04x22 - The Violent Ones

[bunniefuu]

Look over there
in the corner.

[ indistinct talk ]

I don't know which one of those
two I hate the most.

Well, maybe we ought to
pay our respects to the lady.

They'll probably
take it out of my paycheck.

Sandy...

it's been a nice, quiet day,
let's keep it that way.

Want a drink, Millie?

She's staying right
where she is, Blayne.

I don't remember
asking you.

Don't push it, Bill.

It might be more than
you can handle.

[ Bill scoffs ]

You know,
I never was worried about him.

And I'm getting to be
a lot less worried about you.

Won't you ever learn

that it takes
more than a big mouth

and a few dollars
to impress Millie?

Oh, you want to be
impressed?

I'll be glad
to oblige.

All right, ease off,
both of you.

This has been coming on
for a long time, Jess.

I will settle it
once and for all.

Sit down, Sandy.

You poking your nose in
again, Harper.

One more word
out of either of you,

and I'll drag you both
down to Mort Corey's office.

You haven't got a badge to
back you up this time, Harper.

You're supposed to be the one
with the sense in the family.

Why don't you use
some of it

and get your brother
out of here?

Now go on,
all of you, move!

Now, like you said, we're gonna
settle it once and for all.

Oh, Sandy, don't.

Bill, please.

Sam,
can't you stop 'em?

Anytime you're ready.

Up to you.

Stop them, somebody!

You did it, Bill.

Nice work.

Why, he was dead
before he hit the ground.

One day it'll be the same
with Jess Harper.

Go on inside, Millie.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna do
some settling of my own.

Please,
don't start it again.

Hold on, Jess.

Blayne finally shot it out
with Sandy Forester.

MORT: Hold it.

It was a fair fight,
sheriff.

Couldn't somebody
have stopped him?

Somebody tried,

but got hit over the head

by one of these
two-bit gunslingers.

I only wish
I knew which one.

Let it ride for now.

You're under arrest.

Hold on, sheriff.
You heard Benson.

You stay out of this
or I'll pull you in, too.

I'll get dad, Bill.

You've got no call
to arrest me, Corey.

No call?

You just k*lled a man.

I got no call
to explain what I did either.

Why, you young toad,

you're hardly dry
behind the ears yet,

you talk like
you think you're a man.

Man enough
to stand up to somebody

who just tried to k*lled me.

And I'm beginning to think

I'm man enough to settle
for what you did to my father.

Get moving.

I want to see you
in my office.

And the rest of you take
Sandy's body to Doc Collier's.

Now!

I'm sorry I just can't get
all that worked up

over what happened.

Your son just k*lled
Sandy Forester.

Doesn't that mean
anything to you?

From what everybody tells me,
Bill wasn't at fault.

You act like
you're proud of what he did.

I never backed off
from any man in my day.

My boy's shown he's got
the same kind of fur on him.

Fine with me.

Maybe he won't be
as lucky as you.

Maybe he'll end up dead.

I said you couldn't hold him
if that's the case.

I don't see any reason
for any more talk.

Talk never did reach you,
did it?

I got to meet Frazer
over at the bank.

You and Larry
wait for me.

We'll ride out
to the ranch together.

Don't you walk
too tall, boy.

There'll always be somebody
wanting to try you on for size.

Much obliged
for the advice, sheriff.

You know something?

All of a sudden
you don't worry me at all.

I can't help feel
this is partly my fault.

[ sighs ] There wouldn't
have been any fighting
if it hadn't been for me.

It's not your fault,
Millie.

It was bound to happen
sooner or later.

If not over you,
somebody else.

What was that he said about
your not worrying him anymore?

He's been trying to get to me
for 5 years now, Mort.

You stopped his father
when he was a top g*n.

Does that kid think
he can outdraw you?

Why don't you ask him
what he thinks?

I knew he was a hot-head,

but I didn't think he was still
packing a grudge against you.

Well, he still is and each year
it gets a little worse.

It never ends.

Like father, like son.

Come on,
I'll walk you home.

Don't worry about it,
Mort.

I won't let him
push me into anything.

I never thought
he'd push Sandy Forester

into anything,
but he did.

Well,
I'm not Sandy Forester.

That's just
what's worrying me.

Millie?

Millie!

How about that drink now?

Would you please
just leave me alone?

What's the matter?
You've seen a sh**ting before.

Why don't you go back there
and wait for your father?

You're not blaming me
for what happened, are you?

Forester started it all.

Come on, Millie.

Harper,
I was talking to the lady.

If you're looking for trouble,
I'll be glad to give it to you.

[ grunts ]

[ horse neighing ]

Get him, Bill.

I'm gonna k*ll you.

Trying could be
your last mistake.

I don't think so.

I'm not half over the hill
the way my father was

when you gunned him down.

I was a deputy then.

Your father was breaking the law
and he knew it.

If it makes you feel any better,
go pin a badge on!

I'm not gonna fight you
with a g*n, Bill.

You draw or I'll drop you
where you stand.

What's the matter?
Are you afraid of me?

All right, back off!

Both of you.

He's a little out of your class,
isn't he, Harper?

You better
keep a tight rein on him.

He's gonna need it.

You're a coward, Harper!

You turn around
and face me!

I don't want to look at that
yellow streak up your back!

Easy now, son.

No saloon girl is worth
two gunfights in the same day.

That's not why I want Harper,
and you know it.

Well, that's enough
of that kind of talk.

Jess...

It's all right, Millie.

He's just trying to see
how tall he can get.

Like Mort said, somebody's
gonna try him for size,

but it won't be me.

About all those things
he said to you?

They don't prove anything,
except what a jack-fool he is.

Now you go on inside
and don't worry.

I got to go back
to the ranch.

Aunt Daisy, may I have
another piece of pie?

I'll tell you what, Mike,
you ask me again

when you've got
all your homework done.

I'll go get my books.

Mike,
do it in your room, huh?

But I want to sit in here
with you.

Now go on, tiger.

Jess and I'll look in
on you later.

Maybe it's none
of my business, Jess,

but don't you think
you'd feel better

if you talked it out.

What's there to say,
Daisy?

Blayne's been doing
all the talking.

He got everybody thinking

I'm so scared
I'd run up a tree.

Anybody who knows
you knows that's not true.

Yeah,
but after a week of talk

I wouldn't blame anybody
for wondering.

Oh, Jess, you've done
exactly right so far.

By avoiding him, by not paying
any attention to what he says,

you've prevented
a useless gunfight.

In a week or two,
there won't be anything more

for him to talk about.

I wish
it could be that simple.

Well, it could be,
if old man Blayne

would just sit down on
those two young hellions of his.

Ever since their mother died
he's let them run wild,

especially the older one.

Anytime you're ready.

You just give me a few days,
then you'll see some speed.

You draw that
as smooth as butter.

That's just slamming back
the hammer

as you clear the holster
that does it.

Well, I'm sure glad
you ain't mad at me.

Harper's the one
I'm after now.

Hey, Bill,
let me use your g*n.

Let me show you
how fast I can do it.

Harper's mine,
little brother.

Besides, you'll be wearing
one of these soon enough.

I'm gonna be wearing one
at Willow Springs, Bill.

No, you won't.

Bill, I--

I agreed
you could come with us

as long as you do
what I say.

Oh, come on, Bill,
if I don't have a g*n I can't--

You shouldn't be
sounding off like that.

Why,
nobody can hear us.

Well,
Mose is in there.

He's deaf in one ear,

and he can't hear
out of the other.

Hey, Mose.What's wrong with you?

Hey, Mose.

Yeah?

You hear what Larry
and me just said?

I got better to do than
listening to the likes of you.

Now you listen to this.

When you stop at the Sherman
place on your morning run,

I want you to deliver
a message to Harper for me.

You really like
to make trouble, don't you?

You tell that
yellow-back cowboy,

I said that if he ever
comes into Laramie,

he's not gonna be
leaving.

Unless they carry him out
in a pine box.

Hi, Millie.

Bill,
will you leave me alone?

Oh, that's a mighty
high horse

you've been riding
the last few days.

I'm busy.

But I'm a customer,
I got money to spend.

Then why don't you spend
your money someplace else?

You'd take Jess Harper's money,
wouldn't you?

The man
that ruined my father's life.

Why don't you grow up?

You know
what your father was.

Never mind
about my father.

Now how does it feel
to have a boyfriend

who's a coward
clear through?

Everybody in this town knows
Jess is twice the man you are.

But even if he wasn't,
I still couldn't stomach you.

Looks like young Blayne is
kicking off his heels

when I come in.

[unintelligible]

just bought a round of drinks
for the house.

Well, I can't arrest the boy
for that.

Look like you've had
a hard day.

Like all the rest,
a little extra thrown in.

You know John McClain?

The stage line agent
at Willow Springs?

I just got a telegram.

His station was held up
late this afternoon.

Nearly got himself shot

and one of his handlers
was k*lled.

Does he know who did it?

Four of them, I ask.

Got away with over $500.

Guess Jess and I have been
pretty lucky.

No trouble like that now
for a long time.

I came over to tell you
to keep your eyes open.

They're headed
in this direction.

They just might try again,

your place being isolated
and all.

Thanks, Mort,
for the warning.

As I'm through,

I'll walk back to the office
with you before I ride home.

I've got to finish
my rounds first.

You better go on ahead,
Slim.

You want a way
to flush Harper out?

You know it.

We tromp on Sherman some,
Harper comes running.

He would at that.

Well, what about the sheriff,
Bill?

Let's find out.

By the way,
how is Jess?

Like a tea kettle
with a tight lid.

Never knew he had it in him
to take all of this stuff.

Yeah.

I'll see you later,
Mort.

Looks like our lucky night.

Yeah.
He's heading for the stage.

Be sure to k*ll him,
though.

He's bound
to tell Sheriff Corey.

Aw, we don't know nothing.

We were just having
a friendly little game of cards

over at the hotel.

Get him back!

You know
what to do with it.

Right.

Come on.

Slim!

Easy, Mort.

I think a couple
of my ribs are busted.

Who did this to you?

I can make a good guess,
Bill Blayne.

I'll find out soon enough.

No.

If my guess is right,

they probably did this
to get Jess in town.

I'll settle with him
before Jess ever knows about it.

Look, I can't prove
it was Blayne.

Besides, his friends
would back him up.

Anyway you got to ride
to the ranch.

What for?

If I showed up
looking like this,

remember that tea kettle?

Tell Jess
I had to go to Cheyenne.

Last minute business.

That'll give me
a couple of days to mend up.

And tell him
to look out for the ones

who robbed
the Willow Spring station.

And what about Blayne?

We can settle
with him later.

I got to get you
to Doc Collier's first.

Can you make it?

If I don't move I can.

Come on, boy.

Heavens, Jess!

We've got enough
chopped wood inside

to last until doomsday.

Yeah I know, Daisy.

It's better than
just sitting around.

Of course, it is.

But if you catch cold
out here

you won't be much good
for anything.

I'll be in in a minute.

Jess, look,

I know it's eating you up
not to face that boy,

but it must be because
you know in your heart

it would be wrong.

The problems can't all
be solved with a g*n.

Someday that might be so.

This could be that day for you
if you'd let it be.

Okay, Daisy.

I saved
a piece of pie for you.

I was hoping you would.

[ horse galloping ]

Sounds like
somebody is in a big hurry.

[ glass shatters ]

What in the world?

It's Slim's g*n belt.

Slim's?

Who could have taken it
away from him?

I don't have to guess
about that, Daisy,

and neither do you.

What are you going to do?

You don't have to guess
about that either.

I can cut
across the south section

and beat him
back to town.

Oh, Jess.

That day you were
talking about, Daisy,

it hasn't come yet.

Where's Bill Blayne?

Well, he was here a while ago,
but he left.

What about Slim?

He's all right.

All right?

He'd have to be dead
or close to it for them

to take his g*n belt.

Jess, I told you
he's all right.

He's at the hotel.

Well, Doc Collier came by
a little while ago and told me.

Jess?

Harper.

[ knocking ]

What are you doing here?

I came to thank the ones
that delivered your g*n belt.

I'll thank them myself
in a few days.

They won't be around then.

Didn't you see Mort?

No.

I want you
to go back to the ranch.

After my business here.

Right now!

Blayne's got to be stopped
one way or another, Slim,

before something
like this happens again,

maybe to Mike or Daisy.

And if he wants to face me,
he can do it right now.

He's not the chancy kid
I thought he was,

not if he can do this to you.

Listen to me.

The Willow Spring station
was robbed.

One of McClain's hands
was k*lled.

Mort told me that
the ones who did it

are headed this way.

With you here that means Daisy
and Mike could be in danger.

Now would you get going?

Nice try but no dice.

I'm telling the truth!

Either you go back,
or I'll do it myself somehow.

Take it easy.

Are you leveling with me?

Yeah.

If you want Bill Blayne
that bad, you can have him.

But right now
we should get back to the ranch.

It seems like they've busted up
everything but your temper.

All right,
I'll go back.

Thanks for coming, pard.

Harper!

I figured you'd be coming
to town tonight.

I got no time
for you now.

Well, you better make time.

I don't want
anybody saying that

I didn't give you
a chance to draw.

You're bound
to die hard, boy.

But I'm not gonna be
the one that does it.

I'm gonna tell you
just once.

Put that g*n away.

This is for my father.

And so with each of us
must we abide

in the mercy of Jesus Christ
our Lord, amen.

Mr. Blayne...

We'll settle this, Mr. Blayne.
Don't you worry.

You won't do anything.

You leave him alone.

What, just like that
you're gonna forget it?

After what he did, you're gonna
forget it just like that?

I won't forget what he did.

But I'll be the one to decide
what's to be done about it.

Looks like it's all over.

Don't you count on it.

First my pa, and now Bill.

Oh, no, it's not over with,
it's just started.

Oh, Jess,
stop punishing yourself.

You did everything
humanly possible

to avoid a fight
with that boy.

Well, it looks like
I didn't do enough.

That wasn't your fault.

Look, I sent two of my deputies
out to watch the place for you,

in case the ones who robbed
Willow Springs try anything.

Why don't you take off
for a few days and unwind?

It'd be fine, Mort,

if I could leave
what's eating me here in town.

Harper!

Ha!

You don't know
how lucky you are to be alive.

So are you,
but you aren't gonna be long.

Not as long as I can do
something about it.

Oh!

I don't believe it.

I don't care
whether you do or not.

I'm just telling you
keep him away from me.

I don't want
to k*ll him anymore

than I wanted
to k*ll his brother.

But if he comes
gunning for me again,

it's gonna end up
just the same.

Now I've had it
with you Blaynes.

Boy.

Boy, what kind
of a fool are you?

Maybe you forgot
what Harper did to you.

And maybe losing Bill
doesn't do to you

what it does to me, Pa.

Now maybe
you better think again.

I'm not making
the same mistake with you

I did with your brother.

I'm drawing a line,
and you're gonna toe it.

Now you make up your mind
to that once and for all.

He k*lled my brother, Pa,
and I'm gonna k*ll him.

Now you listen to me.

Whether we like it not Harper
was justified in what he did.

Bill's g*n was near empty.

Harper fired one shot,
at the most two.

So you just
forget about revenge.

And we'll both
try to forget

that Bill got no more
than he deserved.

Pa, he died trying
to get even for what--

for what Harper did to you.

Don't you think I know that?

Can't you see I'm trying
to tell you Bill was wrong?

Why?

Why, because Harper
half crippled you?

Now we've been all
through that a dozen times.

I've got nobody but myself to
blame for this and you know it.

Sure.

Because Harper had
a badge on him when he--

when he shot you.

That makes
everything all right?

Well, if he hadn't
I'd be long dead.

And Harper
could have shot me

someplace beside the hand,
you know.

Now you listen to me.

What happened 5 years ago
is over and done with.

I tried to tell your
brother that,

but I didn't tell him
often enough or hard enough.

Well, now he's dead.

And I'm not gonna have
the same thing happen to you.

It's not gonna happen to me.
It's gonna happen to him.

Do I have to break
your other arm

to make you listen to me?

Do you think
there's anything you can do

to bring Billy back to life?

Maybe not, but when I mend
I am gonna get--

You're gonna do nothing!

Here, bite down on that.

I'm gonna try
to set this arm of yours.

Looks like
it'll mend all right,

and we'll go and see
what Doc Collier thinks.

He didn't have to bust it.

No, he didn't.

He could have shot you.

And I'll tell you
it'll be a long time

before he throws down
on anybody else again.

I took him home to his father
with a busted arm.

Either Blayne is gonna
take care of that boy

or the law will do it
for him in the cell.

Or the same thing
happens as before.

Now I mean it, Mort.

I've had
all I can take from them,

and I'm not forgetting about
what they did to Slim either.

I got a pretty good idea
who it was,

Clay Benson and his friends.

I want you to stay away
from them, Jess.

Why?

I've got good reasons.

I got a telegram yesterday from
John McClain of Willow Springs.

He read in the paper

about Bill's funeral
and saw Bill's picture.

What's that got to do with--

He said that Bill was
the leader of the bunch

that robbed his station.

And the man
who got k*lled got it

because he pulled
Bill's mask off.

McClain got
a look at him, too.

I'll guarantee you Benson,
Cliff, and Jenks were in on it.

I've already had
a little talk with them.

Now I suppose they can prove
they were someplace else.

I've got to go along with it
for now, but I'll nail 'em.
I just need time.

You give me 5 minutes alone
with one of them--Jess, that's my job.

I want you to stay
clear of them.

I mean it.

Evening, Mr. Blayne.

Benson.

Me and the boys
dropped over

to see if there's anything
we could do.

Oh, that's nice of you
and I appreciate--

We heard
what Harper done to Larry.

Well,
Larry is lucky to be alive.

First Bill,
then a youngster like him.

He'll be after you next.

Now you know
better than that.

We know you'd be better off
with Harper gone.

Now, there'll be
no more gunplay.

All right, Mr. Blayne,
anything you say.

But I know how I feel
when I see the man

who k*lled my best friend
walking around.

The whole territory
would be better off

without Jess Harper in it.

Well, that's nobody's concern
but mine.

I don't want him shot.

Now we weren't figuring on
anything like that, Mr. Blayne.

But seeing as to it
he'd leave Laramie

would ease your mind a little,
wouldn't it?

Like Pa says,
ain't nobody's concern but ours.

You're still figuring on
trying him again, aren't you?

After all I've said to you.

You answer me, boy.

It's gonna be him
or me, Pa.

There ain't nothing you're gonna
be able to do to stop it.

All right.

All right, you go ahead.

If you can drive
Harper out of town, do it.

The further the better.

Pa, you can't--

Be quiet, boy.

Leave it to us, sir.

Now, Mr. Blayne,

I know it's not the time
to bring this up,

but, well, we were backing
Bill in some card games.

And, well, the last few
didn't turn out so good.

Yeah, you'll be needing some.
Keep the money.

Well, it's just a loan,
you understand,

till we find some work.

Oh, forget it.
You were Bill's best friends.

No, sir, it's a loan,
and we'll be paying it back.

Thanks.

We'll take care of Harper.

I don't want to know
about it.

I just want him
well out of Larry's reach.

They're going
after Harper, Pa,

with your money
in their pockets.

They're just gonna drive him
out of town, that's all.

Oh, Pa, you don't believe
that any more than I do.

I believe
I'd do most anything to see

you don't wind up
like your brother did.

Well, the longer Harper stays
in there talking to Millie,

the quieter
the street's gonna get.

We'll do the same
as we did with Sherman.

I just as leave, k*ll him.

Comes to it.
We just lie until.

Did Blayne send you?

Let go of me!

And you robbed the Willow
Spring station, too, didn't you?

Talk or you're gonna
grow fish gills!

You better start talking!

I can last longer at this
than you can.

Jess, turn him loose!

Mort, he's one of them.

I told you
to stay out of this.

You better stop him!

Jess, you cool off or I'm gonna
lock you up, you hear?

I told you
to leave them alone.

So what do you do?
Start a brawl.

I didn't start anything!

All right, you handle it
the way you want you.

Let them go free
as birds.

But I'll tell you this,
if it happens again,

you're gonna have cause to do
more than just lock me up!

And you can count on that.

Pa, you--

you're taking care of that g*n
like you're gonna use it.

Just habit.

Why don't you call them off,
Benson and the others?

Subject's closed.

Pa, I'll give you my word,

I'm gonna keep out
of Harper's way.

What made you
change your mind?

Couple of things.

One thing you never did
was lie to me, boy.

Are you sure you can
keep your word on that?

Sure, Pa.

I-- I know
what it's been doing to you.

I know
it's been k*lling you.

It's k*lling you
every time you--

every time
you think about

turning those three
loose on Harper.

Pa, I know
you did it for me.

And I just ain't worth it.

You are to me, son,
and much more.

Now if you think
you can keep that promise,

there's nothing
I'd rather do than

ride into town right now
and stop them...

if it's not too late.

You've got my word.

Good.

There's something else, Pa.

You're never gonna know
unless I tell you,

but I just got to.

All right.

A couple of days before--
before he died,

Bill and me
and some of the others,

we went to Willow Springs.

We were gonna--

[ horses approaching ]

Out of the way, boy.

I want to see your pa.

I'm glad you're here.

Is that so?

I want you to forget
about Jess Harper.

That's the very reason
we come over here.

You didn't k*ll him?

Well, not yet,
but soon.

Well, I want you
to leave him alone,

I've changed
my mind about him.

Larry here
has given his promise--

It's gotten kind of personal
now, Mr. Blayne.

That's right.

We don't care why
you changed your mind.

We're going west,

and we're gonna need
some spending money.

Then you're wasting your time
talking to me.

I'll ask you again real nice
if that's what you want.

You put that g*n down.

[ c*ck g*n ]

I said real nice.

Money is right there
in the desk.

I seen Bill
dip into it a few times.

We're in kind of a hurry.

You'll regret this.

Yeah, we'd regret it more
leaving town with no money.

I'll have the law on you
before you're 10 miles away.

It's not likely, not unless
you want to tell the law

all about Willow Springs.

What about Willow Springs?

Oh, your son Bill
and the rest of us.

Him, too, even though
he just held the horses.

So we put the tap
on the station agent

for some money.

And Bill k*lled
one of his hands.

He told me he was
just scaring him.

Billy k*lled?

So you tell
Sheriff Corey about this,

and we'd have to tell him
about the rest.

You're a liar.

Leave him be!

On our way through town

we'll give your respects
to Harper.

Come on, boys.

How many has he had?

None.

He's been staring at
the same one since he came in.

Mind if I
sit a spell?

Go ahead.

What are you doing,

waiting on that stuff
to evaporate?

I'm sorry, Mort.

You're planning to stay in town
all night, Jess?

I shouldn't have popped off
at you like I did.

Stay at my place
if you like.

Front door will be open
anytime you decide to turn in.

Uh, take them boots off,
though.

I'm a light sleeper.

Thanks, Mort.

Goodnight, Millie.

Goodnight, Jess.

BENSON: Harper!

A man's lucky
if he finds out

he's a fool
before it's too late.

You sure
it's not too late?

The only thing
I'm sure of is

we all got to die
sometime or another.

I don't want anybody dying
on account of my problems.

I feel the same way.

This problem
is good part mine.

You sure you ain't making
no mistake, Mr. Blayne?

Could be.

You'll be making your last one
if you touch that g*n.

I guess that finishes it,
Mr. Blayne.

A little late.

Not too late for Larry.

Yeah,
at least not for Larry.

Well, now...

mighty domestic.

I get along just fine
without your wisecracks.

Well,
if you're not careful,

somebody is gonna
up and marry you.

Slim, would you hang--
Oh, Jess, you're just in time.

Will you hang
these up for me?

Oh, Daisy, I got--

If you want any dinner
you'll have to help.

I've been house cleaning,
way behind today.

You were saying?

Very funny.

And he got Benson
and all of them,

all by himself with
a little help from Mr. Blayne.

You said he was a sissy cat.

You'll see.

Slim, where's Jess?

Right over there.

Jess, this here
is Tommy Bartlett.

Will you show him
how you...

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