01x20 - Death Wind

[bunniefuu]

All right.
That's it for today.

Fall in outside.

[ grunting ]

Break it up now!

Break off!

He jumped me.

He tried to k*ll me
with a pitchfork.

You know better than that,
Clancy.

It was the other way
around.

All right.

Back to your cells,
both of you.

Tom,
that's hard to believe.

Are you sure?

I'm sure now.

I don't understand.

Why would anyone here
try to k*ll you?

It's for the same reason
I was court-martialed.

I don't know.

All I know, Angela,
is the word's out.

I'm a dead man
right now.

The only thing
I don't know is when.

Oh, but there must be
something.

Why don't you go
see the commandant?

Sure. Through channels
that'll take a month.

I haven't got that long.

But you could ask
to see him.

Honey, even if I got to
see the Colonel,

even if he believed me,
what can he do?

He can't assign
a special guard

to nursemaid
ex-Sergeant Major Tom Cole.

It just doesn't work
that way.

Well, maybe
if I want to see.

No.
No, I don't want you k*lled too.

All I need is running room,
and you can help me get that.

Darling, you know
I'll do anything.

Good. Now listen,

anybody can break out
of a military prison,

the hard part is
to stay out.

The first place
the army looks for a man

is with his family.

So you've got to
drop out of sight too.

The minute you walk
out of you here

you stop being
Mrs. Cole.

Meet me in three weeks
in Laramie.

Be there with money
and a change of clothes for me.

Oh, yes, Tom.

Yes, I'll be there.

Please be careful.

I will.

I'll see you
next week.

All right, Sarge,
your time is up.

Sarge,
how do you do it?Do what?

Rate a good-looking women
like your wife.

Nothing to it.

You just pick 'em out
in the third grade

when they're too young
to know any better.

I guess you don't realize
just how lucky you are.

That's the best-looking thing

I've seen in the visiting room
for months.

You take a look at the bars
on that door

you'll see
how lucky I am.

A man like you
didn't have any business

getting mixed up
with a bunch

trying to rob an
army payroll train,

you had too much
to lose.

Yeah.

Knowing that now
doesn't help much, does it?

There's some of us
here at the prison

that figure you weren't in
very deep in that robbery,

not like the others
anyway.

Probably won't count
for much, but I'd like
to let you know that

we're going to try and
make it as easy for you
as we can.

Thanks.

I didn't know
I had any friends left.

That's good to know.

[ spits ]

That tastes like somebody
washed their socks in it.

Can I have a drink
out of your can?
Oh, sure.

Cistern here at the prison
ain't fit for a human.

You're all right,
soldier.

But you got some things
to learn about the duty

you're pulling
right now.

Huh?

Well, rule number one...

a prison guard has no friends
among the prisoners.

[ wind howling ]

All right.
Let them out.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Come on, boys.
Hey!

Whoo-hoo!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Watch that near leader, Ben!

He's going to get away
from you!

Whoa! Whoa!

Get it out of here,
you fellas!

Get it out of here.

He's got them
straightened out.

h*!

I thought you knew how
to handle a 4-up, Ben.

Oh, what do you expect
in this wind?

We thought you'd be
on your way back to Laramie.

There's a twister
coming.

I didn't believe 'em
when they told me in town,

wasn't a breath
of air stirring.

It might bypass us
but we can't take a chance.

We're gonna turn your team out
with the others.

Come on, Jess.

All right.
Settle down, folks.

This is it for now.

Thank you, Mr. Blake.

Surely, Sister.

We stay here just long enough
to change the horses?

Not today.

This is as far as we go.

No, I have to be
in Montana by Tuesday.

Well, then you better spread
your wings and start flying,

it's the only way.

The stage stays put.

For how long?

It ain't up to me.

As soon as this weather
makes up its mind

I'll get going,
not before.

Look, why don't we
effect a compromise?

We can take off
for a few miles,

if it gets really bad
we can turn back.

Now doesn't that make
good sense?

If I had good sense
I wouldn't be driving a stage.

The fact is this wooden box
don't roll so good

without horses,
and they've been turned loose.

You can see for yourself.

Would double fare
make any difference?

They haven't gone far,
you can still round them up.

Not a chance.

If a twister hits, I owe
those horses room to run in.

I don't want to be stubborn,
mister,

but I have to
get to Montana.

Now you
round up a team.

This stage is
leaving on schedule.

Mr. Blaney, you're making
a big mistake with--

He hit his head,
he's been hurt.

You can't just let him
lie here.

Sorry, but he was
handling that g*n

like he meant to use it.

Ben, help me
get him inside.

Sister,
you come with us.

You better take this
with you.

I wouldn't know
how to use it.

[ metallic clanking ]

Start driving iron, mister,
while I get the rope.

What's that?

We want this stage upright
when that wind comes.

Stake it done.

I'm afraid
I won't be much good

with one of these things.

Well, you will be
after you try it a few times.

Open that door.

Well, how do you
like that?

They didn't even
ask me.
Ask you what?

You know what--
get a sliver in the finger,

stub a toe,
it's me they run to.

But when there's
any importantdoctorin'--

Oh, Jonesy, there's
bound to be some things

that liniment
can't fix.

Well, maybe so,
but I don't know many of them.

Now where's
my screwdriver?

Right where it always is,
in your hip-pocket.

Oh, yeah.
Well, come on.

We got some more
shutters to fix.
Come on.

That stage
is way past due.

Something must have
happened.

Yeah, let's hope
it's serious.

Say, it would be nice
if our man got k*lled
in an accident.

Then we could collect
for doing nothing.

Never happen.
It's too easy.

Why, there's supposed to be
a twister around

somewhere, ain't there?

Maybe they'll
run into it.

Now look, we're getting
paid good for this k*lling.

Do you want in or out?

Oh, I was just talking.

No need to get
your feathers on in.

There's a stage stop

a couple of miles
back up the road.

More than likely
they decided to lay over

till this weather
settles down.

Let's ride in
and have a look.

I'm riding in,
you stay here.

If I'm wrong and that stage
is just late, you stop it.

Alone?

You won't be alone.

I'll be riding
right behind it.

I thought you were supposed
to be helping Jonesy.

The shutters are all up.

I just thought
I'd come out here

and see how Flash
was getting along.

I noticed he didn't run out
with the others.

Where did you
have him hid?

Out back.

You've got a right to get sore
if you want to, Slim.

Pa gave me one like him
when I was about your age.

I remember I could
hardly take three steps

without worrying
about that horse.

You're not going to make me
turn him loose, are you?

I know
how you feel, Andy,

but the colt will be a lot safer
up in the hills with his mom.

Well, I could take him
in with me.

He wouldn't take up much room,
and if a twister hit--

Now, we're not going to stop
putting horses up in the house.

Besides, if that twister hits
he wouldn't be much safer

in there than he would be
right here in the barn.

And that's not saying much.

There's nothing wrong
with the house, is there?

I mean, it would hold
if the twister came?

Probably.

All depends on
how close it comes.

Chances are it won't strike
within miles of here,

but if it hits us square,

there's going to be
plenty of k*lling

around for next winter.

Well, what about us?

We'll worry about that
when the time comes.

All I want you to do right now
is to turn Flash out,

then go inside
and help Jonesy.

[ horse neighing ]

Not much of a day
for traveling.

How's about
staying over here?

Sure could use
some food.

Go on inside,
my brother will fix you up.

Boy, your brother said
you could fix me up
with some food.

The stew's not ready yet,
mister.

But I can give you
some coffee.

Fair enough.

We'll eat in
about a half hour.

No hurry.

Anybody come in
on that stage?

You saw most of them
on your way in.

Most of them?
Where's the others?

There's a man
in Jess's room.
He got hurt.

A nurse is in there
taking care of him.

A nurse
looking after him, huh?

He must be
a special case.

Tom.
Tom, he's here.

He just rode in.
He's in the next room
talking to the boy.

How do you know
he's the one?

Because he's asking
questions about us.

Oh, Tom, what are we
going to do?

I don't know.

We can't stay here.

You know what'll happen
if we do.

What else is there,
Angela?

There's no place to hide,
I don't have a g*n anymore.

I'm in no shape
to run or fight.

But there has to be some way,
there's gotto be.

Honey, no matter
what happens to me, remember,

you're Sister Angela.

At least you'll be safe.

Don't ask me
to watch a man sh**t you

and not do something
about it. I can't, Tom.

Then do what Sister Angela
would do.

You can pray for me.

Oh, Tom.

[ door slams ]

Thanks for the help.

That's all right.
Forget it.

Let me see your hands.

They'll be all right,
thank you.

Look, if you've never handled
a sledge before...

you better rub
some of this on 'em.

Keeps the blisters
from swelling.

Well, thanks.

Haven't I seen you
someplace before?

I don't know,
that all depends on

where you've been.

Lately I've been
in Cheyenne.

Ever been in the army?

No.
Why?

Just wondering.

If you've got something
on your mind

why don't you ask me?

My name is Bradley Teague,
I live in Cheyenne.

I worked for
the Cattlemen's Bank there.

Right now, I'm carrying
some valuable papers

to the head cashier
at Rock Springs.

Oh, yes.

I go to church
every Sunday

and I play poker
every Thursday night.

Anything else
you want to know?

Well, I'm sorry,
Mr. Teague.

But when I see a man
carrying a Derringer

it just makes me wonder.

Oh.

I wouldn't know how to use it
if I had to, it's...

Well, it's just that
it's a company policy

that when you're carrying
valuables on the road

you have to carry a weapon
of some kind.

Yeah, well,
that make sense.

[ rafters creaking ]

Wish I could figure some way
of keeping this barn
from blowing down.

Well, right now
it's not your barn
that worries me.

[ door slams ]

Hey, kid,
what about it?

When do we eat
around here?

My name's Andy,

and we'll eat as soon as
I get the butter

from the spring house.

That's my horse,
mister.

Did I say
to turn him out?

He's better off
running with the horses

if this blow gets
any worse.

At least he'll stand
a chance out in the open.

I let them tie it up,
and that's the way I want him.

You're little mixed up,
aren't you?

I give the orders
around here.

Then maybe it's time somebody
broke you of the habit!

Because you and I are
going to round up
that horse of mine now.

Pick up that saddle
and move.

ANDY: Slim!

Aren't you coming in?

Go on inside
and I'll be in

as soon as we finish up
out here.

You handled that
just right.

Now let's get that horse.
Move.

Doggone saddle
slipped a foot.

Don't try it, T.T.

Liable to have to put a b*llet
in your back.

I wasn't doing anything,
Marshal,

just checking the reins.

Seems like you'd at least
trust me for that.

Like old lady Palmer
trusted you

before you k*lled her
and took her money.

I told you,
that was an accident.

Getting caught was.

You're just trying to
mix me up.

Now you quit
picking on me, Marshal.

I'm liable
to have an accident

before I get you
to Laramie.

Liable to accidentally
blow your head off.

Save the territory
the cost of a trial.

Now you sit straddle that horse
and behave yourself.

[ horse neighing ]

[ tree breaking ]

Ahh!

[ horse neighing ]

Maybe he's still alive.

Give me a hand.

Come on,
hurry it up.

[ horses neighing ]

Whoa!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Oh, I-I was going to
do some reading.

The light in here
isn't very good.

Sure. I just thought
I'd look in and see

how your patient
was doing.

Ohh.Sorry, I didn't mean to
startle you.

I thought your order
specialized in nursing, Sister.

Yes, we do.

My apologies.
This bandage isn't any good.

It'll have to come off.Leave it alone.

You want to chance
a hemorrhage?

If we leave this
on much longer

you won't have enough blood
left to fill a cup.

I know I'm not much
at bandaging.

You see, even though I do
belong to a nursing order

my work has been in hospital
administration.

Hm-mm.

Well, I'm no doctor
either.

But I don't think this will
give you too much trouble.

Your head will be plenty sore
for a few days,

that's about
the worst of it.

Don't miss again.

I wouldn't like to think
you're trying to stall me.

There,
that ought to do it.

You can start running
again anytime now.

Why should I
be running?

I don't know.

You were in an awful sweat
to keep moving, I noticed.

I bought a ticket
on the stage.

If I'd known this was
going to happen

I'd had bought
a horse instead.

And one
for the sister?

We're not together.

No?

Now, what gave me
the idea you were?

Do you always
make it a habit

of sticking
your nose

in other
people's business?

Normally I don't,
but I kind of think

you're
something special.

Maybe, it would be
better if you just left.

I'm sorry, this happens
to be my room.

I'm staying.

Look, I appreciate
your help.

But I do think Mr. Blaney
needs some rest now.

Perhaps you can come back
and talk some other time.

How much time
does he have?

You know, that cut
did more damage
than you think.

You hair isn't white,
it's black.

Some of the dye came off
along with the blood.

And you're no more
a sister than I am,

otherwise you'd know
better than to wear that
habit without a cross.

You've got it all figured out,
haven't you?

No, not quite.

They're still some
pieces missing.

You're married.

At a guess,
I'd say to him.

Now why don't you
both stop lying

and tell me
what's going on here?

You're wasting
your time.

Look, mister,

a hired g*n
rode in here a while ago

looking for somebody.

I don't know where
he is now, but he's around.

He can come through that door
any minute and you know it.

What difference
does it make to you

what happens to me?

Nobody's going
to stand by

and see a man
cut down by a hired g*n,

not if he can help it.

Now all I want are
some straight answers.

Whose side am I on?
Who are you?

And what's
this all about?

That's better,
now saddle him up.

[ horse neighing ]

Well, help me!

You needhelp.

Man, I'd purely
like to pull this trigger,

but I can still
use you.

Come on, get up!

There's my bet.

Raise.

How's this
for a poker face?

It scares me.

I'm out.

Well,
I see your raise.

And it'll cost you
ten more.

That's another thing
about this game,

it costs too much
to keep a feller honest.

Well, I call.

Three ladies.Three men.

Yeah.
Cheer up.
Your luck will change.

Not until
yours does.

[ knocking on the door ]

My, what a wind.

Marshal.
Mighty foul weather
for you to be out.

Come on in.

Ain't you
gonna deal?

Howdy.

Hope I ain't
breaking up the game.

That game is all over
as far as I'm concerned.

Oh, Andy,
bring the marshal

a plate of stew
and a cup of coffee.

Yes, sir.

And...

sit down.

My name is
Jonesy.

I help
run this place.

Name's
Littlefield.

Deputy Marshal
Bill Littlefield.

You here on business
or pleasure, Marshal?

I was just
passing through.

Horse went into
a ditch, broke a leg.

Had to sh**t him.

Oh,
that's too bad.

Make yourself
comfortable.

Ah, thank you,
son.

You're sure welcome,
Marshal.

Anything else
I can get you?

Nothing I can
think of offhand.

Anybody get some stew
around here?

Or is it just for
peace officers?

Gosh,
I'm sorry.

Take these into
Jess's room first.

I'll fix Ben's.

Okay.

Hey, that looks good,
Andy.

I was just about to ring
for room service.

Do you want me
to bring you some?

No, I'll be out
to the table in a minute.

Well,
what about it?

Am I going to get
those answers?

This doesn't
concern you.

Why don't you just
let it go at that?

Tom.

Tom,
let him help us.

You mean
lie to him?

No.
Yeah.

Then I tell him I escaped
from a military prison
by striking a guard.

I tell him
that's a hanging offense,

and anyone who helps me
stay at large

can go to prison
for 20 years.

I tell him
you're my wife

and I'd never have gotten
this far without your help.

What difference does it make
if it'll save your life?

Honey,
save my life for what,
the wrong end of a rope?

It might not even
get that far.

Whoever's paid
that hired g*n in there

might still beat the hangman.

His money can always
hire another k*ller.

Well, then lie,
or let me lie for you.

Angela, let's not lie
to ourselves.

We might as well
get used to it.

There's going to be a k*ller
after me as long as I live.

Oh, Tom.

And they were using
a peace officer's badge

for target practice
when I rode in that town.

Well, what
did you do?

JESS: Andy,
come here a minute.

I'll be
right back.

Something wrong
with the stew, Jess?

No, it's fine.

Where's Slim?

Last time I saw him
he was out in the pasture.

How long ago
was that?

Half hour ago,
maybe.

Do you want me
to go look for him?

No, you stay and keep
the marshal happy.

I'll take care
of it.

All right, tell your husband
who's out there.

All right,
I'll tell him.

There's a deputy
US marshal out there.

Yeah, that's the answer
I was waiting for.

You're
in the middle.

If the law doesn't get you,
that gunslinger will.

Is that why you're trying
to protect your wife?

Well, you don't have to
protect her from me.

Just give me
an answer.

That's about it.

Well, the choice
can't be too tough,

surrender
to the marshal.

At least you'll still be
alive when it's over.

Deputy marshals
are made by the dozen,

bounty hunters
living on rewards.

A prisoner k*lled
trying to escape

is worth as just
much as a live one.

Some marshals operate
that way. Only some.

Your best bet
is to take a chance.

Odds aren't
worth the risk.

Well, then you better
forget about the odds

because they sure
don't look like

they're gonna
get any better.

Slim!

Slim!

Slim!

[ door opens,
closes ]

The wind, it's getting
much worse.

Yeah, along with
everything else.

That g*nman that rode
in here a little while ago,

are you
afraid of him?

Depends on who
he's pointing his g*n at.

But you would k*ll him
if you had to, wouldn't you?

If I had to. Why?

Look, I-- I don't have
any money,

any jewelry,
anything of value,

but I'll pay you somehow,
I'll do anything

if you'll just
k*ll that man

before he kills
my husband.

You love your husband
very much, don't you?

He wouldn't be here,

he wouldn't be in all these
trouble if it weren't for me.

Well,
he's over 21.

He must have been
at least cooperative

about getting in this
mess, whatever it is.

Please, I'm
asking you for help.

You're asking me
to k*ll a man!

It's kind of important
to me to know why.

I already know one answer:

If I don't,
he'll k*ll your husband.

Well, that's not
good enough.

Now I came looking for
Slim. I better get at it.

Please, wait.

Won't you listen
to me a minute?

Believe me,

I didn't know
what he was doing

until it was almost
too late to stop it.

You tried?Yes.

Then how do you figure
this is your fault?

[ glass clatters on floor ]

Get my hammer
and nails, quick.

Jonesy, how can
the window break

when we've got
a storm shutter up?

Once this really
starts to blow,

it will take more than
shutters to keep it out.

But what are we going
to do when it does?

We'll head
for the root cellar

and hope
it doesn't blow away.

You see, Tom was
a career soldier,
a sergeant major.

Proud of himself
and his wife, too.

I don't know what kind of
a soldier your husband was,

but in wives he was
making out all right.

No, he wasn't.

Other men?

No, not the way
you mean it.

There was
one other man,

an officer.

See, Tom and I had been
married for less than a year.

Well, he thought he was going
to lose me to this captain.

He was wrong,
but he didn't know that.

And your husband
worked him over?

No, Tom is too good
a solder for that.

No, he felt
he could hold me

if he had some money,
a lot of money.

That's a good way
to get into trouble.

He tried gambling
and lost.

That's how he met
these men

who planned to rob
an army payroll train.

They had him
on the hook

for a lot of
gambling losses,

were pressuring him
pretty hard.

And you figure that's
a good enough excuse?

I didn't mean it
as one.

Now they were willing
to forget the debts

and pay him $5,000.

All he had to do
was give them information

that was available to him
as regimental sergeant.

Nice and neat.

Why didn't
it work?

The night
before the robbery

he came and told me
what was going on,

why he'd been
doing it.

So we went to see
his commanding officer.

Within a matter of hours
the whole g*ng

had been rounded up.

That is,
all except one of them.

And he knows
he'll never be safe

as long as your
husband's alive.

So it's not a very
pretty story, is it?

At least you know I'm just
as much to blame as he is.

Blame isn't
what matters now.

I'll see
what I can do to help,

but not on your terms.

It seems to me your
husband's due for a break

somewheres
along the line.

[ door closes ]

Slim!

Slim!

[ horse neighing ]

Hold it.

I got a little job
inside

and I want to make it
nice and clean.

Got some k*lling
to do, huh?

That's right.

You help me,
and that's all I'll do.

Otherwise I might do
a little sh**ting

I'm not getting
paid for.

Like your kid brother,
maybe.

Gimme one card.

Gosh, Slim, I'm
sure glad you're back.

The way Jess talked
I thought maybe

something might
have happened to you.

I'm all right,
Andy.

He was with me,
kid.

Nothing bad
could have happened

as long as he didn't try
anything foolish.

Guess who got in
while you were outside, Slim.

A US marshal.

A US marshal?That's right.

He's been telling me
about all the gunslingers

he's rounded up.

You can still pull out.
Your horse is ready.

And I'll see to it
you get a fair start.

No hurry.

Let's go in and pay
our respects to the marshal.

JONESY: Whoever said
a rabbit's foot

only cost 25 cents?

I'm through.

I'll stay.

Is this
your marshal?

Ha ha ha!
He's a real hard man.

Fight him,
Marshal!

Marshal,
you heard the boy.

Come on,
fight me.

You want him
to grow up thinking

anybody can push
a US marshal around?

He might turn out
bad, like you.

You know
who this marshal is?

He's a tin-horn crook
name Troy Tollard.

T.T.,
we call him.

Last time I saw him

he was swabbing out
a saloon in Lordsville.

Where did you
get the badge, T.T.?

I...I stole it!

You see?

Where'd you get the idea
of playing marshal?

Tom!

JONESY: Slim. The wind stopped.
Everything stopped.

Let's get moving.
You know what that
silence means.

Twister's heading this way.

The cellar's outside!
Run for it!

Where's Jess?

I don't know!

The root cellar!Where?

Over by the hill.

Hurry. Hurry!

Get away from
that horse, kid!

Kid, you get away!Hey, you--

[ g*nsh*t ]

You!
Put that g*n down.

Over there.

Look.

Come on,
Jonesy.

[ wind whistling ]

[ tornado grows louder ]

ANGELA: Our Father
who art in heaven,

hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come,

thy will be done on earth
as it is in heaven.

Give us this day
our daily bread,

and forgive us
our trespasses,

as we forgive those
who trespass against us.

[ tornado grows quieter ]

Twister must have
hopped right over us.

Get back!

Right about now
you better think

about saying
one for him, lady.

None of the rest
of you move.

The horses are gone.

You don't think you can
get away on foot, do you?

Folks will be too busy
digging out

for the next couple of days
to bother about me.

By the time they get around
to finding your bodies

I'll be long gone.

No, I'm--

I'm the one
you're after.

Let's get it over with,
only not here.

No, Tom, no!

Hush.
Hush, hush.

Hold her.

Come on,
let's earn your pay.No, Tom!

I don't want to see anybody
stick their head out,
understand?

You stay here.
I'll get him.

Slim, you can't!
You haven't even got a g*n!

Now you settle down,
Sherman.

I paid a lot of
good money

to see that man k*lled and
I want to see it done right.

I've got two b*ll*ts
in this little darling of mine.

I don't' much like
the idea of k*lling anyone,

but make no mistake,
if I have to, I will.

Now you get back there.

Go on, get back!

All right.

This'll do.

This as good
a place as any.

Let's get it
over with.

Look out behind you!

[ g*nsh*t ]

Tom.

Oh, Tom.

Well, at least the house
and the barn

are still standing.

Yeah, just about.

Jonesy was right,

twister hit the hill
and bounced right over us.

I just want to say,
I'm mighty grateful

to both of you
for every thing.

We're glad
we could help.

We're going back,
Jess.

Take our chance
with the army.

Well,
I figured you would.

You can take him
with you.

It might save
some explaining.

Yeah, I'll do that.

Thanks.

What did he mean,
they'll take their chances

with the army?

Too long a story,
Slim.

I got time.

Later.
Right now we got work to do.

Come on, Slim.
Push.

What do you think
I'm doing?

You're big enough
to eat hay.

Push harder.

Well, just get he pole
under there, will you?

JONESY: Give us a hand
over here, Slim.

That twister sure blew in
a strange lot of people.

None of them
turned out to be

what they seemed
to be.

I wouldn't
say that.

Now, you take dude-lookin'
fellow name Teague.

He seemed like
a real slick gambling man.

As far as
I'm concerned

that's exactly
what he was.

Why, that--

Took me
for two months' pay

while I was still waiting
for him to start cheating!

Over here, Andy.