Whoa.
[GUNSHOTS]
Hyah!
[CLICKS]
[GUNSHOT]
[BULLET RICOCHETS]
Keep your head down.
[GUNSHOT]
Some of the young hotheads among the settlers
tried to jump me.
What for?
It's the same old trouble
between the plowman and the cattleman.
Anybody from Warbonnet Ranch
isn't popular around Little River.
Warbonnet?
What do they call you, mister?
Willard. Rex Willard.
Tuck Ordway's son-in-law.
You know Tuck?
Yeah, I know him.
Come on, we gotta get outta here.
I don't remember ever seeing you around here before.
Get up behind me.
[CLEARS THROAT]
Whoa.
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
Warbonnet's gate lies back this way.
I know it, and they know it.
What if you were in their boots
and lost a Warbonnet man you were hunting?
Where would you go to head him off?
You got me pegged as an easterner,
a fool who can't think right in this kind of country.
I didn't say it, mister.
You did.
There's your fence line.
I'd like to know your name.
In case you ever need a friend, I...
Madden. Larry Madden.
Just get this straight, mister:
I hate your guts or anyone else connected with Warbonnet.
I bought in before I knew who you were,
but I'm glad I did, so's you can tell Tuck Ordway I'm back.
You can tell her that too.
[PIANO PLAYING INSIDE SALOON]
Whoa.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Some of that cloverleaf.
Five.
Hello, Larry.
Howdy.
What's it been, good luck or bad since we last saw you?
Oh, a little of both.
Been about three years, huh, Larry?
Five.
Ames Luddington, Larry Madden.
How do you do?
Very glad to know you.
I'm Reva.
Glad to know you, miss.
Oh, yes, Reva.
I didn't mean to neglect you, my dear.
I'm getting used to it.
She sings here for Sebo.
Then I've got something to look forward to.
It's nice to hear a gentleman talk for a change.
SEBO: How many?
AMES: I'm good.
JEFF: Two.
I see you did all right for yourself, Jeff.
What do you mean?
Wearing that deputy doodad.
You must have been a big help to Sebo to earn that.
You looking for trouble, Larry?
You'll know when I am.
Ten.
Who's the slick kid wearing out those coins?
Him?
He's the Peso Kid.
He's handy to have around.
I'll bet he is, especially with your back turned.
How 'bout sitting in, Madden?
LARRY: Too tired.
I'm going to the hotel for the night.
[SNIFFING]
Nothing's changed much.
You're even using the same cheap-smelling toilet water.
You never did like that, did you?
It'll never take the place of a bath.
Good night, gentlemen.
Reva.
Larry...
Have a drink.
It might interest you to know
that we've got the Warbonnet outfit on the run.
I'll believe that when I can see it.
Old Tuck Ordway hasn't showed his face
in Little River for over a year.
Not only that, there are homesteaders
located half the length of the valley.
And I'll bet every one of 'em paid you to locate the land,
to say nothing of what you can squeeze out of 'em
in this whiskey mill.
I'm a businessman, Larry.
If I can make it two ways instead of one, all the better.
SEBO: You got a stake?
LARRY: What difference does it make?
I can use a rider who can be frisky with a gun
when he needs to be.
I'll give you fighting pay and found.
How 'bout it?
I'd sooner herd sheep.
We both carry the same marks, Larry:
Ordway's marks.
That's the only thing we've ever had in common.
Why should I tie in with you?
At least I'd be more faithful to you than...
Corinna was.
[PIANO PLAYING STOPS]
Not here.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
Come in.
[DOOR OPENS]
What'd he clip you for?
Oh, about $80, I guess.
Reva wasn't standing behind you just to stroke your hair.
I know. The best place to hear things is at a poker game.
Looked at the register, saw that you got in 10 days ago.
We left enough spread between us
to keep anybody from asking questions.
Okay, let's have it.
Well, I had to go all the way to Washington
to find that chink in Tuck Ordway's armor
you were looking for.
I had to be a detective first and a lawyer afterward.
What'd you find out?
Great news, Larry. Better than I hoped for.
Ordway doesn't own an inch of that land.
No, not legally.
What are you talking about?
His patent to the land is filed in the Sentinel County records.
That's right.
But it was filed by the county homestead committee,
and Washington doesn't recognize the legality
of any of those committees.
Ordway thought he was safe,
but he didn't file with Washington.
Then Warbonnet's actually public domain, is that it?
Sure.
I spoke to a federal marshal when I was back east,
and he said he'd throw Ordway off the land
and open the land for filing.
Good work, Ames.
That means I'm set to get him one way or the other.
What do you mean, one way or another?
I wanna look at Tuck Ordway through gun smoke first.
If I bring him down, I don't need your marshal.
Uh, from what I hear,
there isn't a faster man with a .45 than Tuck Ordway.
Suppose he brings you down, what then?
You can send for that marshal and have him throw Ordway off.
Alive or dead, I mean to get him.
Why not get back at him,
make a profit out of it at the same time?
I came back for Ordway's hide, not his home.
What if Pearlo should find out about this?
If he hasn't found out about it yet,
he isn't going to,
not if you keep your mouth shut.
I've waited five years to get even,
pounding leather, wrangling in four states,
to pile up enough money to get a lawyer like you
to find out everything I could to pay Ordway back...
in my own way.
Like you said, you're paying me.
The man who pulls Tuck Ordway down off of his rawhide throne
is going to be me.
[HOOFBEATS]
MAN: Who killed him?
MAN 2: He said the Warbonnet gang ambushed him.
Violent country.
One thing you never told me, Larry:
why do you hate Ordway so much?
I'll show you something.
Pull this shirt down.
Holy...
How'd you like to be driven down this street
with a man laying a whip across your back?
Tuck Ordway?
He had his some of his men hold me
while he took a whip to me.
And on top of that, he...
He stomped on my gun hand.
I couldn't use it for months later.
Well, for goodness' sakes, why?
I've told you all you need to know.
I hear Sebo Pearlo carries the same marks you do.
Well, he's after the same thing you are: Ordway.
You might tie up with him.
There's some things a man won't share.
I have my way of doing things, and it isn't Sebo's.
Heh. You must hate him as much as you do Ordway.
Just about.
One's a low-down coyote
who always figured a cowboy's coin
was his legitimate loot.
Ordway's a mountain lion who clawed over everybody
using a six-shooter
and a whip for those who wouldn't keep his law.
TUCK: I know what Madden's back for.
He's like all the rest who have dreams of making me eat dust.
There never was a day
when I couldn't run any one of 'em down the road.
I'll wait for Madden to show his hand.
Then I'll drive him out again,
and this time he'll never come back.
Still, he saved my life.
Yes, and he told you why.
He was just being mouthy.
[DOOR OPENS]
Uh, Rex, Jeff Barclay's here to see you.
Why, that dirty excuse for a deputy
oughtn't to be allowed on Warbonnet.
I'll see what he wants.
Excuse me, Dad.
You can go back, Tom.
What brings you here?
You have a ruckus with some of the boys in town yesterday?
To be more exact about it, they had a ruckus with me.
One of them's dead.
That's why I'm alive.
I've gotta take you along, Willard.
Take him along?
There'll be a coroner's inquest in town this afternoon at 3:00.
What happens after that depends upon
what the jury decides. It's a frame-up.
They're sure to make a murder charge out of it.
Give us a couple of minutes.
Make it fast. I ain't got all day, huh?
The inquest can only be a formality.
It was out-and-out self-defense.
They'll have the jury rigged against you.
Once you're in in Little River,
they'll never let you leave. That's right, Rex.
He's Pearlo's man. Body and soul and badge.
Good or bad, he's the only law in Little River.
If I defy him, I outlaw Warbonnet
and line up all the townspeople against us.
And that's just what Pearlo expects me to do.
Well, I'll disappoint him.
Whoa, boy.
Let's go.
I'll tell your father. He'll send some hands into town
and take him back. No, Hap.
That isn't the way he'd want it.
He's trying to play an honest game
with a crooked deck.
I still may be able to help. Saddle my horse.
I was hoping you'd be out this morning.
Beautiful day for a ride.
It's good to get away from the smell of whiskey.
I won't be able to ride with you today, Reva.
Something wrong?
I'd like you to do me a favor.
Sure. Glad to do anything I can.
It's Reva.
This isn't the healthiest way to come visiting.
I didn't want anybody to see me.
I brought you a message from Corinna.
[CHUCKLES]
You surprised that she speaks to a person like me?
I didn't say that.
You didn't have to.
Corinna and I meet often during our rides.
Perhaps the fact we have nothing in common
has made for more interesting friendship.
You shouldn't have any trouble making friends.
At least with someone like Corinna,
it's a welcome change.
She knew you wouldn't listen to anyone from Warbonnet,
so she asked me to ask you.
Meet at your old circle M about noon.
Whatever we had to say to each other
was said a long time ago.
I've delivered the message.
I don't care whether you go to see Corinna or not.
That's your business.
But I like her well enough not to want to see her hurt,
and you can hurt her.
You seem to know a lot about Corinna and me.
I know that your hate has brought you back.
Everybody knows that.
A lot of people are sticking their noses
into something which doesn't concern them.
Hate won't bring you anything but bitterness.
The best thing you can do is ride out of Little River
and never come back.
[DOOR CLOSES]
Hello, Al.
Howdy, Reva.
Hey, Reva, how 'bout a little drink?
Yeah, come on.
Maybe later, boys.
Phew!
You use more perfume than I do.
I'm not in the mood today
for jokes concerning my personal habits.
Something must be wrong. You haven't touched your food.
I can't eat when something's eating me.
Madden?
I'd like to kill him and kill him slow,
the way the Yaquis do.
So it's Yaqui.
I always thought you were part Indian,
but I never knew which kind.
I'm pure Castilian,
and don't you ever forget it.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
Yes?
Jeff's got Willard in jail.
In jail? Yeah.
All right.
I thought Warbonnet would throw Jeff off.
Well, it's not what you expected,
but at least you got Willard out of the way.
The settler who brought the body in
said a stranger joined Willard during the shooting.
My hunch is it was Larry Madden.
Madden would never side with Willard.
He probably didn't know who Willard was.
If he should testify for him...
Well, he knows Willard's with Warbonnet now,
and he'd never side with him.
You're forgetting: he's got whip marks.
I have them too,
but he wouldn't throw in with me.
[HOOFBEATS]
Tell the Peso Kid I want to see him.
You play with a loaded gun,
and you're going to get into trouble.
The Peso Kid is a loaded gun.
I think you should remember, Reva,
that the one thing I don't want from you is advice.
Hello, Larry.
Hello, Corinna.
I've come here often.
That was the cruelest thing of all,
touching a match to your own ranch.
It saved your father the trouble.
He never thought it was good enough for you.
But I was willing to marry you and live here.
You knew that.
I also knew he expected your husband
to live at Warbonnet and be pushed and ordered about
as he saw fit.
That's not fair.
It was only your stiff-necked pride
that made you dream of bringing me
to a place that compared with Warbonnet.
Dad never understood. He never tried to.
And on top of that, he heard those ugly rumors about us.
He didn't have to believe 'em.
What was he to believe
when day after day I kept coming here
and there was never any mention of marriage?
When I tried to explain,
he thought I was just defending you.
Well, it worked out all right for you.
You sold yourself to a lot higher bidder.
Think what you want,
but it was three years after you disappeared
before I went east and met Rex.
I knew Dad wanted a son to take over Warbonnet
when his day was done.
Well, I brought him one.
Is that such a wicked thing to do?
I'm sorry I said that.
I didn't ask you here to turn a knife into you.
Then, why did you ask me here?
To find out what you're going to do at the inquest.
Inquest? Yes.
For the settler who was killed when you helped Rex.
When is it? This afternoon, 3:00.
Why should I do anything? [SIGHS]
They're holding Rex.
If I know Sebo Pearlo, his handpicked jury
will make a murder charge out of it.
Rex is a good man, Larry. A kind one.
He never liked it out here.
He only stayed because I needed him.
I fished him out of the fire once.
Do you expect me to go on fishing him out?
I can't make you do anything.
Oh, I know why you came back.
If you want to start by taking your vengeance out on Rex,
I can't stop you.
[GUNSHOT]
Make sure.
[GUNSHOTS]
[GRUNTS]
[GUNSHOT]
How do you feel?
Like I've been scalped.
No. No, don't touch it.
What happened to that kill-crazy kid
and his sidekick?
They took off when I cut loose with my saddle gun.
How'd you know that sidewinder was gunning for me?
Let's call it a hunch.
Where are you going?
The inquest.
Oh, it must be over by now.
It was Sebo.
That cheap-smelling hunk of cow grease
wanted me bushwhacked so I wouldn't show up.
If I don't get back soon,
he's gonna start asking questions.
You stay here until your head clears.
I rounded up your horse for you.
Thanks, Reva.
Maybe I can pay you back sometime.
You can right now.
Ride out of here and keep riding.
If you call Tuck Ordway to account now, who wins?
If you don't, you're dead.
And if I do?
Then the decent people in town lose.
Ordway's influence is the only thing
that holds Pearlo back.
You forget one thing: a man's pride.
That's something a woman can't answer.
If I had to pick a woman who could understand,
I'd pick you.
What's a girl like you doing
tied in with a dog like Pearlo?
Sometimes you can get sort of attached to a dog.
¶ It looks to me Like a big night tonight ¶
¶ Big night tonight ¶
¶ For when the cat is away ¶
¶ Why, the mice wanna play ¶
¶ And it looks like A big night tonight ¶
¶ Hey, partner It looks to me ¶
¶ Like a big night tonight ¶
¶ I said A big night tonight ¶
¶ I mean A big night tonight ¶
¶ We'll send the folks Out to see ¶
¶ But they can't see Through me ¶
¶ So it looks like A big night tonight ¶
[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]
¶ We're gonna Paint the town... ¶
Tell her I want to see her when she's finished.
Take my hand.
¶ We'll fill an oven cup ¶
¶ And drink it bottoms up ¶
¶ And we won't go home Till 3 ¶
¶ It looks to me Like a big night tonight ¶
¶ Big night tonight ¶
¶ We're gonna Make lots of noise ¶
¶ And have fun With the boys ¶
¶ Hey, it looks like A big night tonight ¶
¶ I'm shoutin' ¶
¶ It looks to me Like a big night tonight ¶
¶ Big night tonight ¶
¶ A mighty big night tonight ¶
¶ For when the cat is away ¶
¶ Why, the mice wanna play ¶
¶ I'm tellin' ya, mister ¶
¶ Get set for a twister... ¶
I'll be outside.
¶ I said I'm tellin' ya, mister ¶
¶ Get set for a twister... ¶
Where can I find that lead pusher
who calls himself the Peso Kid? [APPLAUSE]
Peso ain't been around here yet today.
And Sebo?
He's, uh... He's gone to bed.
So early?
Maybe he ain't feeling well.
He'll feel a lot worse when I get through with him.
Tell him that.
What happened at the inquest?
Murder. They're going to take Willard
over to the county seat for trial.
REVA: ¶ Oh, he looks like He might buy wine ¶
¶ When he asked me... ¶
Oh, say, Madden,
there's something wrong with my bronc's hoof.
I wonder if you'd mind taking a look.
Sure.
Where have you been?
Peso Kid tried to bushwhack me. You go to the inquest?
Yeah. It was a farce.
That coroner acted like he was Pearlo's brother.
You got a knife?
Oh, yeah.
Anyone mention me? No.
Not even Willard?
That doesn't make sense.
It does if you know Willard.
He's a gentleman with a gentleman's code.
You saved his life.
He isn't gonna have your neck stretched
to save his hide.
The darned fool.
When they move him over to the county seat for the trial,
you're going to defend him.
Tell them I'm the one who shot that settler, not Willard.
Whose side are you on anyway? My side.
I don't want him taking any blame for me.
Okay. It's your funeral.
But if you just let me get the marshal out here
and have Ordway thrown off, you wouldn't be in this.
BARCLAY: Evening, Ames.
Oh, hello, Jeff.
Just a pebble stuck in his shoe.
Oh, thanks.
Say, how 'bout a drink?
I worked up a thirst just watching you.
Some other time.
REVA: ¶ I can feel their eyes ¶
¶ I can hear Their murmured sighs ¶
¶ Otherwise They continued marching by ¶
[CHEERING]
Sebo wants to see you.
Well...
Whenever I put this on,
I feel I've left all that behind me.
Sort of makes me feel like a gentleman.
Or do you think it takes more than this
to make a gentleman out of me?
If you like to wear a smoking jacket
and drown yourself in perfume,
that's your business.
Sometimes, Reva, I don't think you approve of me.
You haven't heard me complain.
No.
That's why I value you.
You know when to talk, and you know when to listen.
The important thing is never to confuse the two.
What brought that on?
Nothing in particular.
It's just that I worry about the things I value.
And today...
Well, I was worried about you.
Why?
You were gone much longer than usual.
I told you. I was going riding.
Did you enjoy it?
Takes me out of here for a while.
I see.
Makes you feel like a lady for a few hours.
You were gone so long, I thought something
might have happened to you.
My horse broke loose when I stopped to rest.
I was some time rounding him up.
Nothing else?
Nothing.
There are three bullets missing from your saddle gun.
I fired them at a snake.
He reminds many people of a snake.
Who?
The Peso Kid.
You've often told me how much he reminds you of a snake.
[SCOFFS]
I don't know what you're talking about.
Don't try to help Madden. Understand?
You're crazy! Why would I?
[GASPS]
Don't lie to me.
I'm not! I swear I'm not!
Since I can't prove otherwise, I'll pretend I believe you.
Just remember one thing: you're Sebo's girl.
Don't ever cross him.
[DOOR SLAMS]
[STAGECOACH APPROACHING]
[HORSE SNORTS]
CORINNA: Rex!
I was afraid of this.
The inquest was a mockery.
We can grab him away right now.
Then they would have a legitimate charge against me.
Let 'em. And let 'em try and take you.
I don't want it this way.
This is a chance to prove
that Warbonnet is on the side of law and order.
Oh, whose law and order?
His?
Right or wrong, he's the only law around here.
This is the best way that I know of to prove
that everything that Pearlo's been saying about us is a lie.
We better get going.
I'll come to Sentinel with a lawyer.
BARCLAY: All right, Sam.
I'm counting on you, Peso.
I don't want Willard turned loose
by no slick-talking Sentinel lawyer.
Corinna!
I should've known I couldn't count on you to help.
I couldn't get to the inquest on time...
You don't have to explain.
Couldn't or wouldn't?
Look, there's a lawyer in town. His name is Luddington.
Let him handle the trial in Sentinel.
What kind of a fool do you take me for,
to hire any lawyer you'd recommend?
I only thought to help.
Yeah. They'll hang him.
[HOOFBEATS]
Okay, have it your own way.
Hire his lawyer.
He's got more nerve than you can hang on a fence.
[NEIGHS]
[BULLET RICOCHETS]
Hyah!
[GUNSHOT]
Who is it? The Peso Kid.
Give me a gun.
Just sit still.
[GUNSHOT]
Hyah!
[GRUNTS]
[HOOFBEATS]
BARCLAY: It's Madden!
Hyah!
Hyah! Hyah!
Sebo in?
Yeah.
SEBO: Well?
He's dead.
Where's Peso?
Being chased by Madden.
Madden?
He came up just as the Peso Kid shot Willard.
He saw it?
REVA: Well...
there goes your plan to blame it on the settlers.
I tell ya, Sebo, we're in trouble.
When they get wind of this in Sentinel...
Sentinel?
What do you think's gonna happen when Ordway finds out
you had his son-in-law shot down?
Shut up, Reva.
Everybody knows Larry came back here to gun for Warbonnet.
Well, he picked off Willard first.
I think maybe he did us a favor.
A big favor.
Larry, you better keep moving.
Warbonnet's in town. They know you got Willard.
I got Willard? Yeah.
Why, it was that crazy, little gun-skinner.
You mean the Peso Kid?
I wasted a lot of time chasing him over half the country.
Barclay's story is that a masked rider
held up the stagecoach and shot Willard and the driver.
He says the killer sounded like you
and was just about your size.
Then why doesn't that lying law dog arrest me?
Well, because he says it's your word against his,
and he's just not too sure.
He's just sure enough to target me to Warbonnet
instead of the Peso Kid.
[CART APPROACHING]
If you're here in the morning, I won't stop him.
You're going to tell the truth about that killing.
[NEIGHS]
[HORSE WHINNIES]
[HORSE WHINNYING]
Who killed Willard?
[PANTING] No. No more. No more.
Who killed Willard?
It was the Peso Kid.
Louder, so they all can hear you.
It was the Peso Kid that killed Willard!
[CROWD MURMURING]
Get up.
You're going with me.
[HOOFBEATS]
Hey, Tom.
It's that two-bit deputy again.
Looks like he got caught in a stampede.
I guess they didn't see his badge.
I wanna talk to Corinna.
Who are you?
Larry Madden.
Drop 'em.
Open up.
You may go in, but you won't get out.
I'll take that chance. Now, mount up.
Come on, let's go.
You ought to know better
than to show your face around here.
Tell 'em.
Go on, tell her what you told me.
It was the Peso Kid that killed your husband.
I just wanted you to know,
no matter what you think of me,
I'm not a murderer.
Wait...
I'm sorry for what I said this afternoon.
I thought...
Don't get me wrong.
I might have killed Willard
had he stood between me and Tuck Ordway,
but at least I'd have given him a chance to defend himself.
Get him out!
Just a minute.
I told Tuck you were here. He wants to talk to ya.
I didn't come through that gate just to make talk.
Maybe you figure you won't stand so tall
in front of Tuck Ordway.
Let's see how tall he stands.
Take him out.
Your father don't want you in there.
Why did you come back?
Well, speak up.
I came back to kill you.
All right.
I'll give you your chance...
now.
Tuck, Corinna's outside.
We'll get this over with someplace else.
In your day, you were faster with a gun
than I ever wanted to be.
I'm not so sure it would be a fair fight now.
I can give you cards and spades any day of the week.
I always could.
Are you trying to crawl out of it?
Try me.
Will the Wayside house suit you?
As good as any place.
I'll be there at sunup tomorrow.
Now, get out.
[WHINNIES]
So it's all talk, huh?
He's around in back.
He goes in the back door. You go in the front.
When you find each other, you start shooting.
What kind of a darn fool play is this?
It's darker in there than inside of a boot.
Tuck's giving you a break.
A break?
It'll be an even fight in there.
You know no man ever beat him to the draw.
All right, if that's the way he wants it.
Nobody draws till they're inside and the door's closed.
He's coming in now, Tuck!
[CLATTERING]
[CRASH]
He'll be all right. Better get the wagon up here.
It'll take more than a bullet in the shoulder to kill Tuck.
He didn't see the gun even after you opened that door.
How long has he been blind?
Uh, two, three years.
He still got some sight left, but not much.
You shoulda told me.
We've kept it from everyone.
Pearlo woulda killed him if he'd heard about it.
You could've kept him from comin' here.
Tuck still got his pride.
That's why he wanted it this way, here in the dark,
where it'd be a fair fight:
you blind and him blind.
It wasn't even that. I saw his gun flash when he fired.
Larry...
I think there's something you oughta understand.
Might make you realize you've been on the wrong side.
Say it.
Except for Warbonnet, there's only one thing
ever meant a darn to Tuck, and that was Corinna.
He knew she was eating her heart out for you,
and you wouldn't even show your face.
I'd have come to Warbonnet when I stood big enough,
so he couldn't make me knuckle down to him.
How was Tuck to know that?
All he knew was she was always sneaking off to see you,
and then he heard that talk about you two.
He almost went out of his mind.
He had no cause to make me eat dust.
If I'm on the wrong side,
Tuck Ordway put me there.
All right, so he was wrong, dead wrong.
But you just collected for it.
Now the score is even.
Ride out and leave him alone.
I hope you're proud of yourself,
shooting a half-blind, old man.
Well, welcome to Little River, Mr. Feathergill.
Nice meeting you again, Mr. Luddington.
Well, is Mr. Madden here?
No, he'll be around later.
Boys, this is Jim Feathergill.
He's a federal marshal.
He came all the way from Washington.
And these men here are government surveyors.
MAN: Surveyors? What's goin' on?
What's a federal marshal doing here?
Let me have that proclamation, Frank.
This'll explain it to you, boys.
"Whereas Tucker Ordway of the township of Little River
"in Sentinel County has not made the requisite filings
"on the land occupied by him,
"all such lands are hereby restored to public domain
"and ought to be open to settlement and entry
"on the 17th day of July, 1892.
"Signed, President Benjamin Harrison
and secretary of state James G. Blaine."
Land rush! Yahoo!
Ordway's been kicked off!
Warbonnet's being opened for settlement.
[EXCITED SHOUTING]
Nail this up, will you, Frank?
And post some others around town.
[HAMMERING]
AMES: Oh, Sebo...
Sebo, I'd like you to meet Mr. Feathergill.
This is Sebo Pearlo.
BOTH [IN UNISON]: How do you do?
Mr. Pearlo operates the palace here.
Mr. Feathergill is a federal marshal
who's gonna handle this land rush.
Who found this out?
Why, Luddington did here at the request of a Mr. Madden.
Madden, huh?
You been tied up with him?
Ah. I'm his lawyer, Sebo.
He paid me to find out all I could about Warbonnet.
You're a fool, Ames. Whatever he paid you
I'd have doubled to know this.
What happens to Tuck Ordway?
Why, we're on our way now to put him off
and have his land surveyed for quarter sections.
Some soldiers are coming in to see that he leaves peaceably,
and they'll also guard against any sooners
trying to jump the gun.
Now, where's your livery stable?
Up the street.
Thank you, gentlemen.
Come along, boys.
We're gonna have a land rush!
Hey, did you hear?
Warbonnet's public domain!
I told you to hold off on the marshal
until I had my showdown.
Why wait? Look, Larry, homestead that quarter section
where the ranch buildings are standing,
and you've got the sweetest little ranch around.
You and me could handle it easily.
I wanted Tuck Ordway's hide, not his home.
Had I known then what I know now,
I'd have never come back.
What do you mean "know now"?
Ordway's half-blind.
He can't see beyond the end of his hand.
I just came near killing him.
Well, isn't that what you came back here for?
Not to shoot it out with an old man half-blind.
You can still hurt him my way
and do yourself some good in the bargain.
Get this straight, Ames, I want no part of Warbonnet land.
As far as I'm concerned, the whole game's over.
I have one more piece of business to take care of,
then I'm riding out for good.
You know, you've been making an idiot out of yourself
because of Ordway's daughter...
I thought you had more sense
than to ride back into town with Madden still around.
I miss very much the eating,
the drinking, and... the girls.
Don't look at me like that.
How can I forget that you're Sebo's girl.
Ah, but if you were not...
I'd sooner hold hands with a rattlesnake.
Or perhaps with Señor Madden?
Anyway, watch yourself.
He's gunning for you.
You know, he should be careful.
Someday he's liable to catch me.
AMES: Pearlo?
Hm?
I wanna talk to you.
Come in.
I came over to tell you...
What do you want?
Some drunken cowpoke reached for me instead of a bottle.
It'll only take me a minute to mend it.
Are you sure of this?
Madden just told me...
She belongs to Sebo. I have no secrets from her.
Madden just told me all about it.
He said Ordway can't see any farther
than the end of his hand.
That's why he hasn't shown his face in town
all this time.
Hm. We both would have been better off
if you'd have tied up with me instead of Madden.
That's why I'm here, Pearlo.
We can cash in on this land rush
if we play it smart.
Sit down.
[DOOR OPENS]
PESO KID: Andy.
Come here.
Give it to me.
What?
Maybe this will help you to remember, huh?
Who is this for?
Larry Madden.
Don't come back for a while.
[DOOR OPENS]
What's so important, Sebo?
Tell me, my dear,
have you ever met Madden outside of here?
Of course not.
What's all this about, anyway?
Sometimes I can't help but feel
that in him you see all the things I'm not.
I never gave you any cause to think that.
No, you were too smart for that.
But not smart enough to realize
that he'd have nothing to do with your sort.
But me?
Well, I always liked leftovers.
If you called me in here just to insult me...
I can insult you anywhere.
You usually do.
That's what I like about you, Reva.
You always have an answer.
Now, let me hear what your answer is to this.
Why were you going to meet him?
Did you just wanna be alone with him?
Or were you going to tell him
what Ames and me were talking about?
I heard nothing. I...
I've warned you what would happen
if you ever tried to cross me.
No, Sebo, you're wrong about that note.
[YELPS]
Oh, let me out of here.
We'll go out the back way,
then we'll ride out of town.
For a while, it will be pleasant.
No!
[GRUNTS] [WHIMPERS]
Try that again, I'll kill you right here.
Don't move.
Mr. Madden? Mm-hm.
Good.
She's anxious to see you.
How is she?
And don't, uh, be too long.
Hello, Reva.
I'm glad you came, Larry.
There's something I have to tell you.
Who did it?
It doesn't matter.
You'd only trade one hate for another.
I've had enough of that.
I had my showdown this morning.
I know.
I tried to tell you you couldn't win.
Who shot you?
Was it Pearlo?
The Peso Kid?
Forget him.
Then he's back.
Forget him, Larry.
What I have to tell you is,
Pearlo knows Tuck Ordway can't see.
Who told him?
Luddington.
They made a deal
to swamp the land rush.
So he tied in with Pearlo.
Larry?
I've only had one real friend in this town.
Corinna.
She's been hurt enough.
If her father ever rides in now,
he'll never ride out again.
She still loves you, Larry.
She always did.
I could tell the way she looked
when she mentioned your name.
Like somebody that was...
trying to put out a fire.
Whatever chance there was is gone now.
I should never have come back.
[DOOR OPENS]
You'd better leave now, Mr. Madden.
You better go.
Larry.
It's not too late.
I'd be better off
if he'd got me at the Wayside house.
Or you him.
He didn't even give us a chance
to file our own buildings.
Well, he wanted to get even,
and he has.
After 30 years on the Warbonnet,
I have to ask for a roof over my head.
Mrs. Henderson won't mind putting us up.
Ain't that Tuck Ordway?
Yeah, this is the first time he's come to town
in two, three years.
Ah, he don't look so tough to me.
Peso,
did you know Tuck Ordway is almost blind?
I wonder just how fast the old señor is with a gun.
Just slow down on him. You'll find out.
That's just what I'm going to do.
I'll see if she's home.
Yeah.
PESO KID: Señor Ordway.
I've always wanted to meet you, señor.
Who are you?
He's the Peso Kid,
Pearlo's sidewinder.
That's a word I don't like.
What do you want?
I've heard so much
about how quick you are with a gun.
I've heard it said there is none quicker.
There ain't.
Now, if you know what's good for you...
Keep out of this, Hap.
The señor took the words
out of my mouth.
There will be time for you later.
Can't you see what he's doin', Tuck?
He's tryin' to make you go for your gun.
I was only trying to see
if the señor is as fast as I have heard.
Of course, should he want to drag it
because he's an old man,
then let him say so, and I will understand.
You little punk. [METAL CLINKS]
LARRY: I've been lookin' for you, Peso.
Turn around.
Turn around unless you wanna drag it.
He was tryin' to make your father go for his gun
when Madden came up.
I didn't need your help.
I didn't do it for you.
He had it coming.
I never would have left here till I got him.
We'd better go in, Dad.
There's something I think you oughta know.
Better have somebody watching your backs during the land rush.
Ames Luddington and Pearlo have teamed up
to swamp the race to get your quarter section.
Are you trying to frighten us
out of racing for our own home?
I'm only trying to advise you.
Advise us? You?
If it hadn't been for you, there'd be no land rush.
That lawyer double-crossed me. Did it without my say-so.
Well, you've done what you came back to do,
so there's no need to lie about it.
I suppose you'll be racing for our land too.
I might.
Oh, I see.
You won't be satisfied till you're sitting
in Tuck Ordway's chair.
[ALL SHOUTING & WHISTLING]
[WHINNYING]
[SCREAMS]
Hyah!
Forget about Madden.
He's too far behind.
Each of you ride for a different stake.
Whoa.
[DOOR OPENS]
You couldn't have been that far out ahead
of the rest of us.
I gave myself a few hours' head start.
They weren't keeping as close a watch on the north side
because of the hills.
You might have got shot as a sooner.
I took that risk.
It didn't do you any good.
I just staked out this quarter section.
Well, we'll just change that when Sebo gets here.
[COCKS]
[GUNSHOT]
CORINNA: Larry, look out!
HAP: Quick!
[SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]
Ho!
Thanks for the warning.
How'd Luddington get here?
He was a sooner.
Nothing would've stopped him from getting this section.
I saw your stake when we drove up.
Thirty years I've lived here.
I don't need eyes to know every inch of ground,
every stone in the wall,
every blade of grass.
Well, we may as well get off
before the new owner kicks us off.
I didn't ride to win this for myself.
It's yours.
I told you I wanted no part of your land.
I'm turning it over to you,
and then I'm riding out for good.
TUCK: Larry.
Come closer so I can see you.
All this wouldn't have happened
if I hadn't been
so pigheaded and driven you off.
Maybe it isn't too late to make up for it.
I'm asking you to stay.
Come on, Hap.
Is it too late, Corinna?
Does it matter?
It always has, and it always will.
Oh, Larry, five years is such a long time.
We can put all those years behind us
by walking through that door.
We'd better go in. Let me take care of that.