04x30 - Badge of Glory

[bunniefuu]

Jess!
Jess, hold it!

Let him be.

What for?
He's got it coming.

And suppose you cool off
and tell me about it.

One of those road agents
have been k*lling our drivers.

I caught him breaking in here.

I didn't break in,
the door was open.

Yeah, it was open,
after you picked the lock.

What were you doing in here?

I saw the light
and thought

the office still might be open.

I figured to get me a ticket
on a stage to Cheyenne.

He's lying.

You better start
remembering a few things

before I nail your mouth shut
with your own teeth.

Jess!
Come on now.
Leave him alone.

Just what are you
trying to find out?

I'm trying to find out
who he works for

and where he was when Tom Clark
was shot last week,

little things like that.

Honest, sheriff.
I don't even know
what he's talking about.

You got to lock him up,
Mort.

Did you see him
picking the lock to get in here?

No, but I know he did it.

Jess, I've got to have
more than that.

All right,
make the charge m*rder.

Whose?

Any driver
that takes a stage out
carrying a strongbox.

Mister, you don't even know
my name.

You got nothing on me.

No, but I caught you in here
looking at those trip sheets,

that's good
enough proof for me.

Maybe so, Jess, but the law
has to have some evidence

and it doesn't look like
you've got any.

Mort, you can't let him go.

Clear out.

Mort, wait!
You--

Jess, I can't bend the law
to suit you,

even for the likes of him.

Cool off.

Mort,
do you know what he is?

A two-bit g*n
that sells information.

So how do you prove that?

It seems to me
that saving a driver

or a guard's life
is worth more than

bending the law a little bit.

If you would have just locked
him up even for a day, Mort.

The day those road agents
get pulled in,

he'll be sharing a cell
right along with them.

Till then
we'll just have to wait.

Well, maybe you can wait,
but I can't.

Where do you think
you're going?

There's a stage leaving out
of here tomorrow for Riverton,

and I'm gonna be on it.

With him on the loose,
I got a feeling

his friends are gonna try
for that strongbox.

If they do, I got
a little surprise for them.

Jess?
If you're so all-fired sure

they're gonna
make a try for the stage,

why don't you
postpone this run?

At least until you can hire
some extra guards.

That will take a lot longer
than you think, Mort.

Nobody wants the job
except me.

Slim know
what you're planning to do?

No, but he'll be in town
in a day or so.

You can tell him.

No shotgun aboard
and no passengers.

Kind of strange.

Probably no money
aboard it either.

Yeah,
there's something though.

It looks like freight.

Maybe some mailbags.

Let's go find out.

[ g*nshots ]

How's the sermon coming?

I don't know, Amy.

An awful lot of things
I feel need saying,

but I know nobody's gonna
listen very hard.

- Oh, now somebody will.
- Mm-hmm.

The same ones who listened
last week and the week before.

The rest will stay
home and sleep.

I can't say
I blame them very much.

That old barn
at this time of year.

I think twice
about putting cows in it,

much less a congregation.

Well, it's better than
having no place at all.

[ footsteps approaching ]

Johnny?

Sam Logan.

Been a long time.

I heard you married
a pretty woman, Johnny.

But I never figured
we'd meet this way.

Don't try to talk.

That's about the only thing left
that I can do.

I never thought much
about the hereafter, Johnny.

But I'm thinking hard
on it now.

Isn't there anything
we can do?

SAM:
Don't trouble yourself, ma'am.

This b*llet...

or one like it, has been
looking for me for a long time.

You don't have
to explain anything to us.

I know.

I'd like--

Before it's over, I'd like
to do one decent thing...

make up for all the other things
I've done.

Maybe...

that's possible, isn't it?

I don't know any more about that
than anyone else does, Sam.

I think you do.

You've been a...

a man of the cloth
for close to 4 years now.

I kept good track of you.

Yeah,
I got your wedding present.

I'd have thanked you earlier
but...

But you didn't know
where to find me.

Not many people did.

A lot were looking though.

I'm worth 5,000
dead or alive...

and it's all yours now,
Johnny.

Mine?
What do you mean?

Sure.

You caught me
prowling around, you see.

I tried for you and missed.

There was a fight
and you shot me with my own g*n.

The money will build a church,
Johnny.

Big one.

Do me some good
where I'm going, maybe.

No, Sam, I can't.

You got to, Johnny.

You owe me something,
right?

I owe you my life
more than once.

But you're asking me to--

Johnny.

All right.

SAM: Thanks.

You can read now
if you want to.

Maybe that part
about the green pastures.

"The Lord is my shepherd,
I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down
in green pastures.

He leadeth me
beside the still waters."

I don't think
I'll be very late, Amy.

But, John, please.

If you do this, you'll regret it
the rest of your life.

Well, I hope not.

But I'm going to do it
anyway.

You've worked so hard
for 4 years.

How can you throw it
all away like this?

How can you go back
to being a--

A bounty hunter?

This isn't the same.

Well, everyone
will think it is.

Well, not
when they find out

I don't intend to use a nickel
of the money for myself.

I know how much
you want a church, John,

but to get it this way...

I'll take it any way I can.

[ thunder crashing ]

Let me have a beer.

Jess.

Hello, Helen.

How are you?

I'm just fine.

I don't have to ask
how you are.

You're looking prettier
than $900.

- Thank you.
- Will you have
a drink with me?

Didn't think
you were going to ever ask.

Come on.

You know, for a man who took
on the whole Logan g*ng,

you look pretty healthy.

Well, I'm all in one piece
if that's what you mean.

Millie,

bring Mr. Harper
one of the good steaks.

Rare, potatoes, onions,
and draw a pair for both of us.

Well, I see you made
some improvements around here.

Well, if you'd drop by
more often,

you'd find these things out.

I don't know why you do it.

Well, I'm not doing anything.

Oh, no.
I mean, taking chances
like you did today.

You know,
you're a rancher now.

You're supposed to stay
out of trouble.

The news sure travels
fast around here, doesn't it?

I've only been in town
a half an hour.

Just got finished
giving the sheriff my report.

Your driver stopped by
for supper.

He made quite a hero
out of you.

Thanks.

To old times.

I'd hate to see you
lose that smile, Jess.

You're gonna lose a lot more

if you don't stop riding shotgun
in this part of the country.

You always did
worry too much about me.

Well, you're
one of the few decent men I know

or ever have known.

I'd kind of like you
to stay alive.

Now is that such a bad notion?

No, it sounds
like a pretty good one,

especially coming from you.

Then why not let the stage line
hire their own guards?

Well, they do
when they can get them.

Last one they hired...

they buried last week.

Next week, Jess Harper.

Come on, Helen.

You know me
better than that.

I can take care of myself
and...

Is that Reverend Holby?

Yes.

What's that in the wagon?

I can't tell from here.

Let me go take a look.

Excuse me, Helen.

Soon as identification
is made, I guess.

I was just gonna
come looking for you, Jess.

Sheriff.
Evening, reverend.

You know whose body
you got in that buckboard?

- He knows.
- Where did you find him?

In my barn,
about an hour ago.

- He's claiming the reward.
- What?

I tried to take his g*n away
from him but it went off.

It was an accident,
Mr. Harper.

I didn't want to k*ll him.

It doesn't matter,
reverend.

He's dead
and you brought him in.

Lot of people are gonna
rest easy with him

out of the way,
I'll tell you that.

Including me.

Then I'll telegraph the company
that I made the identification.

They'll send a draft to the bank
in your name.

Thank you, Mr. Harper.

Sheriff, look I--

I'm gonna
make an announcement

about the money
at services in the morning.

I'd appreciate
your letting people know.

Glad to do it, reverend.

Now would you step
in the office,
I'll need a statement.

Sheriff.

I was pretty sure I hit
one of them this afternoon.

It must have been
one of the others.

You know, it's funny
that things don't change much.

I paid the reverend a bounty


Only then, he wasn't wearing
a white collar.

Now there's a difference.

He was doing a job then.

This was forced on him.

Well, maybe I'll see you
in church.

[ whistling ]

Took you long enough.

Your brother isn't here yet.

He's not coming.

He's dead.

I saw him get clear
this afternoon.

So did I.

He made his way on
into Waynesville.

I just came through there.

Waynesville?
What did he want to
go to a town for?

I thought
he had a friend there.

He turned out to be
a dirty back-sh**ter

hiding behind
a preacher's collar.

How can a sky pilot
get the drop on Sam?

Because he trusted him,
that's why.

They used to ride together
a long time ago.

Till Holby became a preacher.

He was a bounty hunter once.

He still is.

He turned Sam's body
in for the bounty.

I'd sure like to get my hands
around that preacher's neck.

Just might have your chance
soon enough, Harry.

Good morning, Helen.

Well, well, in all the time
that I've known you,

I've never seen you
in a dress shirt.

I'm not sure
whether I like it or not.

Me either.
I borrowed it from the sheriff.

The collar is kind of tight.

Well, if I thought you put on
for me, I'd be impressed,

but I know better.
Have some coffee.

Thanks.

Well, that's where
you're wrong.

I did put it on for you.

I'm gonna take you to church.

Oh, not me.

Well, it can't hurt you.

Is that why you're going?

Because it can't hurt you?

Or is this
a new habit of yours?

No, I got an answer
to my telegram.

It means good news
to the preacher.

I just thought I'd drop it by

and take in the services
while I'm there.

You're curious.

You want to find out
what he's gonna say

about the reward money,

just like everybody else
in town.

Why not? Aren't you?

Well, it's gonna
take a lot more than that

to get me
inside a church again.

Who are you mad at,
Helen?

Nobody.

I just don't feel like
hearing the sixth commandment

from a minister
who just broke it.

Now wait a minute.

That was an accident.

You can't hold him responsible
for that.

I like you, Jess.

You give anybody
the benefit of the doubt.

Well, you go on to church.

I'm gonna finish up here.

Never have a better chance

now that the whole town
is getting religion at once.

Okay.
I'll see you later.

Thanks for the coffee.

You're going to wear that watch
out looking at it.

Do you know
it's not even 10:30 yet?

I know.

I kind of expected folks to be
a little early this morning.

They'll be here.

I hope the barn's big enough
to hold them all.

That will be good,
preaching to a full church.

Be better if they were
coming out of faith

instead of out of curiosity,

but maybe I can convince
some of them to make it a habit.

[ buggy approaching ]

There is the first.

Good morning, Laurie.
How are you today?

Just fine, reverend.

Thank you.
Morning, Mrs. Holby.

Oh, my, don't you look pretty
this morning.

Oh, thank you.

Brides-to-be always
have a special look.

You've certainly
got it today.

Now where is your intended
this morning?

Oh, Bob will be along
in a little while.

I came around a little early

so we could talk
about the wedding.

You finally set a date, huh?

Well, it's about time.

Oh, John.

You know, Bob said
exactly the same thing.

But we decided
on the 13th of next month.

That's 3 weeks
from today.

Good.

I have an extra-special
type of ceremony in mind.

It shouldn't take
more than 2 or 3 hours.

Oh. If it takes
more than 20 minutes,

I'll guarantee to faint.

[ horses approaching ]

[ g*nsh*t ]

Get inside.

[ g*nshots ]

Who are they, John?

One of them was Chuck Logan,
Sam's brother.

Preacher Holby,
come on out!

It's just you we're after.

Laurie.

She's badly hurt.

I said come on out,
Holby!

All right, Chuck,
I'm coming out.

John.

Is Laurie all right?

She's hurt, Bob,
Inside.

Someone ride to town
and get a doctor!

She's alive.

Laurie?

Help me, please.

There must have been a reason
for this, reverend.

Do you mind telling me
what it is?

Laurie is asleep, Bob.

The b*llet's out
and there's no more bleeding.

The doctor's still in there
with her.

He gives her
a 50-50 chance.

Now there isn't anything
any of us can do now
except pray.

Well, you're better at that
than I am.

I'll stay with the posse.

Wait.
Something I've got to tell you.

I didn't k*ll Sam Logan.

He was dying
from someone else's b*llet

when he got here last night.

You mean you lied
to get the bounty money?

Sam asked me to.

I know this may sound strange,

but he wanted me
to have a real church.

I wanted it too,
for all of us.

- Your dirty lie
might k*ll Laurie.
- Now hold it, Bob.

- Back off, Talmadge.
- Get out of my way.

Bob, will you show
some sense?

Now he wasn't trying
to hurt anybody.

Jumping on him
isn't gonna help anything.

I'd like to tear
that collar off of him
and make him eat it.

All right, Bob,
simmer down.
We've got work to do.

Logan and his friends
aren't our problem anymore.

What are you talking about?
They almost k*lled your girl,
didn't they?

They were after him.

Whatever happens now
is on his head.

I want to see the doctor.

Well, he can't
leave her now, Bob.

I'd be obliged if you tell him
I'll be back in 20 minutes

with a wagon
to take her home.

I don't think he'd want
her moved quite so soon--

I'm not leaving her
in this house.

Not with those K*llers
sure to come back.

Now please,
tell him to get her ready.

No matter what kind of clothes
he's wearing,

he still a bounty hunter.
He'd even lie to get money

and endanger the lives
of every family in town.

He doesn't deserve
the protection
or help of anybody.

Now you just wait a minute.
I got something
to say about that.

I traded shots
with the Logan g*ng yesterday.

I'm pretty sure
I hit one of them.

Now I know I did.

So that makes Sam Logan
my responsibility.

I'm going after him.

And I can use all the help
I can get.

You do whatever you want,
Harper.

I'm gonna stay as far away
from this place as I can get.

And I'm gonna tell
everybody else to do the same.

I don't blame Bob
for the way he feels,

or anyone else
who might feel the same.

I was going to announce
the reward money

would build a church.

I was wrong to try
to get the money that way.

All I can say now is
I'm gonna pray for Laurie.

Maybe some of the others
will join us.

Looks like our posse listened
to Talmadge which petty good.

That don't leave
too many of us, does it?

I'm willing if you are,
sheriff.

Two is not enough

if we're counting on
coming back alive.

They may cool off
when they start to thinking.

Let's go to town and see
if we can't change a few minds.

No, I think I'm gonna
stick around here for a while.

There's a lot of folks
in that church

and a wounded girl inside.

You'd get mighty lonesome
around here without a r*fle.

Logan doesn't know that.

He can find out soon enough.

I'll get back out here
as quick as I can.

Take care, Jess.

That sure was good.

It's not often
I get a home-cooked meal
away from the ranch.

Oh. You're welcome
any time, Jess.

Well, thank you.

Boy, this sure is
a comfortable couch.

Hope you don't mind
if I bed down here tonight.

I'll get you some blankets
when you're ready.

Thank you.

Jess, you have your own home
and a job to go to.

They can get along without me
for a while, reverend.

If Logan
and his friends come back,

they are my problem.

They'll come back, all right.

And when they do,
you're not gonna
stop them with that Bible.

Maybe. But I don't want
you to get--

[ horse approaching ]

[ knocking on door ]

Reverend?
Sheriff Mason.
Open up.

Reverend, Mrs. Holby.

Here's a little something
the town council drew up.

As sheriff, it's my job
to see that you get it.

Well, it's full of whereases,

but what it says
is for us to leave town...

thereby removing the threat
to the safety

and welfare of the citizens
of Waynesville.

Naturally Bob Talmadge
was behind it.

Well, it's not legal,
is it?

Of course not.

And it's not enforceable,
which is what I told them.

But you brought it to me.

Anyone else
could have done that, I guess.

But I was coming out anyway
on business.

It's my job to give you
and Mrs. Holby

the same protection
I'd give anybody else in danger.

So if you don't mind, I'll stay
here until things quiet down.

I can't tell you
how grateful we are, sheriff.

Any coffee left over,
ma'am?

There sure is.

How could Talmadge get
so many names

on that piece of paper?

Told them women
and children might get hurt
unless the Holbys left.

I'm gonna take a ride
into town, reverend.

Jess, I've got
enough trouble now.

Don't make any more for me.

I just want a few words
with Talmadge.

That's fine
if you keep it to words.

That will be strictly
up to him.

Thank you, ma'am.
Good night.

There's no reason for him
to get mixed up in this.

He was in it up to his ears

from the time he put
a b*llet into Sam Logan.

Hate to see you
leave out there

in such a bad mood,
Jess.

Couldn't you smile
just once before you go?

I don't feel much
like smiling, Helen.

And I'm not just ready
to leave town.

Well, glad to hear that.

I thought
you were just k*lling time

while you're waiting
for the Laramie stage.

I got other things on my mind.

John Holby
is not one of your problems,

if that's
what's worrying you.

No, but there's
three K*llers loose

and that's everybody's problem.

Waynesville doesn't look at it
the way you do.

Yeah, I know.
That's why I'm here.

I want to have a talk
with Mr. Talmadge.

Well, he doesn't come in here
too often.

No?

I heard he comes in every night
just about this time.

Look, Jess.

And if he decides
to miss tonight,

I'll go looking for him.

Talmadge isn't
one of my favorite people,

but this time he makes sense.

The whole town is more important
than one person.

There's more than
just one person.

There's the preachers wife.

I know, and he should have
thought of that

before he brought
that outlaw's body in.

He was thinking of everybody
in this town, Helen!

He just wanted a church.

[ footsteps approaching ]

Now there's a couple of things
that I'd like to say--

Bob, how is Laurie?

Fine.
She's out of danger.

- Thanks. Pardon me.
- I'm glad to hear that.

Now I'm sure
you've all heard

about the council meeting
this morning,

and the petition that
almost everybody signed there.

This is a copy of it.

There's a lot of names on it

and every one of them
has agreed not to do business

with anybody
that didn't sign it.

Now I see some people here

that I've done a lot of
business with over the years,

and I'd hate
to have to change that.

So I'm gonna leave this on
the bar for you to think about.

And, Helen,
if you'd be good enough
to furnish pen and ink.

We're fresh out of pen and ink,
Mr. Talmadge.

You'll have to take
your petition somewhere else.

Fine.

Fine.

I'll take my business
somewhere else too.

And so will almost
everybody else here.

You didn't sign this
either.

JESS: Talmadge!

That piece of paper
you call a petition.

That's nothing
but a public notice

that it's open season
on John Holby.

You must feel
mighty proud of yourself.

You're an outsider, Harper.

- Your opinion
isn't wanted here.
- Maybe not to you!

What about
the rest of you folks?

You can't hate the preacher
enough to want to k*ll him.

Well, that's what you're doing,

just because he made a mistake
trying to help you.

You think you can live with that
for the rest of your lives?

Stage for Laramie
leaves in about 10 minutes.

I wouldn't miss it
if I were you.

I'll tell you
when I'm ready to leave.

All right, Harper.

You're wrong, Harper.

I'll tell you when to leave.
You're ready now.

It's up to you
whether you step on the stage

or get carried on.

Mister, it'll take more than you
to put me on that stage.

You see this?

Next time you get in my way,
I'll make you eat it!

I'm sorry, Helen.

Looks like I busted
the place up a little--

Oh.
Well, it can be fixed,

but you might have busted
yourself up way beyond mending.

Sometimes
you're not too bright.

Neither are you.
You wouldn't sign
the petition either.

MAN: They're sh**ting
up the preacher's place!

All right, you heard him.
Who's coming with me?

Reverend?

Mrs. Holby?

It's Jess Harper.

Come on in, Jess.

The sheriff's been shot.

I tried to get the b*llet out,
but I couldn't.

Didn't have the right tools.

He's lost a lot of blood.

This is a lucky shot.

They couldn't see
and I could.

Shook them up
pretty good for a while.

We got to get him to the doc
right now.

They'll be back soon
as it's light enough, Jess.

Looks like
you found Talmadge.

Yeah.

I'll hitch up the wagon.

Get him to town
as fast as you can.

Try not to jar him
too much.

You're taking him, Jess,
not me.

Look, with a man
maybe bleeding to death,

I got no time to argue.

I agree with you.
He needs a doctor fast.

But I'm not endangering any more
lives by going into town.

Those outlaws won't know
where you're going.

What makes you so sure?

Now just get going.

Amy, go with him.

Well, Mrs. Holby?

I'm staying here.

- Amy.
- No.

I'll try and get back
as fast as I can.

What's wrong with you
anyway?

I love you, that's all.

I won't leave you.

I've taken enough chances
on your getting hurt.

And I'm not about
to take any more.

That makes my next decision
pretty easy.

Mister, give me a hand,
will you?

What happened
to the sheriff?

He got shot.

But John Holby
wasn't hurt, I'll bet.

Not yet he isn't.

Well, this has gone
as far as it's gonna go.

That preacher's gonna leave here
before somebody else gets hurt.

Holby?

Holby,
I want to talk to you!

Morning, Bob.

That g*n looks
just right on you.

I wish I could say
it felt that way.

I'm sure you can still use it.

I hope so, because
you'll probably need it

wherever you're going.

Well, I wasn't figuring
on going anywhere just now.

- Later maybe,
if I'm able to.
- Not later, Holby.

Now, before somebody else
gets shot up on your account.

I'm sorrier about that
that I can you tell you,

but I won't run.

Now you listen to me.

No, I don't think so.

Maybe you'd better
be on your way

before my visitors come back.

Like you said, too many
have been hurt already.

I don't want it
to happen to you.

I mean that.

[ wagon approaching ]

What are you doing here,
Talmadge?

Looking
for more signatures?

Harper, I've had
just about enough from you.

Don't tell me
you're here to help.

[ horse neighing ]

- Where's your wife?
- In the barn.

That's just
where we're going.

Talmadge, come on!

Amy, get down on the ground
behind the bench and stay there.

John, please don't these
unless you have to.

- I'll have to.
- Maybe not.
Maybe there's some way.

Would you please do
what I told you?

You be careful this time.

They're coming slow.

They can come
as close as they want to.

They've got plenty of cover
and nothing but time.

What made you decide
to put the g*n on, reverend?

You were right when you said

it'd take more than my Bible
to stop them.

Put it away
and took this up.

For good?

You know the answer to that.

Hold off using it
for a while if you can,

like Mrs. Holby said.

Maybe between Talmadge
and me, we could--

Don't count on me.

I'll fight my own defense
but not him.

Here they come.

Logan!

Any score you got to settle
for your brother is with me!

I was the one
that jumped the bunch here

when you went
after the Laramie stage!

You're lying.

Whoever you are,

it was the preacher
who claimed the bounty.

Holby,

that's just to show you
we can set fire to your barn

any time we want.

You've got one minute
to come out!

All they have to do is
drop one of those
against that sidewall

and this place will go up
like a torch.

Yeah, and they got
too much cover out there for me

to get a clear shot at them.

I'm going out.

No, John, no, please.

No, we'll both go out,
fast, stay low and hit the dirt.

That way we might have a chance
at making them stand up.

And the idea is don't miss.

Talmadge, would you swing
that door open?

Look, reverend, maybe there's
some way that we could...

I'm sorry about Laurie,
Bob.

And that I won't be
marrying the two of you,

but I know
you'll be happy.

Your time's about up,
Holby.

[ g*nsh*t ]

John!

Think we got him?

I don't know.

You all right?

Pretty close to it.

I better use a r*fle.

I'm not too good
with a six-g*n.

Let's get going.

You say when.

Now!

Talmadge, get down!

Well, looks like
we didn't do so bad.

Yeah,
it looks that way.

Kind of different, you and me
fighting on the same side.

What made you
change your mind?

Well, lot of things,
I guess.

You and the sheriff
risking your lives,

seeing the preacher
with a g*n in his hand,

ready to walk out
and die.

Kind of hard to explain.

I think
you explained it just fine.

Wagon's all hitched
and ready to go, Daisy.

Where's Slim?

Should be almost ready,
I woke him.

So did I, twice.

I'll bet you a dollar
it didn't take.

Slim?

It figures.

Slim!

What's wrong?

The minute
I turn my back on you,

you go to sleep again,
that's what's wrong--

Now let's get with it.

Everybody's ready
to go to church.

A fine example
you're setting for Mike.

Is the team hitched up?

The team's all hitched up.
Now come on.

How about the chickens,
are they fed?

I fed the chickens,
I gathered the eggs
and I curried the horses.

What do you think I've been
doing since 6:00 this morning?

Getting everything ready.

Now let's go.

You say the teams hitched up
and everything?

Yes, it's all hitched.

Well, that's real great
of you, Jess.

Real friendly-like.

Well, come on,
we don't want to be late
for church, do we?