04x19 - Royal Road

[bunniefuu]

[girl talking excitedly]

I can't go back there!

Butterfield isn't a school,
it's a prison!

-Uh-huh.
-I won't go back there.

It's suffocating.
I can't breathe
in that awful place.

Laura, if you want to
go to a different school--

Oh, you know what I want!

Young lady, do you realize
that you're only sixteen
years old?

I'll be seventeen
next month!

All right, seventeen,

but that's still too young
to travel to Europe alone!

I'll tell you what,
I'll make a deal with you.

I'll let you go to Europe
the minute you graduate
from Butterfield.

In fact,
I'll not only let you go,

I will give you the biggest
bon voyage party

-Stockton has ever seen.
-Jarrod Barkley,

you know I don't graduate
for two years.

And that seems like
an eternity to you, I know,

but believe me, it isn't.

Now, Laura, I'm afraid
you're just going to
have to excuse me.

Honestly, Jarrod, you're just as
old-fashioned as father was!

It's no wonder he chose you
to be my guardian.

I am supposed to be
at the train station,
young lady,

to meet the 2:09
from Sacramento,
and I'm late already.

So I'm afraid we're
going to have to continue this
some other time.

Well, there's nothing
to continue, Jarrod.

I've made up my mind
I'm going to Europe,
and you can't stop me.

And what is it
you plan to use for money?

You're not serious.
Your mother's jewelry?

My jewelry.

-You're not going to sell that.
-Oh, yes, I am.

Mother left it to me,
it's not part of
father's estate,

so you have nothing
to say about it.

Now, wait a minute, Laura--

Laura, you come back here!

Laura! Laura!

Listen to me,

just calm down
and come back to the office.

Let me go!

Now, look. I'll tell you what.
You come to dinner tonight,

and I'll arrange time
for a little talk.

I'm not coming
to dinner tonight!

Tonight I'm going to be
on a train to New York
to catch a ship for Europe!

Now let me go!

I'm sorry, Highness,
I'm Eli Owens--

Welcome,
Your Highness.

This is indeed
a great honor for my--

our humble establishment.

-I'm Mrs. Owens.
-REVEREND: Jarrod!

Jarrod, we missed you
at the station.

Oh, well, I'm, uh,
I'm very sorry, Reverend,

a little matter came up.

No matter,
here you are.

May I present, Your Highness,
Jarrod Barkley?

-Mr. Barkley.
-Your Highness.

My aide, Captain Crawford.

-How do you do, sir?
-Captain.

The Barkleys are hosting
a fundraising party at their
home on Saturday evening.

That's very kind of you,
Mr. Barkley.

Oh, well, we certainly
feel that that's
the least we can do.

To my people
it is everything, Mr. Barkley.

After three years of drought,
millions of them are starving.

His Highness would be most
pleased if you could join us
for tea, Mr. Barkley.

Oh, well, uh, I would
like that very much,
Your Highness,

but unfortunately, I have
an urgent errand to run.

So, uh, until this evening?

-This evening?
-I've taken the liberty

of arranging for you to
have dinner at the Barkleys.

That is, if you have
no other plans.

Oh, no, we don't.
We'll be honored.

-Until then, Mr. Barkley.
-Good.

Well, if, uh...
you'll excuse me.

Right this way,
Your Highness.

♪♪ [theme]

[bell rings]

[whistle blows]

-Any luck?
-Well, it looks like you've
got trouble, Jarrod.

She isn't on that train,
I know that.

I went through every car.

Well, she didn't get
on the stage, either.

-What about her friends,
did you check 'em?
-Yep.

Every one of them said
if she's made up her mind
to go to Europe,

she's gonna
make it to Europe.

Oh, you wait till
I get my hands on
that little--

[laughs]

hey, wait a minute.

I wonder if she could have
ridden out to Fry's Junction
to catch that train there?

I don't know, but I'll
check it out for you.

And there's a legend
that India itself,

with all its beauty
and mystery,

was enticed from the sea
by the music of the sitar.

It's beautiful.

It's yours, Mrs. Barkley.

Oh, no, Your Highness,
I couldn't.

Please. I want you to have it
as a token of my appreciation

for your hospitality.

Well, all right.

On the condition that
you will play it for us later.

It will be my pleasure.

-Mrs. Barkley.
-Yes, Silas?

-Dinner is served.
-Shall we go in?

[loud knocking on door]

it's all right, Silas,
I'll get it.

Good evening, Jarrod.

Oh, I do hope I haven't
kept everyone waiting.

Well, Laura,
how nice you could come--
after all.

LAURA: Sounds as though
you weren't expecting me.

VICTORIA:
Oh, Jarrod did say you might
not be able to make it.

Now, what in the world
gave him that idea?

Your Highness, may I present
Jarrod's ward, Laura Hayden?

Oh, we've...met.

-Oh.
-Miss Hayden.

Well, I'll have Silas
set another place.

-May I, Miss Hayden?
-Thank you.

[prince singing in Hindi
and playing the sitar]

[singing in Hindi]

That was lovely.

Oh, just beautiful!

Is it a love song?

Yes. To my country.

My apologies for not having
something for you, Miss Hayden.

Had I known you were
going to be here--

Wait. Perhaps you will
allow me to give you this
at a memento,

which has been for me,
at least, a very enjoyable
evening.

Oh, no, I couldn't.

It's only an imitation.

CRAWFORD:
Yes, I'm afraid his Highness

had sold virtually
all of his jewelry

in order to raise money
to help alleviate
the suffering of his people.

Please accept it.

-Thank you.
-Your Highness,
it is getting late,

and we have
a busy schedule tomorrow.

Yes, I'm afraid
we must go.

Laura, I'll get
the buggy for you.

Jarrod, no,
that won't be necessary.

I'm sure Prince Ranjit
and Captain Crawford

would be glad to drop me by
my place on their way into town.

Uh, well,
of course.

Good evening, missy.

Wong, this is Prince Ranjit.

Oh, yes, I heard much
about young Prince.

I hope you find
your stay bountiful.

It will be.

May I prepare
some refreshment, yes?

Thank you,
but it's getting
kind of late.

Oh, tea will only take
a few minutes,

and you can ask your aide
to join us if you'd like.

It's a nice evening,
I don't think he'll be
uncomfortable waiting outside.

You have a beautiful home,
Miss Hayden.

Do you live here all alone?

When I'm not in school.

If you call having
a houseman and a cook,

a couple of maids,
a ranch foreman and twenty
ranch hands around all the time

"living alone."

Uh...

My mother and father
were k*lled

in a railroad accident
three years ago.

My sympathy, Miss Hayden.

Please, not "Miss Hayden."
call me Laura.

Only on one condition--
that you call me Ranjit.

All right.

Ranjit, I want
to do something...
for your people.

I'm going to give you...
ten thousand dollars.

-Ten thousand dollars?
-Mm-hmm.

Laura, that's
a great deal of money.

Well, I have
a great deal of money.

But I couldn't let you.

Please, Ranjit!

You made me
accept your ring.

Now I'm going to
make you take the money.

Good night, Mrs. Owens.

Good night, Neta.

Oh, Your Highness,
I do hope you had

a pleasant evening
at the Barkleys.

Very pleasant.
Aren't you coming, Captain?

Not yet, Your Highness.

I thought first
perhaps I'd have
a little nightcap.

If you don't mind.

No, not at all.
Good night.

-Good night, Your Highness.
-Good night.

Harry.

I beg your pardon?

-Harry Davis.
-Davis?

Don't you remember me?
Neta Yates. I knew you
in San Francisco.

You're obviously confusing me
with someone else.

But I could have sworn you--

Well, maybe I am. Sorry.

It's quite all right.

Quite all right.

Ten thousand dollars?!

Now, Jarrod,
it's not for me.

It's for Ranjit.

"Ranjit"?

Well, he asked me
to call him that.

It's a donation
to buy food for his people.

Well, you're going to
make a donation, aren't you?

Yes, but not
ten thousand dollars.

Well, Jarrod,
that's not much,

not when you have
as much money as I have.

Oh, please say yes.

I'll tell you what,
young lady,

I'll make a little
deal with you.

I'll authorize, say
five thousand dollars,

and that's on the condition
that you promise to go back
to school next fall

and that I don't hear
any more of this nonsense
about running off to Europe.

Father was very right
to pick you, Jarrod.

I give you my word.

Ah.

All right, I'll authorize
a draft for $5,000,

and you can donate it
at the reception on Saturday.

Oh, Jarrod!

I'll go tell Ranjit
right away!

You're seeing him today?

We're going riding!

Oh, thanks, Neta,
that sure looks good.

By the way,
how have you been?

Oh, fine. How have you been?

Well, I can't complain.

I hear there's gonna be
quite a shindig up at
your place Saturday night

for this Prince Ranjit Singh?

Yeah, yeah.
By the way,
you want to come?

Oh, what are you
talking about?

I'd be a fish out of water
rubbing elbows with those
people you're gonna have.

Oh, you know better than that.

Is something
bothering you, Neta?

Well, I don't know.

Maybe it's nothing,
but...

But what?

Look, you've been real good
to me since I hit town.

Your whole family has.

I told you I'd never
forget it, and I haven't.

So?

There's something
you oughta know
before that party.

-Last night I saw--
-MRS. OWENS: Neta!

Neta, I'm having the cook
prepare a special supper
for the prince.

You go to the store
and buy ten cents
worth of curry right away.

-The cook is waiting.
-Yes, Mrs. Owens.

Do hurry.

Heath, can you meet me
at my place after
I get off work tonight?

Sure, if it's important.

It is.

LAURA:
This is my favorite spot
on the whole ranch.

You must have
many beautiful places
to choose from.

You must be owning
most of the state!

[laughs] Oh, no.
Only 5,000 acres.

-Ranjit, I have
good news for you.
-Oh?

I talked to Jarrod
this morning about the money,

and...

well, he agreed to $5,000.

But he's going to
give me a bank draft

and I can give it
to you Saturday.

Is something wrong?

No, except, well,

I don't know how
I can show my appreciation.

But when I return home
to Amritsar,

I shall tell everyone
of your kindness.

Amritsar.

That's the city
of the Golden Temple

on the banks of the Indus.

I read all about it
in my geography book last night.

Must be a beautiful place.

Yes, it is. I wish I could
show it to you someday.

Perhaps someday you will.

[knocking on door]

Heath!

Good evening, Neta.

Hello, Harry.

Well, I didn't fool you
after all, did I?

No.

Well, I didn't think I did.

You know, I, uh,

I debated bluffing it through,

but I decided it might be wiser
to come and talk to you.

What do you want?

The question is,
what do you want?

Nothing from you.

Oh, now, come on.

That isn't the Neta I knew
in San Francisco.

Come on, what is it?

What is it?

People change.

Neta, I'm real glad
to hear you say that.

Real glad.

Because...

I've changed, too.

Then why are you
pretending to be someone
named Captain Crawford?

Listen, I'm going
straight, Neta--

I have been ever since
I saw you last.

I shipped out to India.

Took me ten years to become
the captain of my own ship.

I've changed, Neta,
more than my name.

I'm not Harry Davis anymore
in any way.

But Harry Davis is still
wanted for m*rder
in San Francisco.

That hasn't changed.

Neta...

Neta, please...

please, don't mess me up...

with the prince.

My job as his aide
is very important to me.

I'll bet it is.

He's here to raise money,

and the more money he raises,
the more you can steal from him.

If you steal from him,
it's the same thing

as stealing from people
who gave me a hand
when I needed help,

people who didn't care
who I was or what I'd been.

Now get out!

-You're gonna tell
your friends about me?
-Yes!

Ten years of my life, Neta,

washed out, just...
just like that.

I've heard your soft soap
before too, Harry.

Now get out!

[locks door]

Aah!

Neta? Neta!

Well, she may not have been
a pillar of society,

but she sure didn't
deserve this.

Now, what are you
doing here, anyway?

Well, I had lunch
at the hotel,

she said there was
something she wanted me
to know about

before the reception
mother's giving Saturday night.

She say what it was?

No.

How about the man you saw
running away from here?

Any idea who he is?

Well?

No.

[knock on door]

Well, Your Highness, this is
an unexpected pleasure.

-Come in.
-Thank you.

Please sit down.

Mr. Barkley,
my visit concerns Laura.

Yes?

Mr. Barkley, I would like
to ask your permission,
as Laura 's guardian,

to ask her to become my wife.

Your wife?

Yes.

Well, you realize,
Your Highness,

that Laura is still a child.

She's sixteen,
the same age as I.

You're both
still children.

Mr. Barkley,
perhaps in this country

you can afford to prolong
the childhood of your young,

but that's a luxury in which
we cannot indulge in India.

Your Highness--

So please understand
when I say I consider myself

as much a man at sixteen
as you are at your age.

I assumed my father's throne
when I was fourteen.

Whatever childhood I had left
ended there, I assure you.

I am responsible
for the welfare of
ten million people

in Punjab, Mr. Barkley.

And I feel that entitles me
to take my place as a man.

Very well, Your Highness,

I'm willing to concede
that you are mature
beyond your years.

But I'm afraid Laura isn't.

She's still very young
and extremely impressionable.

You think she's in love with me
because I am a prince.

Yes, I do.

So I'm afraid
I can't give Laura
my permission to marry you.

If for no other reason
than that her father's will
stipulates

that she forfeit his estate
if she should marry
before she's twenty-one.

What if she's
willing to do that?

I would hope
you wouldn't let her.

I can't promise that,
Mr. Barkley.

Good day.

[sighs]

Oh, there you are.

We're having lunch
with Reverend Hamilton.

He's invited some of
his minster friends
from around Stockton

to meet you.

I, uh...

saw you going into
Jarrod Barkley's office.

What were you doing there?

Oh, I wanted to
talk to him.

Oh? What about?

I asked you what about!

Oh, about Laura Hayden.

Laura Hayden?
What about her?

Oh, I asked Mr. Barkley
for permission to marry her.

You what?!

You must be
out of your mind.

She's in love with me!

Are you in love with her?

No.

Just interested
in her money, huh?

Yes.

[laughing]

That's the truth!

You're lying.
You are in love with her.

-No.
-Stop it.

You're not fooling me.

Sure, I've seen the way
you've looked at her.

You're gone on her.

What if I am?

What's the matter
with you?

Have you started believing
that you're really
Prince Ranjit Singh?

No.

Well, what were you
thinking of?

What did you think
you would do after
you married that girl?

Take her back to that hole
I pulled you out of
in Amritsar?

Oh, maybe you thought
that you would settle down
here in Stockton

and go on making people
believe that you
were a prince?

I don't know.

You don't know.

Well, now you know.

So you just forget it.

After the Barkley's party,
we take the money
and we move on.

Do you understand?

-Well?
-No.

-What?!
-I can't do it.

What in the world
has gotten into you?

These people are practically
begging for us to take
their money,

and all of a sudden--

It's not all of a sudden.

I've been wanting to quit
for a long time.

Well...

I didn't know that.

Well, boy,
you should have told me.

I was gonna tell you
after the last job.

And then you came out with
this "Prince Ranjit" idea.

Well, I thought
I could do it.

You can.

Yes, boy, you can.

Oh, look,
I know how you feel,

I was ready to
call it quits myself.

Until I hit on this idea

and I realized we could
pull out winners.

This isn't like
the Nickel and dime stuff
we've been working before, boy,

this is big.

This is big!

We can pull
thirty to forty thousand
out of this town.

And come to think of it,
the hayseeds will think

we're doing them a favor.

Sure, we're letting them think
they're doing something
for a suffering humanity.

It eases their conscience.

They feel good, we feel good,
everybody's happy, huh?

Come on, boy.
Just a few more days, and...

and you'll have
another idea,

and we'll go on
the way we have
for eight years.

I want to quit now.

You'll do as you're told.

Is that clear?

Yes.

That's a good boy.

That's a good boy.

We can finish
addressing these invitations
later if you'd like.

No, we'd better
finish them now.

Are you sure Jarrod's
going to be home for lunch?

That's what he said
when he left here this morning.

Why? Something special
you wanted to see him about?

No. I was just wondering.

Isn't it warm today?

I hadn't noticed.

Perhaps you'd like
a nice glass of ice tea, hmm?

-Thank you.
-[door opens, closes]

-JARROD: Laura!
-In here.

Ah, there you are.

I stopped by your house.
Wong said you'd be here.

Did Ranjit talk to you?

He did.

And you said no...
didn't you?

How did you guess?

Oh, I knew you would.

I told Ranjit--
I told Ranjit
it's no use even asking you.

Now, you listen to me.

You are not in love with him.

You haven't got the slightest
idea what love is all about.

If you're going to give me that
"you're just a child" speech,

you can save your breath.

You know, I don't have to have
your permission to marry Ranjit.

That's right.
But may I remind you

your father's will provides
that if you marry before
you're twenty-one,

you forfeit his estate.

He had no right
to put that in his will!

He did it for
your protection.

I must say
I give him credit.

He obviously knew you
a lot better than
I thought he did.

Jarrod, please.

I do love Ranjit,
I really do.

I know I'm young--

Laura...

Laura, I doubt very much
whether youth makes
much difference in your case.

What do you mean?

I mean I wonder
if you'll ever really
know anything about love.

I wonder if anyone
as selfish as you are
ever could,

no matter how old she gets.

Selfish?

I had to beg you
to let me give Ranjit $5,000,

and you call me selfish.

That's right.

Laura, you want to
give him that money
to impress him.

The fact that it might
feed a lot of hungry people
doesn't mean a thing to you.

I hate you!

-[crying]
-Laura!

-Laura!
-Let her go, Jarrod,
let her go.

-She'll cry it out.
-But I can't tell
what she might do.

There's nothing you can do
to prevent it.

Unless, of course,
you'd like to lock her
in her room until she's 21.

[sighs] well,
I suppose you're right.

I tell you, I don't know
what's going to happen
to that girl.

Same thing that happens
with all children...
they grow up.

-Yes, but in the meantime--
-In the meantime,
you do the best you can.

Not necessarily.

I could ask Judge Hartman
to appoint somebody else
her guardian.

No, no, Jarrod,
that you cannot do.

-I didn't ask for the job.
-But you didn't refuse it.

Now, Jarrod,
your Laura's father,

or the closest thing
there is to one.

And being a parent
is one responsibility
you can't walk away from.

Come on, let's have some lunch.
You'll feel better.

RANJIT: Laura, I can't let you
give up your father's estate.

LAURA:
But I want to give it up!

Oh, Ranjit, we could
go to San Francisco.

-I could sell my jewelry there.
-Jewelry?

Mm-hmm. It's worth
a lot of money.

Almost $20,000.

-I could go home and--
-No!

But why?

Laura, it's such
a big step for you.

I want you to be sure.

Oh, I am sure.

Think about it.

I couldn't leave Stockton
before the Barkleys' party.

We can decide
after Saturday night.

All right.

Okay, I've got to go.

Miss Hayden!

-How nice to see you again.
-Thank you.

Laura was just leaving.

-Oh, must you go?
-Yes.

It was nice seeing you again,
Captain Crawford.

-Thank you.
-Bye-bye.

-Laura just stopped by to--
-I know why she stopped by.

So...

Miss Hayden has
$20,000 worth of jewelry
at home, huh?

She's giving us $5,000
Saturday night.

Isn't that enough?

What's the matter with you?

I know what you're thinking--
you might as well forget it.

All right, boy,
it's forgotten.

-You busy?
-Not especially.

Come on in.

If you got a minute
I'd like to talk to you.

Sure.
What about?

Well, about last night.

You know, I told the sheriff
I didn't have any idea
who the man I saw

running away from
Neta's place was.

That was the truth,
wasn't it?

Well, it was and it wasn't.

When I saw that man
running away,

for a minute
I thought it was...

the prince's aide.

Crawford?

What possible connection
could there be between
Crawford and Neta?

I don't know.

That's why I didn't
say anything to the sheriff,
or to you.

Because if it turned out
that I was wrong,

it could be pretty embarrassing
for everybody.

You're right, it would be.

But when we get
right down to it,

we don't really know
anything about Mr. Crawford.

Except for what
Reverend Hamilton's told us.

How much does he know?

Not that much, really.

He and Crawford exchanged
a couple of letters

when he found out from
a medical missionary in India

that Crawford and the prince
were coming to this country

on a fundraising tour,
that's all.

That sounds legitimate
enough, I guess.

But I still can't
get it out of my head
that it was Crawford.

I don't see that
you have much choice, Heath.

You'll have to
go to the sheriff.

If there's anything wrong
with Mr. Crawford,

we'd better find it out
right now,

before this town hands
a lot of money over
to the prince.

[knock on door]

Captain Crawford?
I'm Sheriff Madden.

Won't you come in,
Sheriff?

His Highness is resting
at the moment,

but I'll be glad
to tell him you're here.

No, Captain,
it's you I came to see.

Oh.

Well, won't you sit down?

Thank you.

What...

what is it I can do
for you, Sheriff?

Well, this may be
a little bit awkward,

but I'd like to ask you
about last night.

What about last night?

A woman named Neta Yates
who worked here

as a waitress in the hotel
was found m*rder*d.

Oh, yes.
Yes, I heard.

What about it?

Well, someone saw a man
running away from Neta's house

shortly after the m*rder,
and he thinks it was you.

What?!

What is this, Sheriff,
some kind of a joke?

Well, it may
very well be,

but I'd still have to
ask you some questions.

You understand that.

Of course.

Of course, Sheriff.

What is it you want to know?

How long have you been
the prince's aide?

About ten years now.

And before that
you were captain
of a steamer.

That's right.
The Star of India.

Yeah, I know the ship well.
Used to put in to San Francisco.

Not while I was captain,
Sheriff.

We only sailed from
Southampton to Bombay.

Now, may I ask what it is
you're getting at?

Neta Yates was from
San Francisco,

and at one point or another
she probably worked every
saloon on the waterfront.

I see.

Then you're wondering if
I might have known her there.

Uh-huh.

The answer, Sheriff,
is no, I did not know her
in San Francisco,

because I was never
in that city

until the prince and I
arrived there from Calcutta
to start this tour.

Well, I didn't think there was
an American seaman alive

who hadn't put in to
San Francisco at one point
or another.

Sheriff, are you
calling me a liar?

No, Captain,
I'm merely suggesting that--

I said I would cooperate,
but I'm not going to submit
to a cross examination

in which my honesty
is obviously in question.

You know, if the prince
knew about this...

Oh, he could make trouble
for me, is that what you
were going to say?

He could, Sheriff.
He could indeed,

a great deal of trouble.

Now, I'm willing
to drop this right here,

because the whole thing
is just too preposterous
to discuss any further.

All right, Captain.

Sorry I bothered you.

-Just one thing
I'm curious about.
-What's that?

Why haven't you asked about
the man who thinks he saw you
last night?

Well, why should I?

Oh, no reason.

Unless you just don't care or...

you already know.

I heard you talking
to someone.

Well, it looks as if
you're going to get your wish
after all.

My wish?

We're gonna have to leave
the lambs in this town unshorn.

What?

That was the sheriff
I was talking to.

What did he want?

I, uh...

I suppose you've heard
that a woman was m*rder*d
in town here last night.

What about it?

I knew her...

in San Francisco,
ten years ago.

She saw me in the lobby
night before last.

She recognized me.

And you...k*lled her?

Well, she didn't
leave me any choice.

Heath Barkley saw me
running from the house.

That's what the sheriff
wanted to talk to me about.

You k*lled a woman just--

Don't you turn your back
on me!

Not after all
I've done for you.

Have you forgotten
who you were

and what you were
when I picked you up?

Why, you'd never eaten
anything but slop!

You'd never even
slept in a bed!

Where do you think you'd be now
if I hadn't taken you in?

Dead.

That's right.
And don't you forget it.

Now, that jewelry that
Laura Hayden was talking about--

We're gonna need it
for traveling money.

-No.
-Shut up.

-I can't do it!
-Shut up and listen to me!

I want
Laura Hayden's jewelry,

and you're going to
help me get it.

Because if you don't
and I'm arrested
for Neta Yates' m*rder,

I'm gonna make sure
you're sitting in that cell
right next to me,

waiting for the rope
right along with me.

Do I make myself clear?

[Laura playing
random notes on piano]

[knock on door]

Wong!

Wong, I'll get it.

Ranjit! Come in.

Good evening,
Miss Hayden.

Oh. Captain Crawford.

May we speak to you,
Laura?

Well, of course.
Come in.

I told Captain Crawford
why you came to the hotel
this afternoon.

-Oh.
-Yes, yes, Miss Hayden,

it's a great sacrifice
you'll be making,

giving up all this.

But obviously that's...
that's what you want.

-So I'm willing to help you
and the prince.
-Help us how?

I know a ship in San Francisco
that's sailing for Calcutta
tomorrow.

-Tomorrow?
-If you leave now,

you and the prince
can be on it

before Mr. Barkley can
make a move to stop you.

But what about the party at
the Barkleys' Saturday night?

Uh, Laura,
if we're going to get married,
we have to leave now.

And give up the money
you need to buy food for--

Miss Hayden, the prince has
just received an urgent message
from Amritsar

which demands that he leave
for home immediately.

No. I don't believe you.

-You wouldn't leave without--
-Laura! Laura, I'll explain
it all later.

Well, explain it now!

Miss Hayden,
there just isn't time.

Now, where is the jewelry
you told Ranjit about?

The jewel--

Oh.

No!

Give me that jewelry,
Miss Hayden!

-Ranjit!
-Laura, give it to him!

Give me that jewelry!

-Ohh!
-Laura!

Laura,
are you all right?

Stay away from me!

Here, take this.

-What are you doing?!
-Just making sure

that she doesn't run
for the sheriff right away.

We're taking her with us.
Come on!

That's a lot of country
up there.

Bret, I think
our best chance

to pick up their trail
from here is to split up.

Yeah,
I think you're right.

We'll meet at g*n sight.

All right,
we're gonna stop here

a few minutes
and rest the horses.

Laura...

Laura, I'm sorry.

You're sorry?

You lie and you cheat
and steal...

and you say
you're sorry?

[laughs bitterly]

How can you be?

You're nothing but a...
an animal.

Maybe you're right, Laura.

That's what I was
when Crawford found me
in the streets of Amritsar.

Just an animal, fighting
all the other animals

for enough garbage
to keep from starving.

Crawford wanted a boy
to use in a confidence game
he was working.

And I was lucky--
he picked me.

He fed me,
bought me decent clothes.

Even sent me to school run
by some British missionaries.

In return, I helped him steal.

But I wasn't hungry anymore.

I was nearly ten years old,

and for the first time
in my life I wasn't hungry.

I can't forget that, Laura.

I want to, but I can't.

You could if you
really wanted to.

You could if you were
half the person
you pretended to be...

that person that
I fell in love with.

You fell in love with
Prince Ranjit Singh.

No. I know that's
what you believe,

you and Jarrod
and everybody else...

but it wasn't true.

It just wasn't true.

Jarrod!

Jarrod!

Help him!

Get on your feet!

Stop it!

What are you
going to do to him?

I'm not gonna do a thing.
Not a thing.

I'm just gonna leave him here.

No! You can't
leave him out here--
he'll die!

I'm going to stay with him!

All right,
you do that...

and you'll watch him die
right now.

I've got very little
time to lose.

[sobs]

All right, let's go.

I said let's go.

You heard me.

I can't leave a man
out there to die.

You take the jewelry
and go on.

Laura and I are
gonna stay here.

So this is
the thanks I get, huh?

I have to stop thanking you
sometime.

I'm not going.

All right. All right,
I don't care what you do.

Go back to Amritsar, starve
with the rest of your people.

That girl's going with me.
I need her for a hostage.

She's staying.

Look, boy,
I don't want to hurt you,
but I will!

You're gonna have to.

No! No, Ranjit.

I'm going with him.

Good-bye, you little fool.

[shouts]

Jarrod!

I'm all right.

Who are you?

Nobody.
Nobody, Mr. Barkley.

What's your name?

Jahan.

Just... Jahan.

Well, you're wrong,
Jahan.

It's Prince Ranjit Singh
who was nobody.

[door slams]

Aha! Jarrod, I want to
have a talk with you.

-Hello, Laura.
-What is the meaning of this?

-Of what?
-This!

"Fraudulent prince
pleads guilty."

-Oh.
-I thought you were
going to defend Jahan.

-Well, I am.
-By having him plead guilty?

-Don't--
-Now, Laura.

Jahan and I discussed it,
and he agreed it was
the best thing to do.

Well, I'm not going to let him.

I'm going to get him a lawyer
who will really defend him.

Well, just remember,
young lady,
lawyers cost money.

But I'm forgetting,
aren't I, that you always
have your mother's jewelry.

That's right.
And I can use it.

Oh, Jarrod,
how can you do this?

How can you send Jahan
to prison without a fight
after he saved your life?

Does it say somewhere in there
that he's going to prison?

But he will
if he pleads guilty.

Maybe.

And maybe he'll be released
on probation

if someone will assume
responsibility for him.

And somebody has.

Jahan!

Why aren't you in jail?

Because the district attorney
and the judge and I

had a little conference

and agreed that
he should be released--

into my custody.

He's gonna be working
for us for a while.

-Quite a while, I'd say.
-Really?

I imagine Nick and Heath
can make a pretty good
ranch hand out of him

by the time you...
get back from school
next summer.

School?

School.

Well, Jarrod,

I've been meaning to have
another little talk with you
about that.

Uh-huh. Jahan?

School, Laura.

[laughing]

♪♪ [theme]