01x28 - Saddle and Spur

[bunniefuu]

[ crickets chirping ]

[ g*nsh*t ]

You both got changes of socks
and underwear in those bedrolls?

Yep.

Did you pack some coffee
and matches?

Yeah, we packed coffee
and matches.

Take care of yourselves.

Well, how long do you figure
to be gone?

Just long enough
to sell those cattle

and get a decent
price for them.

Why,
that could take months

the way beef's
selling right now.

If there's a market, Jonesy,
we'll find it.

So long, Andy.

What's the matter
with you two?

Forget how to smile?

Gosh, I wish I could
have gone with them.

That's no fun trip they're on,
Andy, besides I need you here.

JESS: Well, there's
no point in staying here.

It's just another
trail town.

Everybody in it probably has
the same problems we do.

SLIM: Well,
we got enough money

for meals
and a bed tonight.

I think we've earned it.

I don't mind
sleeping outside.

And you don't mind
having jackrabbit and venison

three times a day either,
I suppose.

Well, I figure
the worst that can happen is

I'll grow antlers,
or ears a foot long.

Oh, that settles it.

I can hardly stand
to look at you
the way you are.

Come on.

Good evening.

- Evening.
- Evening.

Kind of quiet
for a trail town, eh?

It's not always this quiet,
had a funeral this afternoon,

buried the sheriff.

That's too bad.
Natural causes?

Down here, b*ll*ts are getting
to be the natural cause.

Gunned down, huh?

Right in the back.

He was missing
for a couple of weeks,

they just found him today.

You, uh, you boys
want a drink?

No, I guess not.

What's for supper?

Steak and potatoes.

Good.
Bring it on.

I'm hungry enough to eat
a coyote tail first.

Good evening.

You boys want
something to eat?

No, thanks.
I am not very hungry.

Just bring me some coffee.

Yeah, same for me.

Well, he was a good man,
big enough to wear a badge.

It's gonna be hard
to replace him.

How hard?

More than likely
you mean impossible.

[ chuckles ]

Easy, Mr. Mayor.

You go up against him,
you'll need a g*n.

I'm not
in any real danger,

not unless I turn my back
like the sheriff did.

You ever seen it
to fail?

Anytime a lawman
gets himself shot,

he's automatically a hero.

Go easy, Trask.

Don't cause any trouble.

Who's causing trouble?

I'm just saying
what's on my mind.

Man's entitled, isn't he?

Yeah, it's a funny thing.

A sheriff can be as crooked
as a snake while he's alive,

but the minute
he's buried,

nobody can wait
to make a saint out of him.

Things have sure changed
a lot in this town.

Few months ago, no one would
be sitting around here quietly

listening to this kind of talk,
lying about a dead man.

You know, a man never
can tell about his hearing,

when it might
go bad on him.

Sometimes it happens...

[ snaps fingers ]
...just like that.

I could have sworn I just heard
somebody call me a liar,

but I must be mistaken.

Nobody called me that,
now did they?

Your hearing is just fine,
Trask.

And in case there's any doubt
in your mind, you're a liar.

The sheriff--

Trask, if you want
any satisfaction from me,

just take off those g*ns.

I've got a better idea,
Mr. Mayor.

Pick it up.

Folks are always saying

how you got more guts
than will hang on a fence.

Now is your chance
to prove it.

Go ahead.

Pick it up.

Oh, boy.
I'm sorry.

The next time I see you,
I might cut loose, Mr. Mayor.

So if I was you,
I'd start carrying a g*n

night and day
from now on.

All right,
let's have it.

Sure.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

[ groans ]

Gentlemen,
I'd like to tell you--

Don't go looking to us
to pay for any damages.

We didn't start this.

I... My name is
Earl Durban, gentlemen.

I'm mayor of this town.

There won't be
any damages.

In fact, the whole town
owes you both a vote of thanks.

I'm Slim Sherman.
This is Jess Harper.

Both from Laramie.

How do you do?

Let me see, the whole
town council is assembled,

I'm calling an emergency
meeting right now.

Under the circumstances,
gentlemen,

I'd sure appreciate it
if you'd join us.

We just came here to eat,
we're leaving.

Oh, no, gentlemen,
this will only take a moment.

Mr. Franklin will serve
your meals right afterwards.

In fact,
the township will be

only too happy
to pick up the tab.

I'm glad we don't have to earn
all our meals like this.

There must be
an easier way.

Come on.

[ chattering ]

Now will you take these two
chairs, gentlemen?

This is Emmett Bishop.

How do you do?

Mr. Clark.

Mr. Franklin,
you've already met.

Mr. Watkins
Mr. Humphrey.

They're ranchers
like myself.

Now I haven't discussed this
with the council as yet,

but I'm sure
they'll agree with me

that Agate needs
law officers desperately.

- Excuse me, Mr. Mayor.
May I interrupt?
- Well, certainly.

I'm sure you understand
there's nothing personal

in what I'm going to say.

Indebted as we are to these men,
we don't know them.

Mr. Bishop, we've seen
these men in action.

Now there can be no doubt
in any of our minds

that they're exactly
what this town needs.

Now wait a minute,
gentlemen.

We're cattlemen,
not lawmen.

We were just passing through
on our way east

to look for a cattle market.

You won't find one.
I can tell you that.

We've all tried.

Well, that's not exactly
good news,

but we'll just have
to keep trying ourselves.

As far as putting on a badge,
we've done that before, too,

and we didn't like it.

We have a range w*r
on our hands.

And whether the council
agrees with me or not,

as mayor of Agate,

I'm authorized
to appoint town marshals.

Now I offer you each
$100 a month apiece,

plus room and board.

We haven't seen that much money
in a long time, Slim.

I know, Jess.

Well, let's just think about it
anyway, while we're eating.

Well, that's fair enough.

I'll bring your steaks
in here.

Would you care
for some more pie?

Hmm.
Not for me.

This is fine.

You know, there's one thing
I can't get through my mind.

Why would anyone start
a range w*r in times like these?

It's the best time
if you have the money,

and the Diamond B has it.

It's the biggest ranch
in this area.

And Terry Blake,
who owns it,

is taking advantage
of the bad times

to run us small ranchers
out of business.

Who do you think's
paying Trask and his bunch?

That's just
what I was gonna ask.

Terry Blake's outfit
is bigger

than all our ranches
put together.

She's fenced her range,

swore that she would sh**t
anyone crossing her ground.

This Terry Blake
is a woman?

Her father was k*lled
not so long ago in a stampede.

She accused her neighbors
of being to blame.

Now she's also
accusing them of rustling.

Well, gentlemen, it sounds like
you've got a real problem.

Jess and I would like to help,
but we can't.

I'll tell you what,

if you two can clean this up
within a month,

we'll give you
a $25 bonus.

Why not, Slim?

We haven't got anything to do
for at least a month.

It's a good way to pick up
some extra wages.

No, not for me, Jess.

You can stay if you want.

No.

Anybody shoots me
I want to be sure

you're around
to carry me home.

Sorry, Mayor.

Gentlemen,
thanks for the offer.

Seeing as we didn't
take you up on it,

I'd like to pay
for the meal.

It was mighty good.

No, Mr. Sherman,
I'll take care of it.

Thanks.

So long.

You know, it might have been fun
trying to earn that $100.

That kind of fun
we can do without.

Where to now?

Oh, north, I guess.

The army camp's waiting.

Don't, Ed,
not here in town.

Jess, look out!

[ horse whinnying ]

You hit?

No.

Let's go see
if that $100 job is still open.

Well,
that ought to do it.

It's all right, I guess.

I still think
it oughta say,

violators will be prosecuted
to the fullest extent of the law

or something kind of
high-sounding like that.

Well, we don't have
to threaten them, Jess.

That says all it has to say.

Marshal,
I just saw a violator.

I think I'll go
and enforce the law.

Morning, ma'am.

Uh, I'd like
to introduce myself.

What for?

That's a good question,
you see--

Well, don't bother to answer,
just get out of my way.

Well, I'm very sorry,
but I can't do that.

You see,
you're breaking the law,

and it's my responsibility
to see you don't.

Just what kind of law
would that be, marshal?

Well, you see, there's a sign
over there by the jail.

And according to that sign,
what you are doing is ill*gal.

You too, mister.

City marshals, huh?

Wonder how long
this has been going on.

It's our first day
on the job.

And probably your last.

You can't enforce an order
like that in a town like Agate.

Well,
we're gonna try, miss.

But I'm afraid you're gonna
have to surrender your g*ns

till you've finished
your business in town.

Makes good sense,
don't it?

Nobody carries a g*n,
nobody gets shot.

Except by you,
you mean?

It's two more
of the mayor's hired g*ns.

We were appointed by the mayor,
but we're not hired g*ns.

We're town marshals.

You can call yourself
whatever you want.

And you can post notices
up and down the whole street,

you're not gonna take
my g*n.

Ma'am?

If you don't surrender
your firearm,

I'm just gonna
have to take it.

Jess!

I'm sorry.

I didn't even think
about drawing, ma'am.

It-- All of a sudden
it was just there.

Why,
you would have shot me.

No, I wouldn't have.

I bet I haven't shot a girl
in months.

If that's your idea
of something funny,

I can do without it.

Ain't my idea of
a joke either,
Miss Terry.

I'll take your g*n, too.

Terry Blake?

Miss Terry Blake.

What's the matter, mayor?

Aren't you man enough
to sh**t me yourself?

Come on, Calico.

You should have put her
in jail to cool off

while you had
the chance.

She's got the worst temper
of any woman alive.

Sounds like
you know her pretty well.

Yes, I do.

Well, I guess
I might as well tell you

before someone else does.

We were once engaged
to be married.

You could have fooled me.

She don't seem to
take to you too much.

Nor anyone else,
but herself and the Diamond B

and that's the luckiest thing
that ever happened to me

when we broke up.

Imagine being married
to a girl like that.

I don't know.

It's kind of
an interesting idea.

Oh, I don't think
you're her type, quick draw.

Mayor, if you're gonna
stay in town,

we might as well
have your g*n, too.

Oh, no, I'm headed out
for my ranch.

Doing a good job,
keep it up.

You know, Slim,
I've been wondering...

Wondering what?

Wondering if we're on
the right side of this mess.

Yeah, I've been wondering
the same thing.

Think I'll take a ride out

and have a talk
with Miss Diamond B.

Oh, I wouldn't advise you

to ride out there
by yourself, marshal.

You're right
at the top of her sh**ting list,

next to me, of course.

SLIM:
That's a fine-looking range,

good ground.

JESS:
Yeah, and plenty of it, too.

Too bad
people are fighting over it.

Somebody driving cattle.

[ cattle mooing ]

Rustlers, you think?

I doubt it, not a very good
business these days.

Come on.

You're gonna let the law
keep those irons of ours?

The law?

Did you see the way
the law drew on me?

Yeah.

I think he was about
as surprised as we were.

Well, you did slap leather,
you know.

What?

I wasn't gonna use my g*n.

Yeah, I know that.

He probably knew it,
but his hand didn't.

That boy's got
real fast reflexes,

about the fastest
I've ever seen.

And that just proves
one thing,

he's another one
of Earl Durban's

pedigreed bushwhackers!

Oh, you can't be
too sure about that.

Neither one of them
looked like hard cases to me.

Calico, what has to happen
before you realize

that the Diamond B
is fighting for its life

against everybody else?
Everybody.

We haven't got one friend
in the entire valley.

Times have changed.

I can remember when
we didn't have an enemy,

except maybe a few young
Cheyenne braves

out name huntin'.

Durban and his crowd
are hunting more than a name.

They want the Diamond B,

they want
to take it away from me

and they want to chop it up
in little pieces between them.

But it's not gonna happen,
not while I'm alive!

Nor me.

I just can't help but feel
that there's some other way

to settle this thing
outside of a range w*r.

Dad would have handled this
exactly the same way

if he was still alive,
you know that.

Yeah, I know.

That don't make it right.

You're just like him,
only things are different.

Calico, you've been
a good friend.

You...

Well, you've been
more than a friend,

you've been part of my life
ever since it started.

The same as my family,

but if you don't believe
in this fight,

or at least
my side of it,

then I don't want you
to have any part of it.

You don't need to worry
about old Calico.

I haven't taken my eyes
off you for 25 years,

and I ain't just about
to start now.

I just don't want
to see you get hurt.

That's one thing
I don't think I could stand.

[ knocking on door ]

Come in.

Miss Terry.
Calico.

There's a couple of men riding
right in here.

They got badges on.

Get everybody
in the yard, Willie.

Tell them to--

They're already there,
Miss Terry, all spread out.

Don't think there'll be
any need for sh**ting.

If there is, me
and the boys will handle it.

Mm-hmm.

Well, I can handle a g*n
as well as the rest of you.

Nobody's arguing that.

Just don't want you to be in
too much of a hurry to use it.

Well, that's where they were.

Let's go down and see
if we can pick up the trail.

Oh, that's no use.

There's nothing
behind that meadow

but a lot of rocks and caves,
you're not gonna find any trail.

Yeah, we've tried that
more than once.

Still, one more time
might not hurt.

Steers don't just disappear.

There's got to be
some kind of an answer.

Well, if you find it,
you let me know.

If it's all right with you,
Terry,

I'll go down there with them,
might be lucky this time.

Oh, you suit yourself,
Calico.

If I were you,
I'd keep them in front of me.

CALICO: Yeah,
I'll do that.

You coming along
to help us or to watch us?

If you need any help,
I'll be glad to give you a hand.

I know you need watching.

Glad to have you with us,
Calico.

You can ride last
if you want but...

not with that in your hand.

I don't why I trust
you fellas, but I do.

[ cattle mooing ]

All right, Les, let it go.

That sounded
kind of like thunder.

Only from a long way off.

Doesn't seem likely,
there's not a cloud in the sky.

What's over that ridge?

Eh, just more rocks.

Few played-out mining claims,
nothing but badlands,

that's on
Earl Durban's property.

Yeah, well, maybe
we better take a look.

Les!

Didn't quite do it, Les.

Think another charge
right about in there

ought to
take care of it.

Charlie, give
him a hand.

The rest of us will meet you
back at the Clark Ranch.

Something's going on
over there.

Is that the mining area
you were talking about?

Yeah.

It's a lot of rocks
and caves.

It's probably
a couple of prospectors,

they're always fooling
around over there.

Yeah, maybe.
They might have
seen something.

It won't hurt to ask.

Get the dynamite
and the fuse.

[ horse neighing in distance ]

Les!

We got company.

Must have spotted our horses.

Get them out of sight.

Hurry back.

[ cattle mooing ]

Now what?

We'll just stay put.

Let them ride
right up into us.

I don't like the idea
of a bushwhack.

We miss and there's no place
to go in these rocks.

[ chuckles ]

We won't have to sh**t them.

They'll hear them cows and
probably go in looking for them.

We'll lock them in tight,
nice and neat.

Hold.

There's no sign of them.

They must be...

[ cattle mooing ]

Cover me,
I'll take a look.

- I'm going with you.
- Calico?

You go ahead, I'll see nobody
cuts down on you from behind.

[ cattle mooing ]

You nail the old man
as soon as I move out.

Yeah.

That sounded like a shot.

Yeah,
but where did it come from?

It came from outside.

Another couple of seconds

and we'd have been
part of the scenery.

[ horses approaching ]

I'll tell you
when you can get up.

Get his horse, Jess.

Who are you
working for anyway?

I'll do the asking.

Whose payroll are you on?

Diamond B, same as you.

Now let me get
out of this fool thing--

You're lying!

You've been running off
Diamond B's steers

and closing them off
in those caves.

Why?

Well, you're the marshal.

Suppose you figure it out.

All right.

We'll fix it so you can do your
talking on the end of a rope.

I'm entitled to a fair trial
and a lawyer.

Shut up!

You'll get your trial.

Jess, why don't you take
Calico home

and tell them
what happened.

I'll herd two-g*n here
into Agate.

Lock him up,
and throw away the key.

I'll see you tonight.

All right, get up.
Take off those g*ns.

He didn't even try
to make a break.

Why should he?
He knows we'll make it for him.

He talks, we're finished.

Kind of quiet,
isn't it, marshal?

I wonder
where everybody is.

Inside.

It's Earl Durban.

That figures,
he's probably come

to congratulate
his new marshal.

We'll take care
of him, too.

[ knocking on door ]

All right.
Just a minute.

[ knocking on door ]

Who is it?

Earl Durban.

Marshal, I just found--

Reach, turn around.

But why?

Do like I tell you.

This other one's for you.

What are you talking about?

Wait a minute.

- You think I hired him?
- Diamond B didn't.

Those rustled cattle
are buried on your property.

Now do your talking
through the bars.

And that's the end of it.

I brought
Calico back here

and Slim hauled Trask
off to jail.

And you say that
they were driving the cattle

onto Durban property?

Yeah.

I guess you were right.

We were looking for a reason for
the rustling, and we found one.

They wanted to keep
the range w*r alive

until you went under.

They weren't selling
your cattle,

they were burying them
under tons of rock.

That herd
that you found,

will it be all right where it is
till tomorrow morning?

Yeah, they'll be all right.

A little thirsty,
a little hungry.

You can bring
your crew out there

with picks and shovels and dig
'em out in a couple of hours.

Thank you, marshal.

You're welcome, ma'am.

And I'm sorry Calico got hit.

I guess you realize who
hired Trask now, don't you?

Yeah, I guess.
Your neighbors.

That's right.

My neighbors include the good
mayor and the town council.

All right, I'm ready.

Where do you figure
you're going?

Into town with you.

What for?

To be sure that Trask stays
in jail where he belongs.

No, ma'am.
You can't do that.

Even if Slim and I did need
help, it's no job for a girl,

especially one in the mood
you're in right now.

Who do you think's
gonna help you?
The citizens?

I guarantee you that town's
practically empty by now

except for those
hungry councilmen.

Come on, marshal.

I never like
being late for a party.

Willie!

Tom!

Hurley!

Everybody, get your horses!

And I tell you, you're
making the biggest mistake
of your life.

No matter
what you think,

he must be working
for the Diamond B.

It's gonna take a lot
more than a word from you

to convince me
that any cattle ranch

is gonna destroy its own beef,
and pay a man to do it.

All right.

All right,
don't take my word for it.

It won't be too long now

before you'll have
all the proof you need, anyway.

Do you think
Terry Blake's gonna allow you

to keep Trask
locked up in here?

And why do you think
I hired you in the first place?

If I had Trask on my payroll,
what do I need you for?

[ knocking on door ]

Yeah?

Who is it?

It's Emmett Bishop and some
of the town council, marshal.

We'd like to talk to you.

Some of your friends.

They're the ones
I'm worried about,

not the Diamond B.

Now what do you want?

You'll need help, marshal.

We're here to give it to you.

What kind of help?

From the Diamond B,
they'll be here any minute.

Stay away from that door.

It's Franklin and Clark,
they got g*ns aimed right at it.

Well, you wait out
on the street, Mr. Bishop.

You'll be more help to me
out there.

[ g*nshots ]

Hold it!

Come out with your hands up,
Sherman,

or you'll be carried out.

I wouldn't argue with him
if I were you.

They mean it!

BISHOP: This is your
last chance, Sherman.

You coming out?

Marshal, give me a g*n.

[ g*nshots ]

You wait here,
I'm gonna take a look.

[ g*ns firing ]

Looks like
we're a little late.

There's about eight of them
firing on the jail.

All right, boys,
we got work to do.

- What do you think
you're doing?
- You hold it.

I'm wearing the badge,
not you.

Watch after her,
she stops any slugs,

- I'm holding you responsible.
- Now you listen to me--

He's right,
Miss Terry.

I'll take care of her,
marshal.

Rest of you men
come with me.

Marshal, these are
the last two g*ns.

Listen, pick your targets.

When they get down
to six shells,

save 'em till they rush us.

Any of you ever spent
a weekend in this jail?

Yeah, a few years ago.

Is there another way in
besides the front door?

There used to be a trapdoor
on the roof as I recall.

Good.

All right,
you boys pick your spots

close to the street
as possible.

Don't give your positions away
till I get Slim out.

Go ahead.

[ g*nf*re continues ]

They're cutting way down
on their firing.

Could be running
out of shells.

It would take them
all night to do that.

You got someplace
else to go?

[ g*nshots ]

Slim, you all right?

Jess.

Give me a hand from inside.

Cover me.

Hand me the r*fles.

Bishop, they're on the roof!

Hold it, Bishop!

Yeah, it's kind of professional
if I do say so.

Well, the w*r is over.

Or just starting.

Andy.

Come here, Andy.

- What do I see there?
- That's Slim and Jess.

Slim and Jess,
but what are they riding?

Horses.
Come on.

Hi, Andy, Jonesy!

- Hi.
- Hi, fellas!

What've you got there?

Groceries.

Did you sell the cattle
for cash in advance?

How did you do that?

We didn't.

We're not gonna sell them
till the prices go up.

And in the meantime,
Jess and I made enough

to keep us in food
for a couple of months.

Well, how'd you make
so much so fast?

Oh, it was easy.

Get yourself shot at
day and night,
get trapped in jail

with the town council
trying to k*ll you,

find a bunch of cattle trapped
in a cave, things like that.

Hey, you forgot
about the dynamite.

Oh, yeah, you got to almost
get yourself blown to pieces.

We had a lot of fun.

Why do you suppose they're
lying to us like that, Jonesy?

Because they stole it,
that's why.

You know, they're much
too decent to eat food

bought
with stolen money.

Jess, I think you and I
are gonna get nice and fat.