04x02 - They Called Her Delilah

[bunniefuu]

-MAN: There she is!
-WOMAN: Where'd you get nerve
enough to come back?!

You don't belong here!
Get out! Get out now!

You traitor!
Stockton don't want you!

Go back where you came from,
you Delilah, you!

Get out of this town.
Go back where you belong.

We don't want you here,
do you hear?

-Traitor!
-Get out, do you hear?

We don't want you here.
Get out of our town!

Because you're not
gonna play with us.

So just go back
where you were, traitor.

-m*rder*r!
-We don't need you!
We don't want you!

Excuse me.

I'm Ross Parker.

This is my brother, Worth.

If you know
what's good for you,

get back on that train
right now.

Let go of me!

Let her go, Ross.
I said let her go.

You boys go on
about your business.

That goes for
the rest of you.

Thank you.

Forget it.

All right, break it up.
Come on, now.

-You're gonna take
the traitor's side?
-We won't let her stay here.

-The gaiety, please.
-Not in my hack!

[laughs] that'll show you
how we feel in this town!

Now you know
where you stand.

Get out of here, Saxon!

Confederate scum!

Get out of town,
you rebel traitor!

-Get out!
-Go back to the Rebs!

We don't want no part
of you or your singing.

[heckling continues]

get out of town.
Who needs you?

[knocking continues]

Julia Saxon.

How she can show
her face outside
the south is beyond me.

Where would you like
to have lunch, young lady?

Why do you suppose
she did it?

Did what?

Why do you suppose she came
to Stockton, of all places?

Does she think
we've forgotten what she did?

Are you interested
in lunch or not?

Jarrod, how can someone do that,
turn on their own people?

There've been spies
as long as there've
been wars, aura.

But she was born
and raised in the north.

She wasn't a spy;
she was a traitor.

Shall we make it
the Stockton house?

-The Stockton house?
-For lunch.

Fine. I'll just freshen up.

♪♪ [theme]

I wouldn't blame Miss Worth
or Ross if they ran

Miss Julia Saxon
out of town on a rail.

-Nick!
-Well, I wouldn't!

Neither would I.

You two are in somewhat
of a lynching mode tonight,
aren't you?

Mother, what if it had been
Nick or Heath or Jarrod--

But it wasn't.
It was Matt Parker,

so how can I answer that?

Now, I can understand
how Ross and Worth feel

about what happened
to their brother,

but on the other hand,

Julia Saxon has every right
to appear in Stockton.

NICK: Sure, she has,
if she's interested
in starting a riot.

Well, I wasn't here.
I didn't know Matt Parker.

The w*r's over. Why don't
people stop fighting it?

That's easy enough
to say, Heath,

but there's some things
people can't forget.

NICK: And shouldn't!

May I suggest
we drop the subject?

[sighs] If you'll all
excuse me, I 've gotta
get back to town.

Tonight?

Tonight.

Night, mother.

Good night.

He was mighty quiet.

Well, he was closer
to the Parker family
than any of us.

He and Matt were
in the army together.

Jarrod defended him
at his court martial.

Then he's got
just as much reason

to dislike Julia Saxon
as anybody else.

♪♪

[knocking]

Come in.

Evening, lass.

Good evening,
Mr. McGregor.

How do I look?

Fine, fine.

How's the house?

Sold out.

Oh, that's
wonderful.

I hope so.

You're worried.

Aye.

I've been
thinking, lass...

with so many people
feeling the way they do,

not that I 'm saying
they're right, mind,

but since they do,
maybe you should, uh...

Cancel my appearance.

Aye.

Oh. Uh, just tonight,
or... completely?

-Completely.
-No.

I'm only thinking
of you, lass.

Meaning you'll pay me
for the week even though
I don't appear?

Well, now, I could hardly
afford that, could I?

Well, I don't know,
Mr. McGregor,

but it doesn't really matter,

because we have a contract,
and I intend to hold you to it.

[knocking]

You're on.

Lass...

You cannot go on.

Those folk out there are
just here to make trouble.

I'm gonna cancel.

You do, and I 'll sue you

for every dime
you have in this world.

♪♪

♪ Once I walked

♪ The happy road

♪ Where sunshine warmed

♪ Each day

♪ Once I walked

♪ The happy road

♪ But I have lost

♪ My way

♪ Poor little sheep

♪ Fall fast asleep

♪ Dream that no more
need you roam ♪

♪ Dream some kind one

♪ Will hear you weep

♪ Show you how

♪ To go home

♪ So, kind one, find

♪ My happy road

♪ The answer's oh so clear

♪ My hand in yours

♪ To tell your heart

♪ My happy road

♪ Is here

♪ Poor little sheep

♪ Fall fast asleep

♪ Dream that no more

♪ Need you roam

Why don't you roam
out of here?

♪ Dream some kind one

♪ Will hear you weep

You don't know
what weeping is, woman.

♪ Show you how

Give me a tomato.

Why don't you go back
where you came from?

Don't you people know
she kills Stockton boys?

You must've been
pretty hungry to come

back here, so here's
some food for ya!

[clamor]

♪ My happy road

♪ The answer's oh so clear

-Lower the curtain, man!
-No, she's got it coming.

Here's one with love
from Matt Parker!

Animals! Animals!

Why'd you come back here, Julia?

You must've known
what to expect,

here in Stockton
or anywhere else you'd go.

Your name is probably
one of the most hated

there is in the north.

You should've stayed
where you belong.

And where do I belong?

In the south.

Seems to me you'd be
safe there, respected,

admired,
maybe even loved.

Why don't you go back?

No.

I have every right
to be here.

I'm not a criminal.

All I did was fight
for what I believe in.

-Fight?
-Call it anything you want to.
I'm not ashamed of what I did.

They've taken the south back
into the union...

why can't they take me?

Well, you can't go back
to that hotel tonight.

I'll take you back
to the ranch with me,

put you on a train
in the morning.

Jarrod...

don't shut me out.

Listen to me.

Talk to me.

I'll bring the buggy
around in back.

Jarrod.

I'll go to the ranch
with you tonight,

but I 'm not getting on
a train in the morning.

Why are we
stopping here?

I want to show
you something.

I didn't know.

He was shot.

Cleaning his revolver.

Some people say
it was an accident.

Some people say it wasn't
an accident at all.

And what do you think?

I know he didn't care
to go on living.

He tried to drink
himself to death.

Could be he just found
a faster way.

Are you blaming me?

Who should I blame?

Did you k*ll anyone
in the w*r, Jarrod?

Yes.

Does that make you a k*ller?

Are you to blame,
or was it the w*r?

That was different,
wasn't it, Julia?

The men I k*lled

knew who I was
and what I was.

You weren't
the enemy to Matt.

You were the girl
he was in love with.

And he wasn't
the only one, was he, Julia?

Two, four, six
and a pair.

That's eight.

Well, it looks
like I win.

What?

Let's see here,
you owe me...

$495,000.

[laughs]

One more game,
double or nothing.

All right,
it's your deal.

Well, well, well!

Last I heard
from you, Jarrod,

you were gonna work
all night.

-This is my brother, Nick.
-Howdy.

-This is Heath.
-How do you do?

-This is Julia Saxon.
-What?

What the devil
is she doing here?

I'm Jarrod 's mother,
miss Saxon. How do you do?

There was a little trouble
in town tonight.

I thought it would be better
if she spent the night here.

-What kind of trouble?
-I don't think we have
to discuss that now, Nick.

-Miss Saxon?
-Thank you.

Now, hang on.
How'd you get
tangled up with her?

-I don't care to talk
about it tonight.
-Well, I do!

-Easy, Nick.
-Easy nothing!

Woman's nothing
but trouble.

Matt Parker was
a friend of yours,
you know!

-I haven't forgotten.
-Then why did you
bring her here?

Because she couldn't go
to the hotel and there was
no place else for her to go.

It's as simple as that, Nick,
let it alone.

She'll be gone
in the morning.

I'll take care of the rig
for you, Jarrod.

Thanks, Heath.

Jarrod! Jarrod!

Didn't meet her
just tonight, did you?

You knew her before.

-That's right.
-When?

I met her in Washington
during the w*r.

Now, why didn't
you tell us?

I guess because
I figured it wasn't any
of your business, Nick.

Good night.

Good night, Jarrod.

[knocking]

Come in.

Don't be upset
with Nick.

I'm not.

Was it bad in town?

She was a fool
to come here.

She must've wanted
to see you very badly.

You know that's
the reason she's here,
don't you?

Why not San Francisco
or any number of towns?

Except for you.

She's very beautiful,

and I can understand
how easy it would be

for a man to fall
in love with her...

how difficult
it would be for him
to forget her.

I'd forgotten her.

Oh, no.
No, no, Jarrod.

You can't forget someone
you're running away from,

and that's what
you've been doing.

I'm glad she's here.

Now you can face it, face
whatever it is about her

you've been carrying
with you all these years.

Now you can decide
if what you feel toward her

is love or hate.

Perhaps it's neither one.

Good night, Jarrod.

We're not going
to Stockton.

No. I'm taking you
to grove junction.

You can catch a train
there for Sacramento.

-I won't.
I'm not going. I won't!
-Julia.

Now, take me
to Stockton.

Can't you see that you're
just asking for more trouble?

I'm not running away.

I'm not gonna spend
the rest of my life

hiding in the south.

Help me, Jarrod.

If you hate me so much,

why did you come in
the gaiety last night?

I don't hate you
anymore, Julia.

I did for a while,

after I found out what it
was you wanted from me.

I never wanted
anything from you.

It's true.

At first, yes.

All I wanted
was what information
I could get from you.

But after that night...

that night you told me
you loved me.

Remember?

I knew I loved you too.

I knew
I couldn't use you.

That's when you decided
to go after Matt.

It was my job.

He meant
nothing to me.

I loved you, Jarrod.

I still love you.

I would've come here
years ago,

but I was afraid.

Afraid...

you'd do
what you've done.

What'd you expect?

I'd just forgive
and forget?

Oh, no.

Not forgive...

perhaps not
even forget,

but to try
and understand.

I understand...

but I can't forget
he never would've met you
if it hadn't been for me.

You still want
to go to Stockton?

Yes.

All right.

Giddy up.

Hello, Fred.
Come on in.

What brings you
out our way?

-Trouble, Jarrod.
-Oh?

Tom McGregor's
been m*rder*d.

What?

Stabbed with a letter opener
from the desk in his office.

I've arrested
Julia Saxon.

McGregor 's stage manager,
Chet Staley,

said he heard Tom
and the Saxon woman arguing.

Arguing about what?

Well, it seems Tom
decided he'd had

about enough
after last night.

Told her he was gonna
cancel her appearance.

She demanded to be paid
anyway; he refused.

Staley said he heard
a scuffle.

He started for the office,
saw the Saxon woman run out.

He went into the office,
McGregor was dead.

[sighs]

Where'd you arrest Julia?

Up in her hotel room.
She was packing.

She say anything?

Only that she wouldn't
answer any questions

until she'd talked
to you.

Now, listen, Jarrod,
I want you to forget

for a minute
that I 'm a lawman.

I want to give you
some advice,

one good friend
to another.

By now, everybody in town
knows what's happened,

and they're
real heated up about it.

As far as they're concerned,
Julia Saxon is guilty as sin.

Now, if I was you,
I would get as far away

from that woman
as I could get!

Any lawyer who tries
to defend her

is gonna be dead
in this town...

maybe in more ways
than one.

[clamor]

Staley is lying.

You didn't argue
with McGregor?

I didn't even
speak to him.

I didn't have
the chance.

He was already dead
when I went into his office.

Then why'd
you run away?

Oh, I-- I heard
someone coming.

I thought it might
be the k*ller,

and I...
I just panicked.

When I got to the hotel,

I started thinking how people
in town feel about me.

I knew they'd say
I k*lled him

for one reason
or another,

so I decided to try
and get away

before McGregor's body
was found.

You don't believe me.

Give me one reason
why I should.

Lying was my business
once, wasn't it?

You were expert at it.

Fred!

Are you saying you're
not gonna help me?

I'll have
to think it over.

Now, you say you saw
miss Saxon enter the club

and go into McGregor's office
just as you were coming
from backstage, right?

Yeah.

How long would you
say it was, Staley,

between the time she came in
and the time she left?

Maybe ten minutes.

Ten minutes?

Not more than that.

Well, let's think
about that a minute.

I dropped her off in front
at five minutes after ten,

so ten minutes later
would make it 10:15,

when you saw her leave.
What'd you do then?

Well, I, uh,
I looked in there.

I saw Tom dead,
and I went for the sheriff.

Now, that's
very interesting, Staley.

The sheriff told me
it was past 10:45

when you got
to his office.

That's 30 minutes
between the time

you saw her leave
and the time you went
to the sheriff's office.

What'd you do
all that time?

I was trying
to help Tom.

Help him how?
He was dead.

I wasn't sure of that.

Then why didn't you go
for Doc Merar?

His office is
just down the street.

Look, I don't have
to answer your questions.

Oh, yes, you do,
Staley, either now

or at Julia Saxon 's trial.
Now, make up your mind.

You get out of here.

-What are you trying to hide?
-Get out!

All right, Staley.

I'll see you
at the trial.

Thank you, Fred.

Well. Have you
made up your mind?

Yes, I have.

You're going
to defend me?

That's right.

And to what do I owe
this honor,

the fact that you think
I'm innocent?

That's the only reason,
Julia.

And how did you
decide that?

Well...

for one thing,
I had a little talk
with Staley.

I'm convinced that he's
lying about something.

Are you sure
about that?

What do you mean?

I'm the expert
at lying, remember?

Julia, if you have
something to say,

why don't you
just say it?

All right.
Staley wasn't lying.

I k*lled McGregor.

So, what are you
gonna do now?

Or do you want time
to think about it again?

Why didn't you tell
me this before?

Oh... I was going to try
and bluff it through.

But I realized
you'd get the truth,

sooner or later.

You see, I don't
have as much faith

in my ability as
a liar as you have.

Suppose you just tell me
what happened.

Staley told you,
didn't he?

-He wasn't there.
-He heard the argument.

-He saw me run away.
-And that's all.

-Isn't that enough?
-Not for me!

-Are you still my lawyer?
-If I get your story.

-Answer me! Are you?
-Now you are lying.

-No!
-Oh, yes, you are.

-You didn't k*ll McGregor.
-I did!

Why don't you stop it!
This is no time for games

or some stupid little test
to see if I 'd defend you
even if you are guilty.

-Would you?
-No!

I'm sorry.

It was silly of me,
I suppose,

but I wanted you to help me
because of who I was...

not what I was.

Julia, you'd better settle
for what you can get.

This town was ready
to hang you before
you ever got here.

All they needed
was an excuse.

Believe me,
now they've got it.

Sheriff?

[clamor]

ROSS: You wait here.

Hello, Ross. Worth.

We want to talk
to you, Jarrod.

Friends of yours
out there?

Some of them
are your friends, too,

or they want
to be.

Why are you doing it,
Jarrod, defending that woman?

I'm a lawyer, Ross.

That's no reason.

Isn't it?

Lawyers turn down cases.

Nobody's making you
defend her.

That's true.

Well, then, why?

If I thought it was
any of your business, Worth,

I'd have consulted you
before I took the case.

As it is, you're right.

No one is making me
defend Julia Saxon.

No one is going to make me
not defend her, either.

And that's the way
it's gonna be?

It can be any way
you want it to be, Worth.

Now, listen, Jarrod.

Both of you listen.
Both of you.

Now, if you're going to
remind me that Matt

was a friend of me,
don't bother.

That has nothing to do
with Julia Saxon now.

How can you say that?!

Because she's charged
with the m*rder
of Tom McGregor,

and not anything
she did to Matt.

Nobody else around here
looks at it like that.

Then that's another reason
I'm going to defend her.

Jarrod, if you go through
with this,

you're done in this town.

Don't threaten me, Worth.

We're just delivering a message
from your friends in Stockton,
and you'd better listen.

Now, you Barkleys are big,
but the people here

can cut you down to size
if they're of a mind to.

Anything else?

That's it.

If you boys will excuse me,
it's late.

I've got a lot
of work to do.

-Wouldn't listen.
-Come on, let's have a drink.

You'll be lucky
to come out of this

with just a broken window,
you know.

And why? What for?

All right, maybe
she didn't k*ll McGregor.

Still no reason for you
to go around sticking
your neck out.

-Nick, somebody has to.
-Are you the only lawyer
in the world, Jarrod?

Why don't you bring
in someone from the outside,

like San Francisco
or Sacramento,

a man that doesn't have
to make his living

here in town
after that trial's over?

Audra.

I'd like to speak
to miss Saxon,

if I may, Sheriff.

Well, now, your brother
said I wasn't to let

anyone see her
without his say-so.

I don't think he meant
that to include me.

Well, perhaps he didn't.
All right.

You have a visitor.

Just call
when you're through.

Thank you.

What do you want?

I'd like you to do
something for me.

Well?

I'd like you to...

ask Jarrod to withdraw
from the case.

Do you realize
what will happen
if he defends you?

Win or lose,
he'll have made

an enemy
of everyone in town.

His law career will be
ruined in Stockton.

Does Jarrod
know you're here?

No.

I didn't think so.

I'm sorry, Miss Barkley,
I can't do what you ask.

You destroyed
Matt Parker,

and now you're going
to destroy Jarrod.

Don't tell me
you're worried
about insulting him

after the things
you've done.

I'm sorry.

I didn't come here
to say things like that.

Miss Barkley.

I don't want
to hurt Jarrod.

As hard as it may be
for you to believe,

I've never wanted
to hurt anyone,

not Jarrod or Matt

or any man who may have
suffered because of me.

Then why?

You... have to understand...

what it was like...

particularly in the early days
of the w*r.

People went back and forth
across the lines.

It was hard to believe
there was a w*r...

especially if you were
the kind of person I was.

What kind of person
were you?

Very young, very poor,

and very, very ambitious.

I didn't know what the w*r
was all about, not really.

I didn't know,
and I didn't care.

It just seemed stupid to me.

And then one day in Richmond...

a young confederate lieutenant

I knew invited me
to a cotillion.

It was in the most beautiful
home I 'd ever seen,

and I met people.

Rich, famous...

important people.

There were men there
who could make me a star.

What they asked in return
seemed so unimportant.

How could the bits and pieces
of information I might get

help them or...

or hurt anyone else?

By the time I knew better,
it was too late.

The w*r was almost over.

There was no turning back,

no undoing what I 'd done.

So I did
the next best thing.

I tried to lie to myself...

pretend that I worked
for what I believed in.

Now I can't even do
that anymore.

Have you told Jarrod this?

I never told anyone.

What would've been the point?

You may explain something.

It doesn't excuse anything,

and it doesn't
change a thing.

Sheriff?

Miss Barkley.

If you think
Jarrod will withdraw

if I ask him to, I will.

You're right.
He wouldn't.

And I won't
ask him to.

Thank you.

Evening, Jarrod.

Hello, Fred.

Working late
tonight?

Yeah.

I'll be glad
when this trial's over.

I think we all will.
Good night, Fred.

Good night.

[neighs]

Uhh!

[grunts]

How'd I get here?

The sheriff found you
this morning.

-Town livery stable.
-Who did it, Jarrod?

I don't know.
They wore masks.

Real brave boys.

Oh! I gotta get
out of here.

Not for a while yet,
I'm afraid.

I got a m*rder trial.

You can get
a postponement, Jarrod.

Oh, no, no, no.
It starts Monday.

This is laudanum.

He'll sleep now
for a while longer.

Come on.

Mind telling me
where we're going?

If Jarrod thinks
Julia Saxon 's innocent,

that's good enough
for me.

We've got a couple
of days to stop her
from being railroaded.

-What if the trial's postponed?
-It won't be,

-Not with old Judge Crawford
on the bench.
-Why?

Because he lost
a couple of sons
during the w*r.

Jarrod thinks that
Staley is lying
about something.

I think it best
we find out what.

Let's go.

Staley!

Staley!

Gonna wait for him
to show up right here.

Why don't you check
the stable?

All right.

Hiya, Heath.

We heard what happened
to Jarrod.

When? Before or after
it happened?

You don't think we had
anything to do with it!

Listen, we've been friends
with the Barkleys

since long before anybody
even heard about you.

So?

So, I 'll bet Nick
and Jarrod know better.

I don't know about Jarrod,
but Nick's right inside.

Why don't you ask him?

Ross.

What are you doing here?

Good afternoon,
Mr. Staley.

You, uh...

had a talk with my brother
the other day.

What about it?

Well, he, uh...

he got the distinct feeling
that, well,

you weren't telling
the whole truth.

Well, I just thought
I'd best stop by

to see if I got
the same feeling...

-You get out of here!
-You know something? I do.

-Get out!
-Even without talking
to you, I do.

You see, my brother
Jarrod's a lawyer,

and, well, he has to

more or less
mind his manners.

I mean, he could never,
uh, force you to talk,

but I don't have
to worry about that.

-Aah!
-You k*lled McGregor.

-No! No!
-You're lying.

Talk! Talk!

-Don't! Please!
-Talk!

Spit it out! Talk!

-Worth Parker k*lled him!
-Why?

They got into an argument
over Julia Saxon appearing here.

Worth told Tom
to get rid of her,

or the next time
she tried to sing,

he'd burn the place down.

Tom got mad.

He told Worth
to get out.

Worth started
shoving him around,

and they got into a fight
and Worth stabbed him.

You saw him?

Ross said him and his brother
would help me buy the place

if-- if I forgot
about it.

Just then we heard
Julia Saxon coming in,

and Worth got the idea
of putting the blame on her.

Come on. We're gonna
go see the sheriff.

ROSS: Nick!

You know what Worth did?

I know.

You're not gonna use
that g*n in here.

Folks would hear it.

[g*nsh*t]

You k*lled him!

For a miserable traitor
like Julia Saxon,

you k*lled him!

You all right, Nick?

Yeah, I 'm all right.

I'll get the sheriff.

JARROD: Julia.

I went by the hotel,
but you'd already left.

-Did you get my note?
-Yes, I got your note.

I guess there isn't anything
more to say, is there?

Where are you going, Julia?

Back to the South...

where you said I belong.

Why did you come, Jarrod?

I couldn't let you
leave without...

without telling you how much
I wish things could've
been different.

I wish things could've
been different, too.

-All aboard!
-Good-bye, Jarrod.

Good-bye, Julia.

[whistle blowing]

♪♪ [theme]