01x15 - Duel at Shiloh

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Hey, Steve!
You got a new girl?

What's the matter?
Is it a secret
or something?

He's all dressed up.
Yeah.

Has he taken a bath?
Never.

Boys.

All right, come on!
Get out of there!

Hurry up!
Come on, get out of there!

Come on down.
Now hit the road.

What road?

That's for you
to worry about.

A man could starve
out there

before he could find
a house or anything.

That's something else
for you to worry about.

Come on, let's go.
Get movin'.

Don't do that.

Why not? Come on!

Uhh!

Get out of there,
pard.

Come on.

There you go.

Whoa!
Wrong man, kid!

Thanks.

What for?

I was under the wheels.

You asked for that, kid.

You don't turn
your back on a man

after you hit him,
unless you're sure
he's gonna stay down.

Nice saddle
you got there.

Mm-hmm.

Single rig, ain't it?

Me, I ride a Brazos
double rig.

Better for roping.

That's what I do
mostly--roping.

Huh.

That's why I ride
a Brazos double rig.

This is a Brazos
double rig.

You sayin' I'm a liar?

No, you're sayin' that
yourself, kid, not me.

Maybe I was talkin' big.

I never did any roping.
I never had the chance.

I always wanted
to work cattle.

I always wanted to.

But my folks wouldn't
let me go west.

So you took off
on your own, huh?

Yep.

You work cattle?

Some.

Why ain't you
on a horse?

You ever try
to ride a horse

from Kansas City,
Missouri, to Wyoming?

No.

Oh...

Oh, it sure is
a good old town,
Kansas City.

Good eats
and good liquor.

Lots of
good-lookin' women.

You ever been
in Kansas City?

I was born there.

With all them
good

What'd you want
to leave for?

Why'd you leave?

I run out of money.

You still got
your saddle.

You don't sell
your saddle, kid.

Using another man's
saddle, that's like--

like wearin' his boots
or something.

You never sell
your saddle.

Come on up
out of there!

Come down and get me!

Maybe you think I won't!

Don't use that knife.

Put that knife away.

Get some sleep, kid.

My name's Steve.
You don't have to
call me "kid".

All right.
Get some sleep, Steve.

Hey.

Hey. Come on.

Thanks for the loan
of your coat.

What coat?

That one--
the one you got on.

I woke up last night.

Boy, you sure
must've been dreamin'.

Go on.
It's time to go.

Hit the dirt
and land runnin'.

Do what?

Just do like I do.

Like that?!

Stay where you are.

I didn't do anything.

Anybody say you did?

Stay there.

Ease that hammer down.
We ain't packin' g*ns.

Bring 'em over here!

That's all of 'em?

Yeah, looks like.

All right, boys.
Which one of you did it?

Did what?

Where'd you get that?

In a fight.
With who?

The brakeman.

He tried to throw me off
way back there.

And you k*lled him.

I get the reward
on account of
I turned him up.

Aren't you
the lucky one.

Well, I never hung one
this young before.

Hoped I'd never
have to.

Come on, son.
I didn't do it!

Then who did?

I don't know.

Well, I know.

Did they wire ahead
and tell you a man
got k*lled?

Didn't they tell you
he got cut?

That's right.

This kid ain't even
got a knife on him.

So he threw it away.

What would he want
to do that for?

Besides, he was
with me all the time.

Go on, kid,
tell 'em who done it.

Go on, will you?

There's your
knife man right there.

And I'll lay odds
he's still got it
on him.

'Cause I seen you
do it,

and he seen it, too.

Hold it!

Take him down
to the jail!

Notify the railroad
company

we're claiming that
$100 reward.

The rest of you boys
better get jobs

or get out of town.

Without
my $100 reward?

Cut that down to 50
and you got a deal.

The rest goes
to my deputies.

Yes, sir.

Uh...

it takes a day or so
to collect that money.

I wouldn't wait
for that 50.

No?

I'd ride right out
of town if I was you.

Not if you was me,
'cause I ain't.

Well, I guess I gotta
thank you again.

How come you wouldn't
point out that
knife man, huh?

I don't know.

You got a lot of
un-learning to do.

So, where you goin'?

Toward the sign that
says "Medicine Bow".

Or maybe just to get
a little of that...

un-learning you were
talkin' about.

Spinner,
we can't wait for
your new owner

to have the spirit
move him.

We've got to have
his word to go
along with it now.

I wired him
all the details,

and he said he'd be here
as soon as he could.

He should've
been here by now--
you know that.

I asked him to come
right away, Judge Garth.

Now, another thing--

there's a rumor that
you're movin' in
more cattle.

Gentleman, I'm only
the foreman of this outfit.

You agreed, along with
the rest of us
in this valley...

Cattlemen's
convention?

You might
call it that.

Well, I want a room,
and I want to
take a bath.

$2. In advance.

Oh. Well...

I'll have it for you.
Just wait a minute.

So much grass
only feeds so many cattle.

That's a fact of our lives.

You've got to go
outright, man,
same as we do.

Uh, excuse me,
gentlemen.

Seeing as how you all
need a little cheering up,

I'd just like to make
the announcement

that I'm puttin' myself
up for hire right now

to the highest bidder.

How about that?

Don't tell me that
a bunch of cowmen like you

don't know a top hand
when you're lookin'
right at him.

Now, you ought to,
'cause I know you,
friend, don't I?

Yeah, you know me.

You betcha.
Down the Pecos.

People used to say
you was the best foreman

in seven states.

Them same people
said you used to be
the most trouble.

No.

"Johnny Wade--
born to trouble,"
they used to say.

Come on, Texas,
I'll buy you a drink.

Spinner.
Yes, sir?

We're counting
on your help.

All right, sir.

Say, I could use
a little advance

on my first
month's wages.

I don't recollect
offering you a job.

But I will give you
a small loan.

How much you need?

Hmm, half of it.

Heh.

Thank you.
I'll be back.

You look after
that saddle.

Look at him--
standin' there,

gawking at us
city slickers.

Look, will you go
and get yourself some
decent clothes?

And while you're at it,
get a bath.

You're startin'
to stink like a goat.

**

Hey!

Bah-rump-bah!

No! Whoa!

Wait a minute.

Am I seeing straight?

Or is that
the Roping Kid?

Yes! It's him!
Look out! Hallelujah!

He's dangerous!
Go for your shootin'
irons, folks!

He's a rootin'-tootin'
sidewinder

that eats grizzly bears
for breakfast!

Head for the hills now
while I hold him off.

Blam!

Blam, blam. Blam.

Boom!

Well, he looks like
he's tamed down enough

so he's fit
to drink with.

Good thing, too,
'cause I'm about out
of cartridges.

Oh, come on.
Have a drink with me.

Oh, come on, now!
Quit that. Come on.

Now, this is, uh--

Who you are?

Spinner, he's, uh--

Come to think of it,
we never did get to
know one another.

I'm Johnny Wade,
and I come from the Pecos.

And this is Spinner.
And, uh...

Here, Roping Kid.
Have a drink.

What?! No!

None of that now.

Sarsaparilla
for the Roping Kid.

I drink whiskey.

Not with me, you don't.

There you go.

Now, you drink that.
Keep away from whiskey,

and you'll never have
no regrets in the morning.

And them is words
of wisdom.

Thought I told you
to get out of town.

Well, I didn't.

Don't you
back-talk me, boy!

Ah.

Nah.

If you're so anxious
to use that thing,

I'm just gonna give
you a chance at it.

Thanks, Spinner.

Any time
you're ready, sport.

All right, relax--
both of you.

You tryin' to k*ll
my deputy?

That man of yours
is real eager with
a g*n, Sheriff...

when he faces
a boy without one.

He's not so anxious

when he faces a man
that's got one.

You always were
a little g*n-happy.

Go back to the office.
I want to talk to you.

As for you...
here's your $50.

Seeing as you haven't
got a job, you'd better
get out of town.

He's got a job.

At the Walking Butte?

Yep.

Yes, he's kind of
partial to Texans.

I'd rather have them
with me than against me.

And that's a fact.

How about you, son?

You got yourself a job?

Do I?

I'm from Texas, too.

What part of Texas
are you from?

Um...down on
the Texas River.

Yeah, you remember
the Texas River, Spinner.

Used to spend a lot of
time down there.

Matter of fact,
the kid here's my partner.

So, if I'm gonna
work for you,

I guess you gotta
hire him, too.

All right. You can't fight
that combination.

Wade, you buyin'
the drinks?

Why, yes, sir!
Everybody at the bar!

Come on, now!

I'm a Texas timber wolf,
and this is my night to howl!

It's my night to howl.

Here. Wade says
you can't have that.

Sarsaparilla.

I think you'll find
most of these cattle

back over the hill here.

Tomorrow I'd like
to have you push 'em

back down towards
Indian Lake.

Don't want 'em
eatin' all of
Judge Garth's grass.

What do you mean,
Judge Garth's grass?

It's open range,
isn't it?

Yeah. But we're tryin'
to keep it friendly.

That'll be
Judge Garth's place
down there.

Hope he's got a well
full of cold water.

I can sure use a cupful
right about now.

Me, too. Let's go.

Morning.

We was just driftin'
a few down by the lake,

and we don't mean
to horn in on you.

Glad you stopped by.
Step down.

Thank you.

My daughter.
Betsy, say hello.

Hello.

Real pleased
to meet you, Betsy.

Johnny Wade.

Oh, this here's
the Roping Kid.

Steve.
My name's Steve.

Um, I'll fix
some lemonade.

Well, you may as well
join the rest of the company.

We'll make
a lemonade social of it.

You can tie up over there.

With pleasure.

I think she likes you.

Who, her?

Who do you
suppose, huh?

She got
real embarrassed

when you saw her
with a dirty face.

She's just a kid.

Tell me something.

What if they'd stretched
a rope around your neck?

Would you have told
who k*lled that man
on the train?

I don't know. Maybe.

Jeez.

Now, you tell me
something.

What's a Texas man like you
doing this far north?

They run out of grass
down there or something?

You don't run out of
grass in Texas, kid.

You got grass all
the way from the Pecos
to the Sabine.

Tall and sweet.

They brung in
the wire.

After that, it was
Arizona, Colorado,

and Nevada.

Didn't used to be
that way, though.

Used to be all
like this--open range.

As far as you could see,
as far as you could
ride a horse.

Then they brought in
the wire?

Every time.

Fence you in,
fence you out.

They got me fenced
about as far north
as I'm gonna go.

Hmm.

I'm Steve.
Remember me?

Hello.
Hi.

Won't you come in?

Sure.

Put that on.

What, for me?

Well, it ain't for me.
Go on, put it on.

Well, I sure
thank you, but...

you shouldn't
have done it.

You were startin'
to look naked

runnin' around
without one.

Ah-ah! Quit that!

Come on, I'll show you
how to use it.

Come on, now.

Leave it alone.
Take your glove off.

You don't need that now.

Now, look at something.
That hitching post.

Now, point--
Not with the g*n yet!

Point your finger at it,
just like that.

No, point at it!
Right at it.

Look at it, then point
right at it.

Now do it from here,
down here.

Say, "There."

There.

Not there. There!

There.

Put your elbow
in here. There.

There.

At the middle of it,

not up over
the top of it.

there.

Never mind
about how fast
you're gonna do it.

Just make sure
you're pointin'
where you're lookin'.

All right?

There.

Now, do up...

and all in one.

But not--
Uhh! Uhh!

But--uhh.

All right?
There.

Start it with
your thumb up.

As you point,
bring the thumb down.

Don't think about that.
Just think about what
you're pointin' at.

Uhh.

Uhh.

There.

Now do it with
a little lift.

Uh-uh.

How come my other
finger bends?

Up, out.

Now, the same way.

Grab the butt with
these three fingers.

And the hammer
with the thumb.

And as you
pull it up...

c*ck it back.

Keep your finger
off the trigger!

You'll sh**t
your leg off.

Just leave
that one out there.
Forget about that.

These three fingers,
that thumb.

And all in one. Up.

When you get it
out there, then--

You don't have to
keep it there,

but just keep it
off of there.

'Cause you can do 'em
both at the same time,
and boom.

Never mind
with the speed.

Just do it real slow.

Leave your hand here.

Now...

Don't get your hand
all clawed up.

Just...

Bring 'em around.

Right there,
Right there.

Now close it?

Bring it back--
It won't go down now.

You gotta
bring it back first,
then lower it easy.

Lower it easy,
lower it slow.

Okay.

Put it in the holster.

Go on.
sh**t?

Yeah.

Let that hammer
down easy.

Go on.

Take it out slower.

You'd be all right
if you was gonna hit
somebody in the feet.

All right.

Leave it alone.

Fancy dan.

sh**t your own
toes off.

Now, slow.

No.

Just...slow.
Like I showed you.

Never mind shootin' it.
Just--

Get it out of
there slow.

Go on.

Put your hand up.
Ah--put it down.

And down.

Is that what
you're paid to do?

What'd you say, honey?

Are you paid
to teach children

how to play with g*ns?

g*ns ain't playthings,
honey.

Hmm. Now, uh...

if you were lookin'
for anybody special,
I'm right here.

I'm Georgia Price--
the new owner.

And you are impolite.

You're the new owner?

Spinner said, uh--

Spinner said what?

Well, um--

Well, I guess
he didn't know, either.

Say, would you like
to look your place over?

I could show you around
and...everything.

I'll see you
when I see the rest
of the hired hands.

Yes, ma'am.

Ain't much of her
there, is there?

No, but what's there
is prime.

Why did you have to
make me out such a fool

with all that
fancy sh**ting?

Kid, nobody can make
a fool out of a man
except himself--

you know that.

Why didn't you tell me
that new owner
was a woman, huh?

I found out
the hard way.
Why not you?

Mm-hmm.

Hey, Spinner,
how's that?

All right, I want you
to listen to me.

I was born on a ranch.

There's not one thing
I don't know about ranching.

I bought this one
to make money.

You work hard,

you'll make
your fair share, too.

Any questions?

Uh...

that means you're
gonna be a workin' boss?

Right.

Now I want
to talk to you.

And...you.

Anybody else?

How does it feel
to be put in your
place, Romeo?

I don't know.

Why, you want to try
puttin' me there?

Kind of looks like
your top hand

is gonna be a little late
for that talk, Miss Price.

No, he isn't.

Come on in.

Thank you.

You, too.

Help yourself.

I guess we ought to drink
to the new boss here,

with her 10,000 head
of cattle.

20,000.

If you paid
for more than ten,
you got cheated.

There's a herd of 5,000

on its way from Texas
right now.

In six months,
there'll be 5,000 more
on the way.

You can't do that.

Say that again?

I said,
you can't do that.

If you increase
your herd,

all the rest of
the ranchers will
increase theirs.

So? There's enough grass
in Wyoming

for a million head
of cattle.

All the grass
in Wyoming

isn't in this valley.
But we are.

This is a section map of
this part of the state.

I want you to mark out
the best grazing areas.

Well, that's not
just yours.

That's all open range,
isn't it?

Do you want
to tell that
to Judge Garth...

and the rest of
the people?

Miss Price, these are
nice people,

and we've got
no quarrel with them.

Fine.
But I know the law.

And I intend
to exercise my rights.

If your nice people
will leave me alone,
I'll leave them alone.

But that's just it.
You're not leavin'
them alone,

bringin' in
all these cattle.

Beg your pardon, ma'am.
You got some company.

Miss Price,
I'm Judge Garth.

We were just
talking about you.

Please come in.
Drink?

No, thank you.
Don't go, gentlemen.

You know Judge Garth?

Yes, ma'am. Judge.

Miss Price,
I'll be brief.

The other ranchers
and I have been
waiting

to hear from you.

A little impatiently,
I might add.

Well, I've been busy.

I still am.

Well, then I'll come
directly to the point.

I'm here as a spokesman
for all the ranchers
in the valley

to ask for
your cooperation.

The rest of us
have agreed

that the only way to
save a good percentage
of our cattle

from starving to death
every winter

is to fence off
a mutually
agreed-upon area

and to limit
the size of our herd

to their
present numbers.

In the long run,
we can cut down
our winter losses

by 80% or more.

We'd like your
agreement to that.

I don't agree at all,
Judge Garth.

Perhaps you don't
understand.

This is the only way

we can assure
enough winter feed
for all our stock,

including yours.

Oh, I do understand.

Perfectly.

I just don't
agree with you.

It's open range.

That is the law
of the land.

Well, Miss Price,
I'm appealing to you

on moral grounds.

I prefer to stick
to the law.

Open range.

It's stated clearly
and explicitly.

And I intend to use it

whenever and wherever
I need to.

I'm not particularly
interested

in "the long run",
as you call it.

Maybe ranching is
some sort of religion
to you, Judge Garth,

but to me
it's business.

Like selling yardage.

Or harness equipment.

Well...

so be it.

But this winter,

a section will be opened
to your cattle,

along with ours.

And the fences
will go up...

with or without
your cooperation.

Then you'd better
put them up
extra strong.

Because in a few days
I'll have 5,000
more cattle here

to knock them down.

Miss Price,
I hope you won't be
that shortsighted.

Or that foolish.

I'm a woman,
so don't bet on it.

Good day, Judge Garth.

Miss Price...

you can't keep
shovin' these people
around like this.

They're not gonna
take it layin' down.

You try to stop them,
they'll fight.

Mr. Spinner, you are
foreman of this ranch,

not its conscience!

I'm not its foreman.
I quit...

as of now.

Well, you just lost
yourself a good man.

No man's a good man.

Unless he's on my side.

Let's have that iron.

Come on, lay it
on there, kid.

Who, me?
Yeah, you.

It's time you
learned something.

That ain't bad.
A couple of years,

you might turn into
a pretty good hand.

Come on, baby.
Come on, baby.

Go to Mama.

All right, want to go
for a dollar?

All right.

What'll it be?

When this hits.

Ready?
Go on, go on.

You keep that up,
I'm gonna owe you
my whole month's pay.

You keep improving,

maybe you'll
get a chance
to win it back.

Some of it.

Johnny,
I want to talk to you.

Yes, ma'am.

Say, take care of
my horse, will you?

Before winter,
I intend to have
30,000 head of cattle

on the grass.

Well...

that sure is
a lot of beef.

But the grass
won't last

much more than two
or three years
at that rate.

That's all the time
I need.

Oh.

Get in fast,
get what you can,

and get out fast, huh?

Why not?

I've been
watching you, Johnny.

I think we want
the same things.

For different reasons,
but that doesn't matter.

You don't like
barbed wire.

As for me...

What about you?

My father had a name
all picked out for me

before I was born.

George.

Oh, it must've been
quite a spoiler

when he had
to change it.

Well, he died
a year ago.

My brothers
got the ranch...

and nearly 20,000
head of cattle.

All he trusted me with
was money.

Ain't that a shame.

So, you went out
and bought yourself
a spread

so you could
show him up, huh?

I know as much about
ranching as any man.

More than most.

Fine.

Now...

just where do I
fit into that?

I need a foreman,
Johnny.

But more than that,
I need a man

who feels as I do,

who feels strongly
enough about things...

not to back away
when there's trouble.

Heh. And you figure
that's me?

I figure that's you.

And the best part,
Johnny,

is that we're
in the right.

Judge Garth and his
Sunday School class
are wrong.

Oh, they might be
ill*gal,

but they ain't wrong.

What does that mean?

It don't mean a thing.

But let's not kid
one another, huh?

Not now.

'Cause what I want
to know is, what's
in this for me?

You can write
your own ticket.

Well, that's
fair enough.

A little better
than that, I think.

Are you accepting
the job?

Are you payin'
the wages?

Just how much do you
hate barbed wire,
Johnny?

Enough so I--

I don't want to talk
about it right now.

Heh. Good.

I trust a man who hates
better than he loves.

You're my man, Johnny.

Hi, Steve.
Hi.

Come on in.

Daddy wants to see you.

Oh, hello, Steve.
Good evening.

Why don't you get us
some hot chocolate,
Betsy?

Oh. All right.

That'll give us a minute
together anyway.

Sit down, Steve.

I like to get to know
the boys

who call on my daughter.

I'd also like to talk
to you about something.

All right, fine.

I wonder
if you really know

what it is
you're getting into.

I don't know
what you mean.

From what I've seen
of Miss Price

and your friend
Johnny Wade...

there's going to be
some serious trouble.

I don't think Johnny's
looking for any trouble.

Perhaps not.

But you see
he's on the wrong side.

You're on the wrong
side, Steve.

It's wrong
for someone to come
into a new country,

take the heart out of
the land for the money
that's in it,

leave it dry and useless
to anyone else.

It's the fencing.

It's the fencing off
that brings the trouble.

A range should be
left open,

so a man can--
well, breathe freely.

So he can--

So he can
get on a horse

and ride as far
as he wants to
in a straight line.

When you fence off
an open range,

it's like passing a law

that says a man can't
go to the church that
he wants to go to.

Well, I just
want you to be sure

you know
what you're doing.

There's serious
trouble coming.

When it does...

you're gonna have to
decide where you stand.

Well,
have I been long?

Just long enough, dear.

Johnny,
we got work to do.
Herd's comin' in.

Where they at?

Across the flats.
5,000 of 'em.

Stung out from here
to the horizon.

Well, let's go
take a look!

There they be!

Who bring them in?

Ben Tully--
from the Sabine.

You know him?

No, I don't know
everybody in Texas.

Then you're the first
Texan I ever heard
to admit it.

You get around,
boss lady.

Who's in charge here?

That'd be me.

What's your name?

My name's Tully.

Ben Tully.

You the boss lady?

I'm the owner.

Things are
pickin' up.

I want you to work
for the Walking Butte.

You want just me,

or my men, too?

Them, too.

As soon as they finish
their fun in town.

I'm payin'
$20 a month more

than you'll get
anywhere else in Wyoming.

Lady, you just hired
yourself a bunch of men.

Make a tally.

Take the herd,
drift them up north

along Indian River
Flats.

When you do,
look out for trouble.

Yes, ma'am.

You heard her.
Go on, get goin'.

Indian River Flats.

Isn't that the area
the other ranchers
want to fence off?

That's right.

I'm gonna do
what I'm told,

and that would be
a good thing for you
to do, too.

We'll both stay
out of trouble maybe.

Go on.

Come on, Dowdy.

Show him who's boss,
Steve!

Ha ha ha!

Hyah! Hyah!

Trapped!

Trapped!

Easy.

Ohh.

Ow!

Aah!

Does it hurt bad?

I rode right into it.
I Didn't know
it was there.

It's not gonna
be there for long.

Leave it alone,
Dowdy!

Take off
your g*n belt.

All right, drop it.

Now step down.

Steve ran into our wire.

He'll need
a little doctoring.

I'm sorry about the boy,

but I told you
what we were doing
and where.

Find Johnny.

Do you or any
of these men

own the land where
Steve was hurt?

You know that we don't.

And we're not
closing this range.
We're protecting it.

For you,
as well as for us.

That's not for you
to decide!

Open range means
no barbed wire!

We've discussed this
before, Miss Price,

without benefit
to either of us.

Open range means
property held in common.

The law says nothing
about barbed wire.

Then you'd better listen
carefully this time,

because you've gone
too far.

What you're doing
is ill*gal.

And I am justified in taking
whatever steps I need

to protect my rights.

Are you declaring w*r,
Miss Price?

That's right, Judge Garth.

Today I hired
eight men from Texas.

And I'll hire 100 more
if I have to.

Well, then we'll stop you
whatever way we have to.

There's too much
of our lives
put into this land.

How bad is it, kid?

Not bad. I just
ran into some wire.

I didn't see it.

Is it Garth?

Yeah, they just
brought him in.

It's begun,
all right.

I'm gonna
sh**t me a judge.

Come on, Johnny.
It wasn't--
Get off!

Johnny, wait--

Johnny!

Hold on to that.

Thought I was only
supposed to drink
sarsaparilla.

You are.
It's cleanin' whiskey.

Aaah!

All right. Quit it.

Ohh!

It'll cool off
in a minute.

You could cuss
a little.

Put on a clean shirt,
if you got one.

Whew!

When do you think all this
is gonna stop, Johnny?

Hmm?

All this trouble
with the ranchers,

with Judge Garth,
and us.

I don't know, kid.

I've seen this kind
of thing before.

And every time
they bring in the wire,

somebody gets k*lled.

You're the only one
that was ready
to k*ll anyone.

Me

What happened outside.

Well, I--

Forget about that.

Kid, how do you
want it, then?

I don't know.

You don't know.

No.

It's like that time
with that fella
with the knife

on the train.

Yeah, like that,
I guess.

I'm gonna pull out,
Johnny.

You're gonna what?

Well, I think--

I think this is
the wrong side.

So that makes
anybody who stays...

wrong.

You dumb punk kid.

Who do you think put
them scratches on you?

I didn't do it.
They did it!

If you'd let me alone,
I'd have k*lled them
for you.

You were ready
to k*ll me, too.

All right, then!

You want to leave?
Leave.

I'll tell you
something.

You walk out of here,
don't come on back,
you hear?

You leave,
just stay gone.

If you're figurin'
to join up

with Judge Garth
and his bunch...

don't you ever come up
in front of me again

unless you're wearin'
that g*n, you hear?

You hear what I said?

I didn't say
I was joining anybody.

I just said
I was pullin' out.

Whiskey.

Kid, looks like you're
fixin' to go somewhere.

Yeah.

They tell me there's
a story goin' around

that you got all
kind of hung up

one some
barbed wire today.

Is that true?

Hmm?

Excuse me.
I gotta go.

Hold on.
Wait a minute.

What's
the matter, kid?

Going get a little
rough for you?

Ha ha! Hey, you know
what happened?

The kid got a couple
of little old bitty
scratches.

And you know what
color showed through
on his skin?

Yellow!

You take that back.

Now, just take it easy.

Maybe we won't bruise
that little--

Ohh!

I thought you Texans
were supposed--

supposed to be tough.

What'd you say
about Texans?

We're gonna learn you
better, boy.

Good afternoon, Judge.

Betsy.

I want to work for you.

If you'll have me.

I'd be
mighty pleased.

Come on in.

Take care of
the horse, Betsy.

Daddy! Daddy,
the Virginian's back!

Hi!

Come on in.
I'll bring you up to date.

Get down!

Bad?

No, I've cut myself
worse while shaving.

Get on back down the hill.

Drop it, friend.

Sure.

g*n belt, too.

Take him, Ed!

Get down.

Give me the belt.

You all right?
Yeah.

You find any more?
No.

I guess this is
all of 'em.

Let's deliver 'em
to the Walking Butte.

Maybe this'll stop
any more of it.

Steve, you'd better
get back to the ranch

with Loomis.

Pick 'em up, boys.

Are these your men?

They work for me.

Nothing can be done
for them.

But it's not too late
for you to change
your mind.

A skirmish doesn't
make a battle,
Judge Garth.

And a battle
doesn't mean a w*r.

All this is needless.
We'd like it to end.

It hasn't even
started yet.

We'll be ready.

I seen a friend of yours
out there today, Wade.

I ran out
of friends.

What do you call
that kid?

Where'd you see him?

I seen him out there
stringin' up barbed wire

with Garth's bunch.

Hey, you!

You, Garth!

We're gonna take
them fences of yours.

We'll show you how
we done it in Texas!

You see anything?

There's some dust
up over those hills.

No riders, though.

They'll come.

Think they're
movin' up a herd?

That's what
Wade promised.

Texas style.

When they come,
I don't want to be
sent away.

I want to ride
with the rest of you.

All right, Steve.

Up there!

Tell the men
to mount up.

Get mounted, men!

This ain't gonna be
no place for a woman.

It will be
for this one.

All right.

You ready?
Yep.

How about Garth?

He and his bunch are
waitin' by the wire.

We'd best not
disappoint 'em, then.

Let's spook 'em.

Hey, Tully!
You and your men,
get movin'!

They won't stop
till they reach the river.

They'll take the fence
with 'em.

They'll never make it
to the fence.

We'll turn 'em first.

Turn a stampede
that's headed
right toward us?

You got
any better ideas?

It's worth a try.

Come on!
It's your grass!

There's the trouble!
Where?

The guy on the point
is turnin' them away
from the wire!

I'll fix him.

Turn 'em north!
Keep turning 'em north!

Turn 'em north!
Keep turning 'em north!

They're turning north!
We'll never stop 'em!

You want to go
for a dollar?

If you ride
out of here right now,

there won't be
any need for it.

It'll just be...

finished.

If I ride out of here,
I'll be finished.

I've rode about as far
as I'm gonna go.

You know,
you never did tell me

why you wouldn't
point out that knife man
on the train.

I guess I'm not ever
gonna find out now.

I told you to never
get in front of me
again, kid.

Didn't you believe me?

I believe you, Johnny.

You didn't have
to do that.

Did you have to do that?!

I never knew till now

why I didn't point out
that knife man, Johnny.

But now I know.

It's 'cause I never wanted
to help a man die.

Gentlemen.

The Walking Butte Ranch
is for sale.