.

Uh-huh. Heath, what
do you think about that?

Sure sounds reasonable.

Happens to me every time
there's a storm.

Well, you boys better
let it go at that

until the lady
comes down and tells you
what really happened.

Relax, Nick.
She'll be down in a minute.

I'm relaxed.

I'm relaxed.

-♪ [whistling]
-Would you care to, uh--

No, no, no, Nick.
You're too relaxed.

Heath.

[Audra clears throat]

-How do you feel now?
-Much better, thank you.

-Audra's been very kind.
-Would you like some tea?

-Just exactly what I need.
-I'll pour it, Mother.

I know you're wondering
how I happened to be

running through
the woods in that storm.

Certainly not.

Yes, we are, Miss Lynn.

Please call me Sabrina.

I'm afraid it's going to
sound awfully silly.

Oh, nothing would sound
silly to me

out there on
a night like this.

It was stupid of me, really.

I was on the Stockton stage,
and it lost a wheel.

It was so cold and windy.

I thought I saw a light.

It wasn't very sporting of me
to leave the other passengers,
I suppose.

Then you found yourself
lost, huh?

And frightened.

Those woods seemed filled
with all the goblins

I hadn't thought of
since I was a little girl.

I'll have some too,
Audra, please.

-You mean tea?
-Yeah. Tea.

-Jarrod?
-Hmm?

Oh! Yes, certainly,
certainly.

AUDRA: Heath?

By all means.

You've all been
so kind and thoughtful.

Well, now,
will you be staying
in Stockton?

Not for very long,
I'm afraid.

I have business
in San Francisco.

Well, now,
that's not too far, is it?

No, it isn't, in some ways.

[loud banging]

[gasps]
I'm so sorry!

It's all right.
That's that shutter

I've been meaning to fix
for the past two months.

I'll take care of it
right away.

Uh, Heath, would you
like to help me?

-I am sorry.
-Oh, that's all right.

I expect you must be
very tired.

Wouldn't you
like to go to bed?

And one of the boys
will take you into town
in the morning.

I guess I am tired.

Would you say good night
to the others for me?

-Of course.
-Thank you
for everything, Audra.

She's as nice
as she is beautiful,
isn't she?

Very attractive.

-Well, shall I
pour your tea now?
-My t--

Oh, I think you better
save that for Nick.

[thunderclap]

Hey there, Nick.

Uh, I understand
you, uh--

you entered
that sh**ting contest
at the fair next week.

That's right, Preston.

Well, now, that's--
that's too bad...

'cause, uh,
I'm gonna have to
make you wish

you entered
that quiltin' bee instead.

Say, Nick. I don't believe
I've had the pleasure.

See you, uh, Preston.

[chuckling]

Nice room for Miss Lynn,
please.

Yes, sir.

A nice room with a window
on the street.

Say, aren't you the Miss Lynn
that's missing off the stage?

Well, I'm hardly missing,
but, yes, I am Miss Lynn.

Well, the driver was here
with your suitcase.

You sure caused an uproar.

He says that he was
three hours looking for you.

She's not missing now,
is she?

Oh, no. No, no.
J-Just follow me,
right this way.

Well, Nick,
you've done so much.

You've been so kind,
I hardly know what to say.

Well, you could say you could
let me show you around
this afternoon.

This is beautiful country,

but I'm afraid a beautiful
stranger needs a guide.

We could pack
a picnic lunch and--

I'm afraid not.

What's the matter?
Don't you like picnics?

Oh, I love them.

But I think
it's better this way.

This sounds like good-bye.

It is.

Well, easy come, easy go.

Please say good-bye to your
family for me again

and thank Audra
for lending me this dress.

I'll see that it gets back
to her this afternoon.

Right. Right.

-Nick.
-Yeah?

Thank you especially.

Nick!
Hey there, old buddy.
Now, that wasn't fair.

I mean, the least
you could have done
was introduced us.

Ooh-whee! That sure was
some filly you was herding.

Now, that's true.

Why, we ain't seen nothin'
around here that pretty
in quite a spell.

Now, who was she?

Preston, will you take off?

Oh, I hope I didn't offend you
with that talk

about taking you
in that shootin' contest.

Uh, Preston,
I am in a hurry.

I mean, it--it may have
been the wrong time
to say that,

true as it might be.

Now, wait a minute.

You really think
you can outshoot me?

Well, let me
put it to you this way.

You get yourself
a lot of practice
between now and next week.

Let me put it to you this way.

I don't think I need
any practice.

I think I can whip you
right here and now.

-Oh, well--
-Why wait? Let's settle this
little contest right now.

Of course,
we might be thrown in jail
for shootin' in the street,

but it's gonna be worth it
to shut your face up.

Well, I ain't against it,
old buddy, not if you insist.

Oh, I insist.
You got the matches?

Sure.

There you are,
old buddy.

Top that.

You know, Pres, maybe
you're the one who oughta
get in some practicin'.

Nice shootin', Nick.

Well, you win some
and... you lose some.

[sighs]

Nick?

About this afternoon--
the picnic.

-What time shall I be ready?
-1:00.



Hyah. Git.

♪ [humming]

Kind of a fancy getup
for fence riding,
isn't it, Nicholas?

Yup, sure is,
but not for picnicking.

-Picnicking?
-Mm-hmm.

Boy howdy.
Somebody die?

Neither one of you
got any class.

Where are you going
in that outfit?

I'm gonna pick up Sabrina,
and we're going on a picnic.

-Going on a picnic?
-That's right.

What do you think
she sees in him?

JARROD:
No accounting for taste.

Eat your hearts out, boys.
Eat your hearts out.

[chuckling]

-Well, now, how 'bout
some more chicken?
-Mmm.

A woman should watch
her figure.

I thought that was
a man's prerogative.

Well, maybe it is.

Oh, Nick,
it's so beautiful here.

It's just as you said--
big and grand.

Beautiful.

Speaking of beautiful,

has anyone told you yet today
that you are?

-Not yet.
-Ah.

-Then I'm telling you.
-Thank you.

Who are you, Sabrina?

I thought I told you that.

Well, you told me
you were going to
San Francisco on business,

but, well,
there must be more.

And I want to know
everything about you.

Well, after all,
you are eating my chicken.

Oh, well, in that case.

I'm 22.
I freckle in the sun.

I'm still afraid
of ghosts and goblins.

I'm sad when it rains...

and I love the sound of bells.

-[clinks]
-Even that.

"Even"?

Well, now,
what could possibly
sound better than that?

Nothing.
Nothing in the world.

Except, perhaps,
good fortune bells.

Don't happen to have
any on you, do you?

Good fortune bells?

My father brought some back
once from India.

And he said,
"When you find the right man,
hang on to him...

and hang these bells
from the porch of your house."

You know, I think
I like your father.

What was he,
a sea captain?

Importer. Ambassador.

Do I look like
an ambassador's daughter?

If you told me you were
the daughter of a king,
I'd believe you.

My father was a king...

in that he was
loving and kind.

He died when I was 11, and I
went to live with an uncle.

Who was not a king.

Who was not a king.

I left home
when I was only 14.

And I swore then
that someday

I was going to take
everything that life owed me.

Perhaps you should
be careful, Nick.
I may be dangerous.

Oh, I'll be careful.

I don't think you can be.

I don't think it's in
your makeup to be careful.

-No?
-I think that's why I enjoy
being with you so much.

[chuckling]

-No special girl for you?
-Oh, no. No.

But I'm beginning to think
my luck's gonna change.

It's funny.

You're so different
from your brothers.

Heath, still water
in a pond.

Jarrod,
style, elegance.

-But you? Impulsive.
-Oh?

The violence
of a summer storm
followed by a rainbow.

All right now.
That's enough about me.

What about you?

Who you got in San Francisco
waiting for you?

You've gotten all
the information from me
you're going to get.

A woman should have
some mystery.

No more questions.

Talkin' never told a man
what he wanted to know anyway.

Oh, Nick.

Here. I'll get that.

There you are.

Well, this time it really
is good-bye, Nick.

What?

I won't be seeing you again.

What are you
talking about?

I'm sorry.

Well, now, you just
can't shut a door,

and close me out of your life
without an explanation.

Please don't make me
explain, Nick.

Sabrina,
if there's something wrong,
I would like to know.

All right.

There was a man.

He was very kind to me
when I needed help.

I desperately needed
someone who would be kind.

Must I go on?

Yes.

I should have realized
that he was falling
in love with me,

but at first
I didn't care.

And then I found out
that he was a k*ller,

a wanted outlaw.

I saw the poster myself.

I had traded one hell
for another.

So you ran away.

Yes. He became
insanely jealous.

One night,
in a public restaurant,

he shot a man
just for talking to me.

That's when
I started running.

Why didn't you
go to the law?

I was afraid he'd k*ll me
for sure if I did that.

So you've been
running ever since.

For almost a year now.

But no matter where I go,
he rides in,

and it starts
all over again.

It would be the same here.

Sabrina, we could change
all that.

Nick, he swore
he'd k*ll me...

and any man
who touched me.

I can't risk that,
not with you.

So that's why you wanted
to make this good-bye.

Well, I can take care
of myself, Sabrina--

of both of us.

You don't know.

He's a cold-blooded,
savage k*ller.

He's a professional g*nman.
You don't know.

Well, I might,
if I knew his name.

-Jack Floyd.
-Jack Floyd.

Yes, he has a certain fame.

I didn't want you to know.

Sabrina.

You don't have to
run anymore.

Hang it all, Nick!
You just met this girl.

Now, you take this on
for Sabrina, and it's
just a matter of time.

You walk around
the corner some day,

and this Floyd
will be standing there
with a g*n in his hand.

Well, now, let's see.
What can I do?

I, uh, could buy her
a ticket to, uh...

the Gobi desert.

You hardheaded--

Let her go off again
by herself, couldn't I?

Heath,
tell him what you know
about this Jack Floyd.

Well, I've never crossed
trails with him in person,

but I know a few who did.

They're mostly dead.

You see what
we're talking about?
He's a pro, Nick.

Who knows how many notches
he's got on his g*n
legitimately?

Now, there's no sense
you two trying to cheer me up.

I've already
made up my mind.

Suppose you try and talk
some sense to him.

Do you know what you're
getting into, Nick?

Trouble. No more trouble
than you've gotten
yourself into.

After I made sure
it was worth the risk.

It's worth it.

She's really
that important to you?

Trouble and all, yes.

Oh, big trouble, Nick.

Mother, when did you ever
hear of a Barkley

running away
from a little fight?

[chuckling]

Don't worry about me.
I can take care of myself.

Just yesterday Preston
challenged me

to a sh**ting contest
right in the middle--

Yes, I heard about it.

You were lucky
you weren't arrested.

I won.

HEATH: You goin' somewhere?

Uh, yes, I have
a little date in town.

Oh? Well, I think we'll
just ride along with you.

Uh-uh. I don't need
any wet-nursin'.

What are you talking about?
We were gonna go in anyway.

-It's a free country,
isn't it?
-Uh-huh.

And I plan
to keep it that way.

He's a big boy now.

Isn't he?

♪ [whistling]

Miss Lynn in, please?

Well, I'm sorry.
She's not in.

But she said she'd
be back presently.

Oh.

Well, uh, I'll wait.

Not here.
At the hotel.

Room 110.

-Well, hello.
-[gasps]

Oh, Nick,
you startled me.

Oh, I'm sorry. I--

Well, I was just
waiting for you.

Oh. I had to send a wire
to San Francisco.

Oh, I see.

So, what brings you
to town?

Well, I could say I came
to town to get my horse shod,

but, uh--
Well, to tell you the truth,

I thought maybe you'd like
to see the valley by moonlight.

[chuckling]

Oh. I do have some things
to take care of, Nick.

Oh.

Well, uh--

But I'll tell you what--

Go and pick out
a nice, gentle horse for me
at the livery stable.

And-- And we will see
the valley by moonlight.

-When?
-In one hour. 10:00.

-In one hour.
I'll be there.
-Good.

♪ [whistling]

[door opens, closes]

Oh, Jack.

I thought you'd
never get here.

The man's a devil.
How'd he find you here?

How does he always
find me?

He looks, he finds,
he follows.

I should have k*lled him
in Willow Springs.

-I'll do it now.
-No.

I know a way.

I know a way
to get rid of him

and keep you out of it.

It's gotta be good--
foolproof.

It is.

It's your move.

-Jarrod?
-Hmm?

It's your move.

Oh.
[sighs]

Kind of quiet
without Nick around here,
isn't it?

Well, I can stand it.

Yeah, yeah,
so can I.

-Okay.
-Okay what?

-Okay, it's your move.
-But you haven't moved yet.

What do you mean?
I just did.

You put the checker back
in the same square.

Oh.

Well, I've had enough
for tonight anyway.

You going somewhere?

Into town.

That's funny.
I've had that same idea.

Let's go.

[knocking]

-Yeah?
-It's Sabrina Lynn.

Come on in.

Close the door.

-This is a switch.
-Yes, it is.

But I'm tired
of running from you.

I'm tired of hiding.

I'm tired
of the whole thing.

Do you know what I mean?

No, I don't think so.

-I'm tired of him.
-Meaning?

I stood by him
all this time.

I stood between
him and you.

I've shielded him.
I've protected him.

He's going to be
in town tonight.

He's going to meet me
at the livery stable
at 10:00.

-Ah, is this a trick?
-A trick?

The trick's been on me.

Do you know what he
told me tonight?

After almost a year
of living out of a suitcase

and meeting in the shadows,

do you know what
he told me?

He's met another woman.

Cheap little
dance hall floozy.

The only reason he came
to town tonight

was to collect the money
that I've been holding.

Well, I'm all through.
He's all yours.

-I don't believe that.
-I think you do.

How could I have ever
been afraid of you?

You be there at 10:00.

-Nick.
-Well, you're
right on time.

I do have some virtues.

Nick, look out.
It's him.

Get back.

So that's Jack Floyd.

Yes, that's him.

[crowd chattering]

Jarrod, would you take
Sabrina over to the hotel
for me, please?

-All right.
-No, I'm all right.

I think I'll just
lie down and rest.

Now, Sheriff, seems like
I just shot Jack Floyd.

He's still breathing.

Some of you men help me
get him to a doctor.

Not you, Nick.
You wait in my office.

And the rest of you,
go about your business.

Come on, Nick.

-Nick, I just heard.
-Mother, what are you
doing here?

-Are you all right?
-I'm fine. Fine.

Jarrod, why don't you
take Mother on home?

Soon as the sheriff
gets here, I'll be--

Victoria.

Well, how's Floyd?

He just died, Nick.

Well, that's that.

Not quite.
The man you shot
wasn't Jack Floyd.

Of course,
it was self-defense.
No question about that.

Couple of witnesses saw him
draw his g*n first.

What do you mean,
it wasn't Floyd?

His name was Pierce.
John Pierce.

He did a little talking
before he died.

It seems he'd been hunting
and trailing this Floyd
himself for some time

for k*lling his brother
in Arizona.

-He was lying!
-No, he had papers on him
to prove what he said.

Identification,
news clippings.

-But Sabrina said--
-What about Sabrina?

About Sabrina, it seems that
this Pierce was following her,

figuring she'd lead him
to Floyd sooner or later,

being she was
his girlfriend.

Oh, no. Now, that can't be.

Well, it fits
all the facts, Nick.

This Pierce
made a life's mission
seeking revenge on Floyd.

Now, I, uh, found this
on the body.

That's the real
Jack Floyd.

-No, it can't be.
-I know how you feel.

I'm not too happy
about it myself.

He was right
under my nose.

He came in
on this evening's stage.

The driver told me
that Sabrina met him.

Could happen to anybody,
Nick.

Let me buy you
a drink, Nick.

I don't want a drink.

I want to hear it from her

before I do anything
about this, Mother.

If it's true, I'm gonna
find Floyd,

and finish
Pierce's mission for him.

-No, no, Nick. No.
-I was set up for this.

Don't you see that,
Mother?

-I k*lled an innocent man.
-Let the law handle it.

It was self-defense,
no matter who he was.

He's just as dead
as if it had been m*rder.

And you'll be just as dead
from Floyd's b*llet.

-Miss Lynn-- Is she in?
-No, sir.

-Where is she?
-She checked out.

-Checked out?
Where'd she go?
-I don't know.

She just checked out.
Sorry.

What's the matter, Nick?

Looking for somebody, Joe.

I thought maybe she might
be on this stage.

There was a woman--
a Miss Lynn.

But she and some man
got off just this side
of the crossroads.

Said they had some horses
waiting or something.

A man? What'd he look like?

Tall, about your build.

Kind of a good-looking fella.

Crossroads, huh?

Something wrong, Nick?

No, Joe.
I'm sorry I bothered you.

Hyah!

[bells jingling]

[jingling continues]

[jingling]

[jingling continues]

[jingling]

[jingling]

[jingling]

[jingling]

Do you really
like it here?

Well, I've never had
a home of my own.

I haven't either,

not since I was
a little child.

I guess we oughta
send Nick Barkley
a thank-you note.

I'll write one tomorrow.

And Mr. Pierce--
I think he deserves
some flowers, hmm?

I think we do.

I'm gonna plant rose bushes
everywhere,

and you're gonna
plant alfalfa.

Alfalfa?

That's all fine,
but, uh,

what are we gonna do
for excitement?

We're gonna stay here

until people have forgotten
there ever was a Jack Floyd.

Well, I guess
we can figure out
a few things to do...

for a while.

It's what
I've always wanted.

Tell me that you
like it too.

It's fine, sugar.

Just fine.

I'll prove it too,

soon as I finish
my work.

[bells jingling]

[sighs]

I see you found a place
to hang your good
fortune bells.

[bells jingling]

Well, now,
you seem surprised.

-I can explain.
-I'll bet you can.

Nick, listen to me.

I listened to you before
and believed you.

It was a beautiful
setup, Sabrina.
A beautiful setup.

All right! I love him.
I'm not ashamed of it.

What are you going to do?

I'm gonna finish a job--
a mission, if you like-- for a
man named Pierce.

He had something
he wanted done, and I'm
gonna see that it's done.

But Jack didn't k*ll him.
You did. Jack is innocent.

That's not what they say
in Arizona and New Mexico.

Nick, please don't
do this to me.

Jack, it's Nick Barkley!

[gasps]

-Sabrina!
-Floyd!

[g*nsh*t]

SABRINA:
[sobs] Oh, no.

Oh, no!
[crying]

Oh! Oh!

Oh.

You spoiled everything.

[crying]

Why couldn't it
have been me?

You're not gonna be
that lucky, Sabrina.

You're gonna live.

[sobbing]

That about settles it,
Nick,

except for the reward,
and it's sizable, you know.

Give it
to Pierce's widow.

All right.
I'll see to it.

One thing, Steve.

I'd have brought him in
alive if I could have.

I know that, Nick.

Ah, go on.
Get out of here.

[bells jingling]

Whoa. h*.

Ah! Good day, sir.

I carry everything--
hats, vests,

fleece-lined mackinaws
for the winter.

Sure.
[chuckling]

Now is the time
to buy a mackinaw
at a good price.

Where'd you get
these bells?

Ah, they're nice,
aren't they?

I had a big ship bell before,

but it gave our Betty here
the staggers.

I got these from a house
that they were auctioning
up in Glen Valley.

Do you want them?

They've got a history,
you know.

-They come all the way from--
-India.

Right.
B-But that's not all.

They're supposed to
bring you good luck.

Right again.

Well, you can buy them
if you like.

I can see that you
appreciate them.

No, no, no.
Let's, uh--

Let's let old Betty here
enjoy 'em.

[jingling]

Come on. Come on.

♪ [theme]