04x03 - The Fortune Hunter

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Jackson!

Oh, Mr. Dodds.

I got your message.

Something bothering you?

I paid you $300
to leave my daughter alone,

and get out of this town.

Did you?

It must have
slipped my mind.

You're going
to stick to that bargain.

You've caused her
enough unhappiness.

Man like you playing up
to a fine, decent girl.

She wanted me
to play up to her, Mr. Dodds.

Don't you remember?

And where is she now?

Isn't she at home,

like any fine,
decent girl would be?

You're scum, Jackson.

You're rotten
through and through.

And we're gonna
settle this here and now.

I won't be saying it again.

Are you leaving or not?

Next week,
next month maybe.

Whenever I make up
my mind to.

That was just for fun.

This is the one
you're not gonna like.

What are you doing,
Vince?

Go on,
get out of here quick.

Oh, you're getting to be
worse than an old woman.

Are you forgetting who put
those fancy clothes on you,

who's bankrolling this deal?

I'm just protecting
my investment.

You'll get it back
with interest.

You would have k*lled him
if I hadn't showed up.

You want to ruin everything?

Wind up dancing
at the end of a rope?

Stupid old man
had it comin'.

Oh, come on!
Now you give me that thing.

Best not have it on you
if he squawks.

Why don't you get
some sense, Vince?

We got a good thing
going for us.

But I'm tired of working
for a $300 stake.

I got a girl lined up
that will bring in thousands.

- Who?
- Kitty McAllen.

The Overland
superintendent's daughter?

Are you crazy?
They're quality folk,

They mean nothing
but trouble for us.

Oh, now listen, Vince.

Just you listen.

Remember how it was
when you and me

first hooked up
together with me

just out of the pen 5 years gone
and dead broke?

Well, it was a quality woman
who put me there.

Uh-huh, that's
what I'm trying to tell you.

No, what you're
trying to tell me

is that you're scared
of getting caught.

It's different for you.

You're just in this
for the money but with me...

I got a score to settle.

I've been trying out my wings
on these local butterflies.

From now on,
we're moving up.

Move back
to the pen more likely.

I'm never going back there,
I told you that.

A woman born
with a silver spoon
in her mouth,

she's only dangerous

when you don't give her
what she wants.

You think you can
give the McAllen girl
what she wants?

Now, Hutch, you know me
better than to ask

a stupid question
like that.

And if you think
you're going to go

around breaking dates
with me, Slim Sherman,

you've got the wrong girl.

- It's the first time, Kitty.
- And the last.

Oh, you're the most
exasperating man
I've ever met.

And you're the prettiest girl
I ever met.

Even when you're mad.

Don't change the subject.

Not when you're gonna run off
on some silly old business.

The stage line business,
and your father doesn't
think it's so silly.

Well, couldn't you do it
some other time?
I'll talk to Father.

I've already
talked to him.

You know
what I think?

I think you have
another date.

Now why would I do that?

After all, we've been
going steady for months.

At the rate you move,

we'll be going
steady for years!

Kitty, I've tried to tell you
how I feel about that.

There's just
so many things to do

before I can even think
about getting married.

And I suppose standing me up
tonight is one of them.

Kitty,
you know the trouble

we've had with holdups
on the Laramie road.

A lot of our drivers
have quit because of it.

So we got a bunch
of men together

to ride inside the stage
to fight those
bushwhackers off.

And you couldn't have
arranged it for any other time?

Men were hired for tonight.

By whom?

Me.

And you knew all the time
we had this date.

We're ready, Slim.

Loaded for bear
and road agents.

You mustn't keep your friends
waiting, Mr. Sherman.

Now you know
how important this is.

MAN:
What's the matter, Slim?

Can't you tear
yourself away?

Better watch it,
that's the way they
put their brand on you.

I've got to go, Kitty.

Please do.

I'm sure
I can find someone else

that would be happy
to take your place.

If there's any particular man
you are waiting for,

I hope
he doesn't show up.

And then perhaps
I can take his place.

You remember me?

I met you yesterday
at the hotel library.

I'm Vince Jackson.

Oh, yes, of course.

Is there a special man?

Only my father.
I'm having dinner with him.

Perhaps
this is my lucky night,

if you'll both do me
the honor of having
dinner with me.

Why,
I'd like that very much.

- Only...
- Only your father
might object.

We'll ask him.

I have been looking
all over for you.

I even went up
to your room.

I'm sorry, Daddy.
Are you hungry?

I am starved.

Daddy,
this is Vince Jackson.

- Oh, Vince Jackson.
- My pleasure, sir.

With my father
being so hungry,

maybe you'd better
reconsider your invitation.

He'll be expensive.

I never put a price
on good company, ma'am.

I'm afraid I don't understand
what this is all about.

Mr. Jackson wants us to be
his guests for dinner.

If you don't object, sir.

Certainly not.

Oh, by the way,
Slim Sherman won't be with us.

- He had to go...
- Yes, I know.

I just spoke with him
a few minutes ago.

Seems he considers his work
more important than he does me.

No, now, Kitty,
don't be so hard on him.

After all, Slim is only doing
what he has to do.

I don't think
he'll be missed,

now that
Mr. Jackson is here.

Shh!

Hush.

Slim's not up yet?
It's coming on noon.

He was worn out.
It was 3:00 this morning

when I got up to open
the door and let him in.

They have any luck with those
bushwhackers last night?

From the look he gave me
when I asked, no.

[ cat screeching ]

[ dog barking ]

Jingo!
Don't go in there.

Jingo,
get out of there.

Jingo.

Jingo!

Jingo.

I'm sorry, Slim.

Nothing like peace and quiet
in your own home.

Come on, it's about time
you rolled out.

Noon stage is due
in a few minutes.

I couldn't care less.

Noon stage!

You must have had
quite a scrap with Kitty

to get all polished up
to meet her.

Just one of those things
I suppose.

There really
wasn't any reason

for the fur to fly,
but it sure did.

It's getting pretty
serious between you two.

Fighting over nothing
all of a sudden.

Next thing you know,

you'll have
to get the preacher in
to patch things up.

Maybe someday.
Could do a lot worse though.

Even if she does
hold a tight rein.

You think the rein's tight now,
wait till you get married.

Now you're an expert
on marriage, huh?

Oh, no,
just on staying single.

Well, you just
leave Kitty to me.

You know, it's just possible
you might learn something.

I can hardly wait.

MOSE: Whoa!

- There you go.
- Thank you, Vince.

Ah, Slim, Jess, I'd like you
to know Vince Jackson.

- How do you do?
- Slim Sherman
and Jess Harper.

Slim, they hit us again.
Same g*ng.

It's getting so I can
recognize their horses.

Where, Mose?

Oh, just this side
of the needle.

If it hadn't have been
for this young fella here,

we'd have been in a mess.

Slim,
you should have seen him.

He put b*ll*ts
in a couple of them

and scattered the rest of them
over half the countryside.

That's right as rain.

The slickin'est
sh**ting I ever saw.

I think you should
get a reward for it.

We're going
to change teams here, folks.

And you're all welcome to
wait in the house if you like.

Thank you.
Excuse me.

Yeah, you sure handled
that nice, Mr. Sherman.

Women are just like
putty in your hands.

Sure beats me
how you do it.

You gonna give
the hero a reward?

I wonder who he is.

I don't know.

Vince Jackson,
I never saw him before.

Tell you one thing though,

you got yourself
some mighty stiff competition.

How many bandits were there,
Mr. Jackson?

Oh, about four or five.
It all happened so fast,
I didn't have time to tell.

Wish I could have
been there to see it.

I hope you never have
to see things like that, son.

And I hope some day
this country is safe

for everybody to travel in.

Well, you sure did your part
in helping to discourage them

from sh**ting up
the Laramie road.
We appreciate it.

I'm glad to help out.

Can I pick a card, Jess?

Sure.

All right.
Tap the deck.

Ace of spades.
That's it.

Pretty good,
huh, Mr. Jackson?

That's very good.

Ah!
Thank you, Mrs. Cooper.

Show 'em the one where you deal
yourself four aces, Jess.

Mike!

Easy now, tiger.
I'm not really that good.

Three aces maybe.
Fourth one
is generally luck.

Well, I'll remember that,
Mr. Harper,

if we should ever happen to sit
in a game together sometime.

You, uh, play much?

Oh, just once in a while.

Mainly just
to pass the time.

Well, the stage won't be
leaving for a few minutes.

Want to pass a little now?

Oh, Jess, maybe Mr. Jackson
would prefer to just relax.

Oh, I'm sorry,
I forgot.

I guess you have
had a busy day.

Jess, you're about
as subtle as a meat cleaver.

Here, I'll cut you
for high card.

Mm-mmm. Bad luck
to gamble with your boss.

You'd have
lost anyway.

Well,
cutting for high card

shouldn't put too much
of a strain on me.

I'll try a few hands.

You shuffle.

Ready to roll, folks.

One more.

Certainly.
Your shuffle.

You nervous?

Your cut.

Well, Mr. Harper,

thank you for helping me
to pass the time.

I certainly
did enjoy it.

What's eating you?

You used your own cards,
didn't you?

Yeah, I did.

I should have
burned them a long time ago.

Looks like we both
had a streak of bad luck.

[ chuckles ]

Looks like the best
part of a month's pay
you took from Jess.

To tell you the truth, sir,
I don't hold much
with gambling,

and that's why I'm not
going to keep his money.

Well, driver?

DRIVER: Yes, sir.

Didn't you tell me
back in Cheyenne

that some of the drivers
on your line

were k*lled
by those outlaws?

That's right,
two of them.

Did they leave
any families?

Well, one left a widow
and three kids.

Any kind of fund
for those people?

Sure.

Mr. Sherman set up
the Overland widows' fund.

Would you take this money
and add it to it?

Hey, you're all right,
Mr. Jackson. Many thanks.

And I'd like to match it
with some of my own.

That's a wonderful thing
he's doing.

It certainly is.

That young man
is all right.

Well, come on, honey,
it's time to go.

- Bye.
- Miss Cooper.

That was a fine
generous thing you did, Vince.

Well, I wish
I could do more, sir.

May I help you?

After you, sir.

Well, thank you.

Hyah!

Slim, you must have had
a serious disagreement
with Kitty.

Well, I didn't think
it was much at the time.

She didn't say
goodbye to you.

I thought I was the only one
that noticed that.

You aren't going
to marry her now,

are you, Slim?

Mike, be quiet.

Well?

Well, what?

Nothin'.

I just got clipped out
of a month's pay, that's all.

Yeah. Pretty slick the way
he turned that money
over to the fund.

Did you see the way
it got to Kitty's father?

I saw.

Pretty good talker too.

Smooth, polite.

Always got an answer ready.

Cold steel underneath.

Do yourself a favor, Slim,
stay clear of him.

Yeah, maybe I'm making
too much out of him.

He might just be
passing through.

I wouldn't count on it,

not the way he's making up
to the McAllens.

Well, I'm taking Kitty
to the dance tonight.

I'll settle it with her then.

- Well, Slim!
- Mr. McAllen.

I hope you don't mind me
coming by early.

Well, I don't mind
but Kitty isn't here.

Not here?

Supposed to go
to the dance with me tonight.

There must be
some kind of a mix-up, son.

She went with Vince Jackson.

There sure
has been a mix-up.

I'm gonna straighten it out
right now.

[ music playing ]

JESS:
Wait a minute, Slim.

I had a hunch
this was gonna happen.

That's why I rode in early.

- She came with him.
- I know that, so what?

Look at the way
he's holding her,

like he owned her.

If I figure right...

he's just a little bit too slick
for anybody's good.

- You just hold on now,
I've got an idea.
- What?

Well, first of all,
if you go in there and belt him,
it's gonna start a brannigan.

You remember
what happened the last time
we had a fight here--

All I want to do is have
a couple of words with him.

And that's all
it's gonna take.
Now will you listen to me?

Luke Morrow is heading up
the dance marshals.

He said he's gonna
split anybody's skull open
that starts a brawl.

Listen to my idea, okay?

Do you mind?

It's all right.
Jess is a good friend of mine.

You sure look pretty.

Thank you, Jess.

Slim here tonight?
I haven't seen him.

You will.

You'll return the compliment,
of course.

Why not?

- You don't object, do you?
- Why should I?

That's right.
You don't care
who you dance with, do you?

Why, Slim,
I believe you're angry.

I just don't like to be
stood up, that's all.

I'll take over from here.

Cutting in again.

Excuse me.

I'd like to talk to you
for a minute.

- Go ahead.
- Not here.
Out there.

I'll make this short.

Miss McAllen came
to this dance with me.

And I'm not going to put up
with a couple of farm boys
spoiling our evening.

- You object to us cutting in?
- If you keep it up,

then I'll do a great deal
more than just object.

Is that a threat?

You take it any way
you want.

If I have to step on you,
I will.

Now wait a minute.

Slim!

There's a much
better way to settle this

if you're not
afraid to use a g*n.

You say when and where.

There's a lot of empty
streets right out there.

That's enough
of that kind of talk.

You get your g*n,
I'll be waiting.

Vince, what's going on?

Well, your...

your friend Mr. Sherman,
he tried to knock me down.

But you're going
to use g*ns.

Please, Vince,
I don't want anything like that.

All right.

I'll forget it.

But not for him,
because of you.

JESS: Why didn't you
just keep on
with what we were doing?

I would have,
but he decided
to make something out of it.

I don't believe that,
Slim Sherman.

And I want you to forget
any g*n fighting over me.

Mr. Jackson has already
promised to let it drop.

The g*ns were his idea,
not mine.

But he won't fight you now,
he promised me that.

And he is a gentleman,
even if you are not.

Kitty!

All right,
I'm sorry for the trouble.

It won't go any further.

But I would like a chance
to talk to you.

After all,
we did have a date.

And I'd appreciate it
if you'd let me take you home.

I'm sorry, Slim,

but I'm going home
with the man who brought me.

I think I made all the mistakes
I'm going to for one night.

Forget it, Slim.
Let's go cool off.

Sorry, Sam,
we'll see you later.

Come on, Slim,
let's head for home.
It's getting late.

Yeah, women.

Hello, Jess.

Hi, Opal.

Dad gum, how come you look
so pretty tonight?

Maybe it's because
I had a good day's sleep.

Hey, your friend
looks downright down.

Opal, this here
is Slim Sherman.

Slim, this is Opal.

She's new here.

Howdy.

How come you boys
aren't having a big time

at the dance tonight?

I'll tell you.
It's a long story.

We got throwed out.

Oh! It seems like I heard
something about that.

I didn't believe
it was true.

Ah, it's true all right.

My pard Slim here,

he's a real cyclone
when it comes to women.

Then you're the one

who was going
with Kitty McAllen.

Yeah...
while it lasted.

He's kind of touchy,
ain't he?

He'll get over it.

Well,
don't take it too hard.

By tomorrow,
you'll probably have things

all patched up again.

Yeah, well,
I wish I was all that sure.

You'll see.

What started
the trouble anyway?

A fellow
by the name of Jackson.

Not Vince Jackson.

Yeah.

Why?

You know him.

Sure, in Cheyenne.

I saw him around town today,

but he doesn't
have time for me.

He's strictly
out for himself.

You know,
if you weren't born

with a silver spoon
in your mouth,

he's just not interested.

That's about the way
we had him pegged.

Except he likes
to make other folks think

he's quality himself.

If he is,
why does he run around

with the likes
of Hutch Davis?

Who's Hutch Davis?

A no-good back sh**ter
turned thief,

with a prison record
as long as your arm.

Are you sure, Opal?

Girlfriend I had there
had to put up bail for him.

She said Hutch would
beat her black and blue
if she didn't.

Looks like we were
right about Jackson after all.

Yeah.

What good does it do?

Wait a minute, Slim.

Opal, see you later.

Thank you, Vince.

I'm sorry about what happened
at the dance tonight.

Oh, don't be.

I know it wasn't your fault.

Can I see you
again tomorrow?

I'd love to.

Good night, Vince.

Good night.

[ dog barking ]

Vince?

You can get yourself
k*lled like that.

Put that thing away,
I want to talk to you.

What about?

You're wasting too much time
on that McAllen girl.

If we're gonna get money,
you got to move around,

lots of girls,
not just one.

Well, it takes time
to marry a girl.

Marry one?
What are you talking about?

Kitty McAllen, she and I
are gonna get married.

And waste
the rest of your life?

Well, I won't waste
more than 2 or 3 weeks.

It's gonna be
a whirlwind courtship.

We'll run off
and get married

before she has a chance
to think what's happening.

But why?
Where's the profit in it?

Sure,
her daddy's got money,

but she probably
hasn't got a red cent.

When her daddy
finds out she ran off

and married
a no-good ex-convict like me,

he'll turn loose
some of that money.

And that's when
I take $10,000

to get out of her life
and stay quiet

while he has
the marriage annulled.

You figure you could
work it like that?

I know I can.

Surprise!

Well, aren't you even
a little bit glad to see me?

Girl, I'm so glad to see you,
I may rearrange your face.

- Oh, come on.
- I told you to stay away
from me, didn't I?

Well, I couldn't help it.

Cheyenne wasn't any
fun with you away.

Well, it may be
a long dull season

because you're gonna take
the first stage back there.

Will you stop
talking long enough

for me to tell you
something?

If you're gonna ask me
for money, the answer is no.

When did you ever
give me money?
You always took it.

Don't you ever raise
your voice to me.

Vince, I'm not going
to spoil anything.

So you got something going.

I won't get in the way.

We always got along
together, didn't we?

I've been lonely
for you, Vince.

Wouldn't you like to have
me stay around for a while?

All right.

But you'll have to keep quiet
and stay out of the way.

Daddy.

Good heavens, I thought
you'd gone to bed.

I can't sleep.

What's the matter?
Too much been happening for you?

I don't mind.

You seem to like
that young man.

Even more than
I thought I did.

Yeah, he is quite
attentive, isn't he?

Oh, he is attentive
all right.

Tonight, I think
he wanted to choke me.

Choke you?

Oh, you should have seen him.

That's odd.

With me, he was behaving
like a perfect gentleman.

Believe me, Slim Sherman
is not always a gentleman

where I'm concerned,
I'm happy to say.

Slim Sherman?

I thought we were talking
about Vince Jackson.

Why, Daddy, whatever
gave you that idea?

Kitten, I assure you

half of the town must
think so by now.

Good. That's just what
I want Slim to think.

Do you know, angry as
he was with me tonight,

I think he's on
the verge of proposing.

Well, I give up.
I thought sure it
was Vince Jackson.

Why, I've even
given him a job.

Well, wonderful.

I like Vince, and if you
want to help him,

that's fine with me.

You're sure?

I am positive.

I adore Vince.

Having him around

has made such a wonderful
change in Slim.

I want you to check over
these trip sheets.

What are you doing here?

I work here, if that's
any of your business.

What happened to Wally?
You sh**t him?

The other dispatch is working
the night shift.

I'll check those trip sheets.

I wouldn't trust you
as far as

I could throw
a three-legged piano.

Sherman!

Mr. Jackson is an employee
of the Overland Stage Lines

just like you are.

Oh, I see.

Is that all
you have to say?

Don't push me, Mr. McAllen.

There's a lot more
I could say about him.

Slim, you and I have been
together for a good long time.

I'd like to keep it that way.

You give Mr. Jackson
those papers.

You and I will talk
this over later on,

after you've had a chance
to cool off a little bit.

WOMAN: It ain't locked.

What are you doing here?

Being bored to death.
I'm even glad to see you.

Does Vince know you're here?

Of course.

He likes having me around.

Well, I don't.

That bothers me no end.

We got something
good going for us.

Somebody find you here,
it's gonna ruin everything.

I promised Vince
that I'd stay out of sight.

For your information,
he told me I could stay.

When it comes to you, Vince
don't know what's good for him.

Try telling him that.

I'm telling you.
You get out now.

You stay away from me.

Give me that g*n.

You take one more step

and I'm gonna do what I wanted
to do for a long time.

Let go, Vince,
you're hurting me.

I told you what would
happen to you

if you cause me
any trouble.

[ crashes ]

She's dead, Vince.

What are we gonna do?

Shut up and let me
think a minute.

We've got to get rid
of the body first thing.

I'll be back
and help you tonight.

But in the meantime--

Meantime, you just stay here
and make sure nobody comes in.

[ knocking on door ]

Vince.

May I talk to
you for a minute?

Come in.

I thought you were working
at the stage office.

I got a letter
from my attorney in St. Louis.

My uncle passed away
last month.

He was a wealthy
shipping man,

he left everything to me.

I'm gonna have to go back right
away and take care of things.

I'm sorry to hear
about your uncle.

But it sounds like a wonderful
opportunity for you.

But I don't want to go
without you, Kitty.

Will you go with me?

Oh, Kitty, how would you
like to be the mistress

of a mansion in St. Louis?

Three carriages,
all the servants you need,

everything
that money can buy.

What are you talking about?

Oh, Kitty,
I'm in love with you.

I don't want to leave
without you.

We can go together tonight.

Be married in Cheyenne.

Vince, I like you very much,

but I've kind of been
engaged to Slim.

Well, "kind of engaged"
doesn't really count, does it?

I don't know.

Oh, Kitty, you want
the fine things in life.

Well, I can give them to you.

Oh, come away with me, Kitty.

You'll be the queen
of St. Louis society.

But you got to make
up your mind quickly,

by this evening.

It's all so fast, Vince.

But of course,
I'll think about it.

A girl just couldn't help
thinking about a thing

like that now, could she?

Daisy, you got enough
here for two families.

Yeah, and it looks like
we're gonna have two families.

Well, you still
want to go back?

I don't know.

Daisy Cooper invited us.

We couldn't very well turn
her down, could we?

Something's
bothering you, baby.

You want to tell me
what it is?

Nothing I want to
talk about now.

But...

But what?

I think I'm happy you
brought me here.

I thought you would be.

This is some
of your work, isn't it?

Why, Slim!

Daisy, you're a conniving
matchmaker.

Oh, I am not.

It's not going to work,
I'll tell you that.

Mike, don't you remember?

Why, I just want to go down to
the water and come right back.

Now you will stay right here
and do as we planned.

Oh, shucks.

Hello, everybody.

I'm so glad you could come.

Well, Miss Cooper,
I hope you made

some of that famous
potato salad of yours.

All you can eat.

Where did Slim go?

Well, I guess
he just wandered off.

Now, Mike.

Well, Slim's liable
to get mad at me.

I promise you, he won't.

If I take a girl to him,
he'll think I'm a traitor.

No, he won't.

He knows I'm the only
traitor in camp.

Go on.

All right.

Miss Kitty, want to
go down by the water?

Nobody else seems
to want to.

I will if you promise
to take me straight to Slim.

Aunt Daisy must have
talked to you, too, huh?

Hello.

Uh, you surprised me.

Why?

You're not
with your friend Jackson.

My father
brought me out here.

It must have been
hard to tear yourself away.

I can see you're going
to be as disagreeable as a...

Slim,
let's not quarrel.

All right.

We won't quarrel.

You know something?

What?

You never really
had any reason

to be jealous
of Vince Jackson.

Jealous?
Who's jealous?

Wasn't that the way
you were acting?

Now you look,

your father is my boss,
and a good friend besides.

When I saw his daughter

getting mixed up
with a no-good,

I tried to do
something about it, that's all.

It may surprise you
to know that

that no-good as you put it,

that no-good as you put it,

doesn't even have
to work for a living.

He has just come
into a large inheritance.

Well, if you are foolish
enough to believe that,

there's nothing
I could do to stop you.

Now you're being insulting.

You simply can't see him
for what he is, can you?

He is everything you're not.

He is kind
and considerate and...

and better-looking too.

Then what are you wasting
your time with me for?

Don't you worry,

I'm going back to him
just as fast as I can.

Slim!

Let her go.
Don't chase after her.

You don't know
how mad she is.

Don't worry about her.

She's a good rider,
she'll be all right.

That was all my fault.

I said everything wrong.

Slim, give her a chance
to cool off a little bit.

Why, by the time
she gets home,

she'll probably be wondering

why you're not there
trying to make up with her.

Take my word for it.

Come on, lover boy.

Sit down
and have something to eat.

Vince,
what are you doing here?

Don't tell me
you've forgotten about tonight.

No, but I didn't
expect you so soon.

I've been away from you
too long already.

What's the matter?

Oh, Vince, I...

I'm so mixed up.

I just had a fight with Slim.

Seems I can't do
anything right lately.

Oh,
that's part of the past.

I want to spend
the rest of my life

trying to make you happy.

But we can't just run away.

Of course, we can.

Only cowards
run away from love.

And we're not cowards,
are we?

No, but...

Just let me do
all the worrying
from now on.

My life wouldn't be worth
much without you anyway.

All right.

I'll be ready
in a few minutes.

- Vince.
- What are you doing here?

You're supposed
to be long gone.

We're supposed to meet
in Cheyenne in two days.

We'll be in a lot
of trouble before that.

You got rid of that
girl's body, didn't you?

That's the only trouble
I'm worried about.

It's not just that simple.

I finish burying her
and then I see Sherman
heading this way.

You think he knows
what's going on?

Well,
if he finds you here,

I don't think it's gonna
matter much either way.

All right.
I'll hurry Kitty up.

You stay here long enough
to make sure he
doesn't follow me.

- Well, what if I can't
handle him alone?
- You find a way.

But don't you bother
to catch up with me.

[ g*nshots ]

All right.
Come on out of there!

Don't sh**t.

I'm coming out.

I had a feeling
it'd be you.

- Call your friend.
- You got to get me to a doc.

Let me set you straight,
mister.

You're not going
to have enough blood left

to fill a cup
unless you talk and talk fast.

Now where's Vince Jackson?

He's with
the McAllen girl.

They're gone to Cheyenne
to get married.

You're lying.

It's the truth, I swear!

Jackson even k*lled a girl
to make it work.

You'll find it
all out anyway.

Just get me to a doc.

Is something wrong?

Oh,
nothing to worry about.

- Are you warm enough, Kitty?
- Yes, thank you.

For a girl who's gonna be
a bride in a couple of hours,

you don't seem very excited.

Oh, I am, really.

It's just that
I've had time to think and...

well, I'm not
as sure as I was.

Oh, you mustn't think.
Not at a time like this.

Just follow your instincts
and everything
will be all right.

Yes,
but that's just it.

I really ought
to have told my father.

Oh, we'll send him a wire
from Cheyenne.

Is that all right?

And I should
have told Slim too.

I certainly owe it to him,

even if we did
have that quarrel.

He'll find out soon enough.

You mustn't trouble yourself
with the past.

Think of the future.

I've got a surprise for you.

If I'm able to settle
my uncle's estate
quickly enough,

we'll have that
honeymoon in Europe.

That will be wonderful.

I told you you're gonna
have everything.

Everything
that money can buy.

[ horse whinnying ]

Hyah!

No, don't!

[ carriage crashing ]

[ g*nsh*t ]

I don't know if I like it,
you going back east to college.

It took me two weeks
to convince her.

Don't you try
to talk her out of it.

Well, I'm still not sure
I want to go.

I just wish I could
count on your staying
a bachelor for a while.

Well,
the next time I see you,

you'll probably be married
to some college man.

No, I won't.

You know, I plan on staying
single a long time myself.

I'll consider
that a promise.

I don't want to rush you.

Driver's up,
the team's ready.

Come on, Kitty.
Let's go.

- Slim.
- Mr. McAllen.

- Jess.
- Mr. McAllen.

Goodbye, Kitty.

Bye, Slim.

Bye, Kitty.

Bye, Jess.

All right.

I don't reckon that's
the last you've seen of her.

Yeah.

She's gonna go off
to college now,

and get all educated up.

She'll be wanting to marry
somebody with brains.

Yeah, I think
you're right, Jess.

Somebody with brains?

No, Slim!

Slim!

Oh, it ain't
even Saturday!