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02x03 - Three Rode West

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Laramie". Aired: September 15, 1959 – May 21, 1963.*
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Two Sherman brothers and a dr*fter, Jess Harper, come together to run a stagecoach stop for the Great Central Overland Mail Company after the Shermans' father, Matt, was m*rder*d by a greedy land seeker.

02x03 - Three Rode West

Post by bunniefuu »

[ coughing ]

You getting tired
of eating dust?

Yeah, I feel like
I've had my share, all right.

See, the bend's
just up ahead.

Not much of a station,
but we'll water
the horses there.

Give us a chance
to stretch our legs.

Hurry it up,
they'll be coming soon.

Last time
we paid for information,

all they got us was
empty strongboxes.

I hope this time'll
be different.

You do like I told you
and it will be.

There'll be money enough
for all of us.

Get set. Sounds like them
coming now.

Place looks deserted.

Yeah.

Pig!

He's probably fishing down
at the stream.

You know, a jackrabbit'd
take better care of this place
than he does.

We better look around,
it's a little early
in the afternoon

for fish to be biting.

Well, might as well
water the horses first.
Get it over with.

Look out![ g*nshots ]

Come on!

Look at 'em go.

Thanks for
spotting them.

Yeah,
it's my life, too.

Let's see
what his trail looks like.

It'll be dark before we get
into Rockland City.

Yeah. Stage office'll
probably be closed.

You know where the stage company
agent lives, Jack Adams?

No, since I've been
making the run

I've only seen him
a couple of times,

and just to say hello.

He a friend of yours?

He knew my father
pretty well.

I've never met him.

Somebody around
ought to know where he lives.

Yeah.

What's in the box?

I was wondering when
you were gonna get around
to asking me that.

I'm curious.

Seeing as I almost got my head
shot off helping you save it.

Yeah, I guess
you're entitled to know.

Well, there's 10,000 inside,
mostly cash.

Guess somebody
must've talked.

I'm glad
I didn't know about it,

so it couldn't have been me.

$10,000 is a lot of money.

Company funds for
the Rockland City office.

They asked me
to deliver it for them.

The way you handle your six-g*n,
it's easy to see why.

Maybe they figured
I was gonna have

more than
just a good driver with me.

There's Rockland City
down the valley.

Good,
maybe we'll make it
before dark after all.

Uh-uh,

unless somebody
straightens out this road.

Looks like Adams is closed
for the day.

Yeah.

Jerry!

Old man
runs the company stable.

Never can find him
when you want to, except--

Yeah?
Jerry,
take care of the horses.

Yeah, yeah.

You think
Adams has gone home?

No, he's probably
over at the saloon.

Good,
I'll buy you a drink.

No, thanks,
I'll walk over with you though.

There's somebody in
that saloon, I want to see, too.

Thanks a lot for the report,
Mr. Sherman,

I'll check out
Cedar Bend

the first thing
in the morning myself.

It's nice meeting you.Same here.

Jack.Garrett.

Well, it appears to me you've
earned yourself a drink,
Mr. Sherman.

You've got a good point,
Mr. Adams.

Better make that Jack--
that's what your pa
used to call me.

All right, and I'm Slim.

What're you gonna
do with that?Well, the bank's closed.

Nothing I can do but
take it home overnight.

Better sleep with it
under your pillow.

Then you know
what your pa said?

He said, Jack,
one of these days

the stage line's gonna
have enough horses,

enough wheels
and enough men.

But until then complaining
is gonna get you nowhere

unless you happen
to be a mule.

Yeah, he's told me that, too,
more than once.

Yeah, I sure owe a lot
to the Shermans.

You know, if it hadn't
been for your pa, I--

You're not listening to me,
Slim.

Hello.

Hello.

Have a drink with us?

Sure.

I'm Slim Sherman.

You can call me Anne,
everyone else does.

Fine, Anne.

This is my friend
Mr. Adams.

Oh we've met.

Good to see you again.

A drink for the lady,
bartender.

You're new in town,
aren't you?

Yeah, just got here,
I'll be leaving tomorrow.

Friend,

let's get
something straight.

You're welcome to
whatever you want in this town

except for one thing.

Meaning her?

Mm-hmm. Meaning her.

Well,
there's no harm done,

I was just buying her
a drink.

Yeah?

Thanks.

Yeah.

Come here.

What's eating him?

Hard to say.

Don't know much about him,
nobody does,

he's kind of a loner.

Does he always have a chip
on his shoulder?

Yeah, more or less.

Good driver, though.

Yeah, he is that.

Pretty handy
to have on your side

when there's trouble
around, too.

Well,
I guess I'll turn in,

get that morning stage
back to Laramie.

How are the hotels in town?You're not staying at any hotel,
you're staying with me.

Now listen, I don't want--Now look, don't argue.

My wife
would never forgive me

if I let Matt Sherman's son
stay at a hotel.

And this is my treat.

You can pay
when we drink in Laramie.

Hold it right there.

Don't try it.

All right,
I'll take that box.

I said I'll take the box.

You're making a mistake,
Skinner.

For $10,000 I can afford
a few mistakes, huh?

That's company money,
Skinner.

It's not company money
anymore, it's mine.

So long, Adams.

Friend,
you take care of yourself.

Hold it.

I saved your life
for you this afternoon,

don't make me
take it away from you now.

What happened?

It's Adams, he's dead.

Who did it?

Skinner.

He rode off toward
the east end of town.

All right men,
let's go.

You coming?No point in it.

You won't get near him at night
with the jump he's got on you.

Well, we can try.

I've seen him in action,
Sheriff.

You haven't got a prayer.

Not with the way
he set this up.

Wasn't Jack here
a friend of yours?

Yeah, since tonight.

But riding around in the dark
isn't going to prove anything.

Maybe not,
but we'll try anyway.

Afternoon.

Howdy.

I was thinking
about buying a horse.

Well, you've come
to the right place, mister.

Hey, did you ride shotgun on
that stage with Frank Skinner?

Yeah, that's right.I thought so.

I'll tell you what I'll do,
I'll sell you Skinner's horse
for the feed bill plus $20.

It don't look like
he's coming back.

Maybe one of his friends
will want the horse.

He ain't got no friends.

Not a one.

Excepting
that saloon girl.

And maybe you.

I just rode shotgun
with him.

For one trip.

I'll be back
to take a look at that horse.

Yeah, do that.

Sherman,

didn't think
you'd still be around.

I got a question for you.

Go ahead.

Things were happening
so fast the other night

I didn't get a chance
to ask you.

How come you didn't ride out
on posse with us?

You did ask me
and I told you--

I didn't think
you had a chance

of catching up with Skinner.

I don't like to say it,
but looks like I was right.

You know,
$10,000 is a lot of money.

Man might do
some pretty crazy things

to get that much.

Might do some crazy things
to just get half of it.

You're absolutely right,
Sheriff.

You know, I was
thinking the same thing
all the way from Laramie,

with that money box
right at my feet.

Now, you know,
if I really wanted that money,

all I had to do
was take it.

All of it.

I'll buy you a drink.

No, thanks.

Deal for me, Charlie.

Hello, Anne.

I sure didn't expect
to see you again.

Seems like I invited you
to have a drink

that you didn't get to have.

I guess you did.

Bartender, two down here.

What's your last name?

You want to know
my last name?

Uh-uh.

That's funny.

I must've talked
to a million men in this place

and nobody ever wanted
to know my last name.

Anne. It's all they
ever wanted to know.

Maybe I'd like to
get to know you better.

Last name is Andrews.

Anne Andrews.
It's kind of pretty.

Thank you.

Let's sit down
at a table,

it's more comfortable
and a little more private.

I'd like to talk to you,
if you don't mind.

I don't mind.

Oh. Thanks.

Well, here's to us
getting better acquainted.

I'll drink to that.

It's kind of nice
having somebody to talk to,

nobody's had much conversation
around here for me

since last night.

Oh, the citizens
will get over it.

They'll forget about Frank.

Maybe you will, too.

I'm sure gonna try.

Where do you suppose
he headed?

I don't know, he didn't stop
to say goodbye to me.

I guess he was in a hurry.

You knew him pretty well,
didn't you?

Better than anybody else
in town, I guess.

I guess so.

Frank didn't make friends
very easy.

Yeah, why was that?

I don't know,
he was kind of strange.

He sure was nice to me
though.

Sure, he used to rough me
around a little bit,

but as a girl I was to
expect things like that.

I don't think so.

You're not a girl.

You men have no idea
what a girl like me

has to put up with.

You call being roughed around
being nice, too?

Compared to the way
most men treat me,

Frank treated me real nice.

I guess we just got
different ideas on what nice is.

He did something for me
no one else ever did.

Like what?

Like asking me
to marry him, that's what.

Doesn't happen very often
to someone like me.

You have a pretty low opinion
of yourself, don't you?

I'm just telling you
the way things are.

I guess...I can...

I would be getting
married soon now if...

if that hadn't happened.

Should've ordered beer

if I'm gonna sit here
and cry in it.

Couldn't be
as bad as all that.

Hey, Anne,

how about bringing us
some drinks?

Oh, I got to go now.

Will I see you later?

Yeah, I'll be around.

Sherman,

you gonna be
leaving town soon?

No, I think
I'll stick around for a while.

Not much work here
this time of the year.

Unless maybe you want to
take Skinner's job.

Or maybe his girlfriend.

You figure on
getting even with skinner

by taking his girl.

It's a lot easier
than going after him,

and a lot safer too,
right?

You got any objections?

I might.

You let me know, huh?

Come on.

It's beautiful.

It sure is.

Thank you
for bringing me here.

I haven't done
anything like this

in I don't know how long.

My pleasure.

You're nice, Slim.

You're different.

Different?

Different than what?

Everything, everybody.

I've never known anyone
like you before.

Just being with you
seems nice.

I'm glad to see you happy,
Anne.

Happy?

Well, aren't you?

I...
I don't know.

Even when things
are real nice, like now,

I'm always worried.

Worried about what?

Oh, what's gonna
become of me.

At least
when Frank was around, I...

I figured one day
we might be getting married.

Now I don't know

from one day to the next
what's gonna happen.

Have you heard from Frank?

How could I hear from Frank?

Well, just asking.

What's gonna become of me,
Slim?

[ rattling ]

Nothing.

Just as long as
you don't move.

Guess I shouldn't
have done that.

I'm sorry.

Don't apologize.
I liked it.

Did you, Slim?

What would Frank
think about it?

Frank's not here anymore.

You are.

No, Mrs. Adams.

We know that Skinner
crossed over into Colorado,

and last we heard
he was still headed south.

Then there's no way
you can stop him?

Nothing you can do?

No. Oh, we could telegraph ahead
but it wouldn't do much good.

He's probably
holed up somewhere in
the Cherokee Strip by now

and nobody's had any luck
bringing a prisoner
out of there.

In the beginning
it didn't matter.

All I could think of
was my husband,

but that man,
he could k*ll again somewhere.

And some woman like me
will have to go through

what I have.

I know, Mrs. Adams.

But I can't do it all myself.

There're too many men
around like Slim Sherman

that believe
in talking about K*llers,

not trying
to help bring them in.

And he's still in town?

Yeah, yeah.

Seems like he found something
interesting to keep him here.

I've heard about him

and the girl who works
in the saloon.

Is it true?

All the way.

I see you're still here,
Romeo.

You know,
the last time I asked you

if you had any objections,
you didn't answer me.

I've thought of a few.

Such as?

Such as this is
a nice little town

that doesn't cotton
to somebody like you.

You speaking for the town?

I see you brought them
with you.

All right,
I'll talk for myself.

Jack Adams
was a friend of mine

and you aren't about
to make a try for his k*ller.

Who, by the way,
was a friend of yours.

Anything else?

Yeah.
I don't like your face.

You won't like it much either
when I'm through with it.

Neither will Anne.

Well, mister, you're just
not gonna be satisfied

unless
we get into a fight, are ya?

And I'm going to
enjoy this myself.

That didn't change anything.

It's just like he said,
Jack Adams is in his grave

and every time we see you

it's gonna remind us
that your friend put him there.

There you are.

You're a good nurse.

Thanks,
glad to know you think

I'm good for something
around here.

Why would you say
a thing like that?

Well, I don't know,
you talk nice to me

and you usually
treat me nice.

That's about
as far as it goes.

You know you mean
a lot to me, Anne.

You're the only friend
I've got in this whole town.

Is that all I am to you?

A friend?

Oh.

Look, Slim,

I was born without even
knowing who my parents were.

The only name I've got is
the name I made up for myself.

No matter
where I ever lived,

it's always been
the wrong side of the tracks.

There aren't
any tracks out here,

so you don't have to
worry about that anymore.

Don't I?

The kind of tracks I'm talking
about are everywhere.

That's the way
it's always been with me,

being part of the wrong thing.

Until you came along.

Maybe you're rating me
a little too high.

No, no,

you're not like Frank
and the others.

You aredifferent.

You're nice and...

Well, you know
how I feel about you.

But I don't know
how you feel about me.

I guess some things are
just kind of hard to say.

You've been spending
a lot of time with me lately.

Why?

What do you want?

Well, uh...

Do youwant to
marry me, Slim?

Well, Anne, I...

What I mean is, I've got
a relay station to think about.
I got my ranch.

So you see, I haven't exactly
been thinking about
getting married.

Then you mean
you don't want to marry me.No, I didn't say that.

That's what you mean
though, isn't it?Anne...

Please, Slim.

I want to be alone.

Anne, can I tell you--Slim, I mean it.

All right.

Will I see you later?

Sure, I'll see you later.

[ gasps ]Don't scream.

I'm not gonna hurt you any
unless you make me.

Now I'm gonna
take my hand away,

don't do anything
we're liable to be sorry for.

How did you get in here?

On the ba*ls of my feet.

Say, you're a real looker
when you're mad.

Frank's taste
is all right.

Yes, siree.

Who are you?

You're Anne, aren't you?

Well, what do you want?

Just want to make sure
I climbed in the right window.

You Anne?

Yes.

I'm Chris Skinner,
Frank's brother.

Frank never told me
he had a brother.

Well, if you was my girl,

I wouldn't waste time talking
about my family either.

But we got
a whole flock of kinfolk

back home in Mesa Verde.

You ever been there?

No.

It's a nice town,

sort of a quiet little
siesta place.

Down near
the Cherokee Strip.

It's real nice.
You'll like it.

Why are you telling me
all this about Mesa Verde?

Because that's where Frank is,
and that's where you're going.

Who said so?

I said so.

'Cause Frank told me to.

He wants to see you.

Seems he got
in a little scrape up here

and he figures
he better not come back,

so he says for you
to come down there.

Supposing
I don't want to go?

Well, if I were you, miss,
I'd want to go.

Yes, indeed
I'd really want to.

What I mean is

wouldn't be healthy for you
not to want to.

What are you talking about?

My brother Frank.

You know
what a temper he's got.

Oh, he doesn't mind
once in a while

making off with something
that belongs to somebody else.

But my, he gets angry
when somebody tries to take
something that belongs to him.

Like, for instance, a girl.

The way I make it out,
he figures you're hisgirl.

He doesn't own me.

Miss,
the way I figure it,

if you've crossed Frank,
you're not gonna be
worth owning.

He can get mighty nasty
when he's crossed.

Yes, siree.

You can't make me go
if I don't want to.

No, no, I guess I can't.

But on the other hand,

Frank will make you
awfully sorry for not going,

sorrier even than that
if he knew about Slim Sherman.

What?

Slim Sherman.

I've been around town
a couple of days, just looking.

Oh, now don't look so sad.

I didn't say
I was gonna tell Frank.

Now listen, everything's
gonna be real nice.

As soon as you get down there,
Frank's gonna marry you.

Did he say that?

His very words.

He's tired of gallyhootin'
around.

Feels like
he'd like to settle down.

I don't know
how he's gonna settle down

with a m*rder charge
hanging over his head.

Frank's home now.

A body'd have mighty
trouble trying to take him.

That is, of course,
supposing a body knew

where to find him
in the first place.

I don't suppose
I have much choice
if you're gonna take me.

Oh, I'm not gonna do that.
There's couple of places
between here and there

that I can't afford
to be seen in.

So I'll just meet you there.

In exactly five days
from now.

I'll think about it.

You do that...

just as if your life
depended on it.

'Cause
you know something?

It does.

I told you
I don't want to see you.

Please, Mrs. Adams,
I want to talk to you.

We have nothing to say
to each other.

Yes, we do.

At least I do.

I'm sorry.
I don't want to hear it.

But, wait, Mrs. Adams.

Jack invited me
up here the night--
the night it happened.

He wanted me
to meet you.

He considered me
his friend,

even though
we just met that night.

The least you can do is

give him
the benefit of the doubt

and let me talk
for a minute or two.

All right.

I know how it must look to you,
what I've been doing.

But the night
Jack was k*lled,

I made up my mind
to get Frank Skinner,

and I still intend
to do just that.

Right now your word doesn't
count for much, Mr. Sherman.

I know that,
Mrs. Adams.

It's been over a week since

and I've been
seeing Skinner's girl.

I know how that looks.

But try to look at it
from my viewpoint.

I don't think I could.

I don't know where
to start hunting for Skinner

any more
than anybody else does.

I can't get a lead,

he doesn't seem
to have had any friends.

Nobody can tell me
anything about him.

That's very interesting,
Mr. Sherman.

Apparently there was one person
who knew Mr. Skinner well.

Very well.

Anne.

If that's her name.

That's right, Mrs. Adams,

she's the one tie,

the one connection with Skinner
I've been able to find.

That's why
I've been seeing her,

hoping I can get
some kind of a lead.

And?So far I haven't learned much.

But that doesn't mean
I'm not going to.

Do you honestly expect me
to believe

that's the main reason
you've been seeing her?

It happens to be the truth.

I don't know.

Well, you think about it.

Sure, I like Anne.

I expect most men would.

But that isn't the reason
I've been seeing her.

I want you to know that,
because when I leave here,

I'm liable
to leave in a hurry.

But everyone in town
thinks that you and that girl--

I know what they think!
What I'm trying to do
couldn't be done any other way.

Actually,
that's not the hard part.

Anne's worth a lot more than
most people give her credit for.

I'm not gonna
like making her life

any worse
than it is already.

And that's probably
what I'm gonna have to do.

You really mean that,
don't you?

About not wanting
to hurt her?

I guess no one can help
how they feel about someone.

Then maybe
you'll forgive me

for feeling the wrong way
about you.

Our secret?

You can count on it.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Slim.

Thanks for being
so patient with me.

If you're looking
for the Andrews girl,
she isn't here.

Do you know where she is?No, sir,

don't have any way
of knowing that.

You know
when she'll be back?

She's not coming back.

She checked out
about an hour ago.

Where did she go?

I wouldn't know,
Mr. Sherman.

She didn't leave
any forwarding address--

her kind never does.

Well, how did she go?

Stage?

Wagon?

Horse?

Talk!

Mornin'.

You can put the iron up,

I'm just looking
for a ride to Mesa Verde.

Well, we only go
to the crossroads.

Besides, we ain't in the habit
of picking up strays.

Well, my horse is
about played out

and I saw you were
riding practically empty.

I thought maybe
this double-eagle might get me

as far as the crossroads.

Yeah, tie your broomtails
on the back and climb aboard.

Much obliged.

Ma'am.

Heeyah! Heeyah!

Well, this sure
is a coincidence, ain't it?

What are you doing here?

Same as you,
going to Mesa Verde.

Then you knew
I was aboard.

Of course I did,
you didn't think

I'd drag around that extra horse
for nothing, did you?

I was wondering

how I was going to get
into town from the cut-off.

Well, I know plenty of women
had to walk it,

all the way in.

You ought to be glad
you're a special case.

This must be quite some town,
this Mesa Verde--

not even a stagecoach
going through.

I never said
it was New York, did I?

Next thing
you women will want is

running water
and breakfast in bed.

I'd settle for a few simple
truths-- from any man.

What kind of bee you got
in your bonnet now?

Frank. If he was gonna
marry me like you said,
why didn't hemeet me?

Man gonna get married
gotta get hisself prepared,
don't he?

You just settle down
and relax,

everything will be fine,
you'll see.

Brought a present for you,
Frank.

It's about time.

Come here, honey.

Ooh-whee!

Looks like you got her
pretty well trained.

Chris,
you go take a walk.

I left most of her stuff
in town.

Think hauling it
on the buckboard

would be about the easiest.

Don't hurry back.

Bring some more tequila
when you come.

Frank,
it's awful warm in here.

You got anything to drink?

Yeah, help yourself.

You look good, kitten.

Haven't changed a bit.

It's only been 3 weeks.

Seems more like 3 years.

You miss me?

Sure, Frank.

You know,
I heard things.

What things?

You've been playing around
with Slim Sherman.

Slim?

Oh, we're just good friends,
Frank, that's all. Honest.

What kind of friends?Oh, it's nothin'.

I was lonesome,
I just needed

somebody to talk to.
You know.

Yeah, I know how it is.

But things are going to be
different now.

Of course, it...

isn't very much,

but then I don't figure on
staying here forever either.

Frank?

Hmm?

About what your brother said,
it's true, isn't it?

Well, it depends on
what he said.

Well, you know, about you
and me, getting married.

Chris said that?

Well, you told him to,
didn't you?

You told him
we were getting married.

Yeah, honey, sure.

Well, are we?

When?

There's plenty of time.

We'll talk
about that later.

Tell me when, Frank.

Is that all you can
think about, getting married?

What's so wrong with that
being important to me?

It's not very important
to me, that's all,

so forget it.

I said
we'd talk about it later.

Right now I don't feel much
like talking about anything.

You're not going to marry me,
are you, Frank?

I didn't say that.

You're not, though,
are you?

All right.

What if I'm not?
What are you gonna do about it?

You think you have
some kind of a choice?

If you think that,
you're wrong.

Frank,
I gotta see you a minute.

Get out here, Chris,
I'm busy.

Too busy to hear
something real interesting?

Like what?

Like your girlfriend
here didn't come alone.

What are you talking about?

Slim Sherman, he's in town.

Are you sure?

No mistake about it,
I saw him.

I didn't bring him, Frank.
Honest.

I-I didn't know
anything about it.

Then how did he get here?
How did he know where I was?

I don't know, Frank,
honest.

And that's the truth--

I didn't tell him, Frank,
that's the truth!

I didn't tell anyone!

Well, he's here.

And you didn't
bring him, huh?

No, Frank, honest,
you got to believe me.

Tell you what,

I'll give you a chance
to prove it.

You ride back into town,
see him,

tell him you know
where I am.

Then you bring him out here,
right past the house.

About a mile
down the road,

you'll see
an old burned out shack.

Chris, that's where you
and I will be waiting for him.

You're gonna ambush him.

Well, we're not gonna
greet him with a brass band.

No, Frank,
don't make me do it.

Please, I can't--

You'll do it.

Like I told you before,
you don't have a choice.

Maybe I know where
Frank Skinner is, stranger,

maybe I don't.

What do you want to
see him about?

It's a personal matter.

That's your way of saying
it's none of my business?

No.

Well, maybe
it is my business.

Maybe not talking to
strangers is good business.

You got business
with Frank Skinner,

you say it's personal.

Good.

Leave me out of it.

I never heard of him.

Slim!

Anne. Didn't expect
to see you so soon.

Can I talk to you a minute?

Guess you don't think
very much of me.

I don't blame you.

Slim, I knew
you were after Frank,

I knew
you had every right to be.

You were the only real friend
I ever had, and...

well, just when I could've
helped you,

when I could've told you
where Frank was, I ran away.

Well, you followed me
and I'm glad you did.

You are?
Why?

Because I think
I can make it up to you.

I know where you can
find Frank Skinner.

You know
I may have to k*ll him.

It's bound
to be him or me.

Yes.

Then why are
you doing this?

I've got my reasons.

What are they?

Well, what's the difference?
Do you want to find him
or don't you?

Come on.

You think
she'll bring him?

She'll bring him.

She knows what'll happen
if she don't.

You still think
they're coming?

Well, she ought to be
here by now,

she's had plenty of time.

All right,
you head back toward town.

Only a couple of roads
leading out,

see if you can pick up
some trace of 'em.

How much further
is this place?

We'll be there soon.

[ horse galloping ]

Frank!
Well?

She double-crossed you.
The two of them are riding north
on the Meridian road.

No good little friller.

How far out are they?No more than 3 or 4 miles.

Good. We'll go around
by Fuller's Well,

head 'em off
before they hit the ridge.

Whoa.

You said
it was 3 or 4 miles.

We've gone over 5 already.
What's going on?

Slim, they're waiting for you
in ambush.

Frank and his brother.

Where?

Please don't ask me that.

You'll only go there
and get yourself k*lled.

You were supposed to lead me
into ambush, is that it?

Well, why didn't you?

Then you and Skinner could've
lived happily ever after.

It's what you want,
isn't it?

Isn't that
why you came down here?

Slim.

All right,
where are they?

What difference
does it make?

Why don't you go on
back to Laramie?

And let you
face Skinner alone

after you crossed him up?

I can take care of myself.

You take care of yourself.
Come on.

Anne!

[ g*nshots]

Frank!

Welcome home, stranger.

Thanks.

I see you brought back
the bacon.

Yeah.

I read you got most
of the whole 10,000 back, Slim.

That's a lot of money.

Yeah, Jess, I don't know
if it was worth it or not.

Cost the lives
of two good people.

Yeah, I know,
I read about your friend Adams.

You said two people,
who was the other?

It was a girl.

A girl?

Yes, she worked in the saloon
in Rockland City.

Somebody special?

Yeah.

Hey, I got some fishing poles
while you were gone,
you wanna try them out?

You can bring that money
of yours along.
We'll use it for bait.

You think those fish will wait
till after supper?

You're not going to tell me
you're that tired.

No.

Guess
I'm just getting old.