02x01 - Ride a Dark Trail

[bunniefuu]

[ theme music playing ]

Where's Burke?

You're Pack Mortinson's
boy, ain't you?

What is it you want?

[ c*ck g*n ]

Where's Burke?

Don't tell me you got
trouble with Burke.

No, no trouble.

I'm gonna k*ll him.

Go on back home, sonny.

Why, you--[ g*nsh*t ]

Quick!
Tell me where he lives!

Tell me! Tell me!

[ commotion outside ]

Stop him!
Somebody stop him!

Certainly it was him!
Didn't he have the r*fle
jammed halfway down my throat?

It was Lon Mortinson,
and he's out gunning
for Burke.

Okay, Danny,
we'll round him up before
he hurts somebody else.

How is it?

It's just a scratch.
Should have minded
my own business.

That's right.

You riding back
to Shiloh today?Yeah, I'm leaving right now.

Well, keep an eye c*ck
for Lon on the way, will ya?

Sure.

What's come over
kids these days?

Huh.

Hold it right there.

Don't even breathe hard.

This trigger pulls
nice and easy.

Now drop your gear
over there.

Over where?

On the feed box.

Slowly!

Now turn around.

Unbuckle your g*n belt.

I understand you're
after Burke.Shut up.

Sheriff's got men
all over town
looking for you, Lon.

Then I'll stay here
till dark.

And you will, too.

Now...

Turn around.

I said turn around!

You wanna try for my head
with that g*n, bud boy,

you're gonna have to do it
while I'm looking at you.

I'm not gonna get
that close to you.

You got a real
problem, Lon.

Hank will be back
from supper any minute now.

I'll...I'll just use him
to tie you up.

Then I can take care of him.
We'll just wait till
he gets back.

As long as we're waiting,

you mind telling me
why you're after Burke?

I'm gonna k*ll me
a cold-decking gambler.

Cold-decking?

You're not talking about Burke.
I've played with him.

So has my pa.

And now my ma
and three young 'uns
are sitting out there

on that piece of dirt
they called a ranch.

And they ain't got
a crust to eat or even...

even a belt
to pull up tight.

Where's your pa, Lon?

Dead.

Went to town last night.

With the cattle money.
It was every cent we had.

After that cheating Burke
trimmed him...

Pa took
the only horse we had...

and rode him...

straight off the cliff
at High Sandy.

You're right.
You've gotta k*ll Burke.

A man's gotta stick up
for his own blood.

I mean it, Lon, no tricks.

Same thing happened
to a partner of mine once.Who's that?

You know him--Trampas.
He works out at Shiloh.

It was down near
El Paso, I think.

This was a few years back.

The town was booming then.
Hotels and saloons
were crowded,

and so was the local jail.

You might say Trampas'
trouble began
with a poker game, too.

Give up, Flake?

I'm empty.
Either you're the luckiest
kid I've ever seen

or the slickest cheat--
dice, poker, checkers.

Just got a pure heart
and lily-white soul,
that's all.

Tell you what.

Give you a chance to win
the whole thing back.

The whole works against
your guitar there.

What do you say?

What's your game?

Dead-even gamble. Hmm?

Keep talking.

Well, uh, let me see

if I can find
a pebble here somewhere.

[ coughs ]

Yeah.

Here's what we'll do.

One pebble, two hands.

Now you pick the hand
with the pebble in it,

you win the whole shebang.

That's 50-50.Sure it is.

Pebble's gotta be
in one hand or the other.

You can't accuse me
of rigging this deck.

All right.

Switch it around here
a little bit.

This one.

You say the pebble's
in that hand, right?

Yeah.

Sure you don't want
to change your mind?
Last chance, you know.

Don't pull any of your
medicine show tricks on me.
I said this hand.

That's it.

[ coughs ]

You're just born
unlucky, Flake.

Just a minute.

You hurt me, Flake,
you really do.

Told ya, born lucky--
lucky and handsome.

[ strums ]

And today
I'm gonna be free.

Next year about this time
you mightbe free.

Judge Drucker wouldn't give
his blind grandmother
a suspended sentence.

I wish you had
a million dollars, sport.

I'd just follow you around.

Anybody wanna bet old Trampas
don't walk out of here today?

That judge
ain't got a chance,

not with Pa working on him.

I wonder what kind of a lie
he's telling him.

Your Honor, I'm only
trying to say--

You come before this court
with a history

of never having worked
a day in your life,

and yet you have
the gall to petition

that a felon be released
in your custody.

Sir, what I want to get out--Look at this record!

Fraud by trick and device,
as*ault and battery,

fraud, fraud, fraud,
and on and on.

Gambling, drinking,
fighting.

And you in good conscience
expect this court

to be favorably
disposed toward you?

Judge, look at me.

I've seen you before.That's it, you have.

But you've never seen me
scared green before,
have you, Judge?

What are you
getting at, Trampas?

Your Honor,
I'm talking for my boy.

Not "whereases"
and legal talk--

flesh and blood.

Boy just about
to become a man--
that's why I'm scared.

Go on.

Well, all them things
you were saying about me,
they're true.

And more.
That's what I wanted
to get across to you.

How can you blame a boy
with a pa like me?

He don't know nothing
but saloons and poker games
and like that.

If anybody should be
in that jail, it's me.

I understand your
feelings, Mr. Trampas,

but the law says your son
is guilty, not you.

And it says you can
suspend his sentence
if you have a mind to,

provided someone
stands good for him.

Well, that's what I'm
trying to get across to you.

Waiting for the boy
to come up for trial
and all that,

I did a lot of thinking.

I didn't want him
ending up like me.

So, I, uh,

got me a ranch.

Uh, out of town a ways.

It ain't much,
but we could make it pay,
the boy and me.

We could, Your Honor.

That's right, Your Honor.

Mr. Trampas brought
a county tax statement.

He's made partial payment
to a Mr. Daley,

who has a note
for the balance.

Sir, I got near
a hundred head ready to sell.

As soon as the boy gets out
to help me,

I'll round 'em up
and pay old Daley off.

All right, Mr. Trampas.
I'm going to go along with you.

But mark me--

if this is some
elaborate hoax
to defeat the law,

your son will be
the only loser.

You'll notify the sheriff
that Mr. Frank Trampas

is responsible
for his son.

He must provide
a home for him

and remain
gainfully employed.

Now understand this.

One slip, and your boy

will be returned
to this court for sentence.

And I assure you, sir,

I shall not
be lenient twice.

[ bangs gavel ]

Next case.

Oh, uh, give this to Flake.

I can't play it nohow.

Anything else, Mr. Trampas?

Yeah. Change your shirt.
You look like a bum.

Hey there.

Pa.

What took you so long?

I was getting
to like that jail.

Get on the horse.

Get on the--
Now wait a minute, Pa.

I haven't had a drink yet.

I got near three months
of jail to wash
out of my throat.

You got something
lined up, Pa--
is that it?

We're gonna herd cattle.

Herd cattle?!

All right, it ain't much.

But it will be.

And the hills around here,
they're full of mavericks.

Hundreds of 'em.

Put up the horses.
I'll go in, get a fire going.

[ clucking ]

It's a start, isn't it?

Lots of people
started with less.

In a month we can
get this place jumping.

Hire hands,
build a bunkhouse.

You can't tell,
we might even--Pa.

Now stop it.

It's the best
I could do, boy.

Look, Pa, I know
you had to do something
to get me out of jail.

Well, you did good,
real good.

But you don't mean to work
this cactus farm, do you?

We're going to work it.

Pa, you don't know
the first thing about cattle.

Well, I can learn.
So can you.

Get something in your head
besides running up a deck

or cutting a cold hand
off the bottom.

You taught me, Pa.

And what did it get you,
my teaching?

Jail and almost prison.

You know what
Judge Drucker said?

I gotta be
gainfully employed.

That means work.

Or you still can go
behind them gray walls.

Boy...

I begged that judge,
begged him.

Never did that before
in my life.

Oh, come on, Pa.

The world's full of suckers.
Isn't that what you said?

Now we got two horses,
enough money to get
into a game.

Come on,
let's get out of here.

Let's live a little bit.

I'm going in town tomorrow
to find a buyer for them cows.

While I'm gone,
you go up in them hills
and round up some more.

I ain't staying, Pa.

I'd rather go to jail
than starve to death in this...

cactus patch.

You're still my son
and you'll do as I say!

Now I'll show you around
and we'll turn in.

Got a lot to do tomorrow.

Look me up
when you get into town.

Think you're ready, do you?

Now, Pa, don't do it.
I'm telling you.

Look, Pa, I don't
want to fight you.

Pa?

Come on.

You think you can take
the old man, huh?

Had enough?Is that the best
you can do?

[ Frank laughing ]

Deal?

Deal, Pa.

Fitch.
Hey there, Fitch.

Hey, Frank. Slide down
and drink one with me.

Not right now.

Say, uh, any buyers in town?

Ride down to the pens,
you can't help but step
on one of 'em.

You sure about that drink?

Business first.
Buy you one later.

All right.

Trampas. Frank Trampas.

You call me, Mr. Daley?

Don't forget about your note.
It's due next week.

You'll get your money
long before that, Mr. Daley.
My boy's with me now.

Just a little reminder,
Frank, that's all.

Say hello to your boy for me.

[ cattle mooing,
cowboys hollering ]

Howdy. Buying cattle?Yeah.

I'm Frank Trampas.
Got some fine stock
you can have.

Henry Garth.
Let me see 'em.

They're out at my ranch.

They got any meat
on 'em at all?

Why, sure.

Uh, they could use some grass.

Well, I'm in the business
of buying up
winter-poor cattle,

fattening 'em up north.

If your herd is sound,
you've just sold 'em.

Provided we can
get together on the price.

That's fine, Mr. Garth.
Wanna come out to the place
and look 'em over?

It ain't far.

Bridger, could you ride out
there and check on 'em for me?

That's what the Stockman's
Association pays me for.

Take a tally and get a look
at the general condition.

I'll do her.

Mr. Trampas, looks like
you just sold a herd.

Thanks, Mr. Garth.

You just bought stock
from two men

who are gonna build
the biggest cattle ranch
this side of the Rockies--

me and my son.

[ laughter
and indistinct chatter ]

I wanna make a toast.

To the Double T Ranch!

Drink up, gals.

[ cattle mooing ]

Well, Judge, that makes
$300 a head of yearling.

You want me to load
those on number 10?

Excuse me, sir.

Yeah, what is it, Fitch?

Well, that stupid old
roan steer busted his leg

over at the other pen.
Can I borrow a g*n
for a minute?

Well, Judge, it's been
a profitable day all around.

I'm glad it's over.

Gotta get up
early tomorrow and--

[ g*nsh*t ]

Gotta ride out to Big Springs,
look at some horses
I heard about.

Thank you, sir.

That's a nice-looking piece.

Thank you.

Oh, yeah, forgot
all about--What's that?

Oh, Bridger.

Well, you get a tally
on Trampas' herd?

Yep. There was no one there
but I checked the stock.

Well?

Hoof-and-mouth disease--
the whole bunch
are rotten with it.

[ cattle mooing ]

Mr. Garth? Ready to pay me
for them steers of mine?

I'm afraid the deal is off.
I can't buy your herd.

Can't buy...

But you got to.

They're diseased, Frank.

Diseased?

What do you mean, diseased?

You sold me them cows,
and the ranch, too.

I sold you
a healthy herd of cattle.

Now you've been running
mavericks in with 'em.
That's why they're sick.

I'm sorry.

I told you I'd buy
if the stock was sound.

Daley...

you just sent
my boy to jail.

Daley!

Trampas, don't!

No good ever comes
of dodging guilt.

I still think
I should talk to him.

Believe me, Judge,
the biggest favor
you could do that kid

is to stay
out of his reach.Sheriff's right, Henry.

That boy's
a wild one anyway.

If you met him now,
one of you would die.

Why did he do it?

I don't know.

Maybe it's because
it comes hard for a man,

admitting that he's
been a pure fool.

See, Trampas didn't know
the first thing about cattle.

Now look, your stock's
moving out on the 10:00.

Why don't you
ride along with 'em?

We'll keep it quiet
till after you've gone.

I did intend on riding
over to Big Springs,
look at some horses.

That's even better.I agree.

Well...

I suppose you're right.

This is the price
of Trampas' cows.

I'm buying 'em.Well, now, Judge--

Wait. You can
destroy the herd.

I just want that boy
to have something
to start out with.

There's no need
for that, Henry.

I think there is.

[ sighs ]

Be a long time
before I forget El Paso.

Pa.

Who did it?

I don't know, kid.

Sheriff told me
to bring your pa here.

Told me to tell you
to stop in and see him
when you come in town.

Who did it?

Now you tell me who did it!
You tell me who did it!

All I know is
it happened last night
down by the cattle pens.

Anything else, you'll have to
get from the sheriff.

The name of the man
who m*rder*d my father.

He wasn't m*rder*d.
He was k*lled in self-defense.

Your father fired
three shots.

He only scratched Daley
in the arm.

Now since when does a man
deserve to die because
of a scratched arm?

I said it was self-defense.

Then how come you sent
your deputies around

telling anybody that
knew anything to keep
to keep their mouths shut?

To keep you out of
more trouble, that's why.

All right, Sheriff.

I'll find him anyway.

Your deputies didn't do
such a good job.

I know enough.

I know about the man
with the fancy
initialed six-g*n.

Whose name begins with S.

You know, huh?

Well, a man whose name
begins with S--
that's not much to go on.

I'll find him.

No, you won't.
Not if you're sitting
in jail, you won't.

I got a court order today
from Judge Drucker.

Since your pa's gone,
it's up to me to see
whether you go back or not.

I see.

And if I go hot-nosing around,

trying to find the man
who k*lled my father...

you'll lock me up.

That's right.

Now there's payment
for those cows of yours.

Take that money
and put it to use
and hold on to your ranch.

How much did he
pay you, Sheriff?

How much did the big
cattle buyer pay you

to cover up
for his k*lling?

You all right, Sheriff?Yeah.

You want us
to go after him?No, no, leave the kid alone.

The kid's got a load
of trouble, and I ain't
adding to it.

Well, what are you
standing around here for?

[ horse whinnies ]

GARTH: Grab on
to the rope.

You all right?

Huh?Yeah.

The ford's full of potholes.
Same thing happened
to me this morning.

I'm much obliged
to you, mister.

I can't swim.

I'd better tend
to my horse.

I'll get him.

You go and dry up
by the fire.

Thanks.

You from around here?

No, Medicine Bow, Wyoming.

Cattle buyer?

That's right.

Where's your g*n?

Bottom of that river.

Got a name?

Garth. Henry Garth.

Can you prove it?

If I had a reason.[ g*n c*ck ]

This reason enough for you?

Now let me see something
to prove it.

Some letters here.

Judge, huh?

I was.

Where you riding from?

Big Springs.
I was looking at some horses.

Sorry.

You in trouble, boy?

I was born in trouble.

It goes with the name.

Which is?Trampas.

Can you prove it?

[ laughs ]

Say, you're all right.

And I'm glad
your name is Garth.

Instead of?

I don't know.

All I got to go on
is a big fancy g*n

with his initials on it.

S.

I'll find him.

Sounds like a big job.

Not so big.

There aren't that many
big ranches up north.

There'll be some who will
have names that begin with S.

But only one will be
carrying that big fancy g*n.

I'll find him.

And then
the trouble starts.

No trouble.

I'm just gonna k*ll him.

Well, I'm not gonna
wish you luck.

I won't need it.

You'll need something.

Hate or anger or...

desire for revenge...

that can carry a man
just so far.

When it's over,
all you've got is

a hand full of weeds.

Thanks for the advice.

I mean it, boy.

Look, mister, it's one thing
to save a man's life.

It's another trying
to tell him how to run it.

It's your life.

Just do yourself a favor--
take care of it.

Say, if I ever get
up to Medicine Bow,

I'll stop in and say hello.

You do that.

[ horses whinnying ]

[ clicks tongue ]

Judge?

How was your trip?

Like all trips.

Oh, yeah.

Remember the g*n the boys
bought me last year?

With the Shiloh brand
in silver?

Sure, I remember.

Well, I lost it.

Oh? How?That's not important.

But the sentiment
that went with it is.

You think you can get
another one made without them
finding out about it?

Sure.

When they gave it to me
it was important to them,

and I don't want them to think
it's any less important to me.

I'll get a letter off today.

Good.

Tomorrow is soon enough
to dive into this.

Anything else happen
down there you wanna
tell me about?

Like what?

Well, you did go
to buy cattle.

Tomorrow.

All right.

[ door opens and closes ]

[ rattling ]

[ horse shrieks ]

[ whinnying ]

Welcome to Medicine Bow.

Buying a horse
or selling a saddle?

$40 Ellenberg there.
What'll you give me for it?

$6, and I ain't arguing.

Uh, double or nothing, sport?

Oh, no, not me.
I seen too many

of them four-bit pieces
with two heads.

Nah, nothing like that.
Dead-even gamble.

Let me see if I can find
a pebble here.

Oh.

Did you rob a bank?Nah.

I just sold
a $6 saddle for $24.

[ laughs ]

Dan.Morning.
What'll it be, beer?

No, thanks,
I'm looking for hands.

I got a bunch of
new stock needs branding.
Anybody around here need work?

None I know of except maybe
that yahoo at the end
of the bar with Winnie.

You hear of anybody
looking for work, send them
out to Shiloh, will you?

Sure will.

Looking for work, cowboy?

Friend, did I do anything
to make you mad at me?

Mister,
I don't even know you.

Then how come
you wanna cuss at me?

Using words like "work"
and all that.

I take it you're not
looking for a job.

You take it true, friend.

Suckers and mules--
that's what work's for.

And a mule's got enough sense
to turn his tail on it.

Sorry I took up your time.

Hey, ramrod.

No offense.

No offense.

[ laughs ]

It's about time
you got here.

You've been
costing me money.

Patience, gentlemen.
The house is always glad

to relive you of any
contribution you wish to make.

Hey, how about
another drink?

Just a minute, honey.

Who would like to start?

I would.

I think I see some work
I am suited for.

CROUPIER: Five, five...

You're gonna
leave me now?

I'll be right back, honey.
You just keep the bottle warm.

CROUPIER: Four,
looking for five.

CROUPIER: Nine,
looking for five.

Pay the come bets
on the nine.

Eleven, a natural.
Pay the come bets
on the eleven.

Six. Looking for five.

Ace-deuce craps.
Looking for five.

Ace-deuce in the field.

The man's point is five.
Let's get on a winner, men.

Time to put your money in
and take a lot out.

I'm out for a new one
on this one.

Seven. You lose.

Next good sh**ter.sh**t a dollar.

[ blows ]

Yes, sir.

No eleven.

Eight. Big and easy eight.
Eight's his point.

Let's ride with him.Dollar on the eight.

Eight and donate.
Pay at this window.

Eight, and he bucked it.
Eight's a winner.

Well, let's just
play it all.

I got the feeling this
is gonna be my lucky day.

MAN: I'm gonna
go with him.

The man did it again.

Same sh**ter, new point.

TRAMPAS: Everybody in.

Six is the point.
The man's point is six.

Fifty I six.

[ blows ]

Fifty I six.

Well, come on, man.
Don't hold 'em all day.
I'm hot.

MAN: Give him the die.Yo.

Satisfied?Sure.

I'm satisfied
they're not ours.

[ men yelling ]

What's going on here?[ all talking ]

All right, one at a time!
Hobie, what happened?

This guy ran
crooked dice in the game,

and when we caught him,
he started tearing up
the place.

What have you got to say?

You're wearing the tin badge.

I got a jail to go with it.
Come on.

Hey, now, now, now, now,
just a minute now, now.

Now you might be
making a mistake.I'll gamble, come on.

Will you hold on now?
Just hold on a minute.

Now I got friends around here,
big friends.

One's even a judge.

Yeah, that's right,
a judge.

Now, you seem to be
a nice enough fella.

I wouldn't wanna see you
get all messed up

just because
you didn't know Judge...

Judge, uh, Judge Garth.

Judge Garth's
a friend of yours?

Yeah, that's right,
Judge Garth and me are buddies.

You wouldn't be trying
to talk your way
out of jail, would you?

Ride back to Shiloh
and tell Judge Garth
about this. Tell him some--

The name's Trampas.
Tell him that.

Son, you better be
telling me the truth.

'Cause if you have me
bothering Judge Garth
for nothing,

I'm gonna stuff you
under that jail.

How much
is the damage, Sheriff?

Hobie says $50.

You got
any money, Trampas?Not now.

Lost it all
in the shuffle.

Well, I'll pay the damages
so you can get out of here,

but you'll have to
work it out.

Judge...

I gotta be moving on.
You know that.

Jail or work--
you can have your choice.

A dollar a day and food.

I'll work.

I'll send the money
around tomorrow.Good enough, Judge.

Oh, Sheriff, you can take
your dirty socks
out of the coffee pot.

I think
they're clean by now.

The new hand?

Well, now.

Welcome to the mule barn.

I'm not here
because I wanna be.

You just tell me
what to do
and leave it at that.

Good enough.

We roll out at 5:00.

You need some help?

Not unless you'd care
to sh**t the foreman for me.

The Virginian?
He's all right.
He's a good man.

They call me Faraway.

What do they call you?Trampas.

Say.

You look like a nice fella.

Let me show you something.

Take a look at that.

That there's
a 7-carat diamond.

It, uh, belonged to my mother.

Sure hate to part with it.

A man shouldn't part
with his mother's ring.

No, wait, I-I know.

I wouldn't,
not in a second.

It's just that...

Well, I need $50.
I gotta have it, I just got to.

You say your mother wore this?

Every day of her married life.

It's, uh, solid gold.

She must have had
a mighty green finger.

I'll get it.

I'll get 50 somehow
and I'll get out
of this rat trap.

Shiloh ain't a bad place
to work, Trampas.

For you, maybe.

I run that foreman's
tail today and he's
gonna make me pay for it.

No, he won't.
He's not like that.

No?

Everybody's like that.

Morning, Judge.
The cook said you
wanted to see me.

Oh, yes.
Uh, the new man, Trampas--

I, um...

have an idea he
doesn't know much
about working cattle.

Go along with him
as far as he can, all right?

If you say so, I'll try
and find something he can do.

The new g*n?Yeah.

Looks just like
the old one, doesn't it?

Yes, it does.

Gunsmith did a good job.

Mm-hmm.

Say, you'd better get moving.

Got a lot of hides to mark.

Yes, sir.

[ cowboys hollering ]

Leave it there.
Come on, we got another one.

Yah!

Will you come on and help?!

Get off!

The tail, the tail.

The tail--
will you tail him?

We need an iron now
to brand him.

Where's The Virginian?
Trampas ain't never
going to make it.

Gone to the south pass.

COWBOY: Will you come on
with the iron?

Come on with the iron!

Yeah, yeah, it's coming.

A hot one,
you three-legged tenderfoot!

I'll give you a hot one,
big mouth.

Right down your teeth.

Break it up.

Break it up.

This iron's still hot enough
to brand with, Steve.

Why don't you
take a rest?

Steve been getting on you?

All day.
What's he riding me for?

Well, he better get off it,
I tell you that.

He hasn't got anything
against you.

Just trying to find out
if you can take it.
Happens all the time.

Not with me, it don't.

Can't fight everybody,
Trampas.

Stay out of my business.

Okay.

Supposin' I show you
something about
branding irons.

[ horse whinnies ]

How's he doing?

Trampas?
Well, he's no hand,
that's for sure.

Can't tell if he
ever will be.

He's got a big itch,

seems to want the world
to scratch it for him.

I just came from south pass.

We got wolf trouble again--
two more head last night.

That's 20 head this week.

Late snow
in the high country's
forcing them down.

They're mean and hungry.

I gave orders
to set out poison.

Wolves.

They're worse
than rustlers.

[ wolf howling ]

It's none of my business.

You'll probably tell me that.

I'd sure like to know
why you're so anxious

to pay off the judge
and get out of here.

I'm looking for a man.

Every day I stay here,
the trail gets colder.

This man, he...

he must have done
something real bad

to get a nice fella
like you hating him.

He k*lled my pa.

MAN: Three.

That cleans me.
You're the luckiest

something-or-other
I ever played cards with.

Just clean living, sport--
that's what does it.

How about you, ramrod?
Feel lucky?

Why not?

Deal.

Little stud hoss.

Bet the king.

Call.

Bet.

Quarter.

Just you and me, boss man.

Quarter.

And a quarter.

And one more.

I got me a king-size hunch.

I'll just raise you another
two bits to make a pot.

Call. Put the deck down.

What are you trying to say?

Put it down.

Let's see now.

You raised me twice
into a possible cinch.

With two back-raises
I should have kings.

And yet you raised me again.

Ever heard of raising
on a come?

Sure, when you know
what's coming.

Don't stop talking, big man.

It's gone too far
to back down now.

I'm saying you've got
an ace in the hole.

If the top card's an ace,

you deal me a second card,

take the ace,
and win the pot.

Steve, turn his
hole card over.

Now the top of the deck.

Stay out of it, boys.

You want me, Judge?

Wolves again.

Got seven head
on the south flat.

Get fire camps out
and do it quick,

or we'll be planting
wheat on Shiloh!

All right, everybody
get ready to ride.

Faraway,
you're the best hunter.

Take the south pass.
Pick yourself a partner.

Trampas, get your gear.

Sure you don't want me
to take the first watch?No, I'll do it.

Well, keep the fire up.
That's the main thing.

Good fire's
about the only thing

to scare away
a pack of hungry wolves.

Sure, Faraway.

You turn in.

Hey, Faraway.

Come here a minute.

What's them lights
way off there?

Medicine Bow?Yeah, that's Medicine Bow.

About four miles away.

You turn in.
Don't worry about me.

I'll wake you up
in about three hours.

You won't have to wake me.
I got a little clock
right up here.

You're kidding me.You wait and see.

Give or take a couple
of minutes either way,

in three hours I'll be up.

Trampas, about that--

what happened at the ranch--

Don't let it eat on you.
They'll forget it.

I won't forget it.

[ piano playing,
loud chatter ]

[ snoring ]

[ wolves growling ]

Aah!

[ wolves snarling ]

[ whimpering ]

[ wolves barking ]

Trampas?

Trampas!

Trampas!

Another one?Why not?

[ laughs ]

My pa always said,
"live fast, die laughing."

That's the way to do it.

It's getting
awful late, honey.

So what?
They won't miss me.

Oh, Faraway,
he won't tell nobody.

[ laughing ]

Well.

Look who's here.

Old Goodbody himself.

Ain't you got nothing
better to do than go
spying on me?

All right, all right,

so I took off.

A man's got a right
to have a little fun.

Well, just don't stand there.
Fire me or something!

I just sent the doctor out
for Faraway.

Faraway?

What does he need
a doctor for?

Fire went out.

And the wolves got to him.

Now you get your things!

And you get off Shiloh.

And don't you
ever come back.

Pow! $3.

[ all laughing ]

Not the way
you sh**t, Steve.

What's the matter
with the way I sh**t?

I don't wanna say
you don't sh**t good
or nothing like that,

but if it's all right
with the boss here,
I'm joining the wolves.

[ all laughing ]

I don't know, boss man--you're
gonna have to do something
about the smell in here.

It's getting terrible,
terrible.

Sure is. Varmint must
have crawled under
the bunkhouse and died.

No, I think he just
came right in and died.

[ all agreeing ]

Come on, fellas,
let's get going.

Judge wants to be
up in the hills by noon.

Saddle up.

Come on, let's go.

Foreman.

I wanna see Faraway.
Where is he?

He's in the judge's house.

You stay away from him.

Faraway?

Trampas.

I sure thought you wasn't
going to get here.

You all right?

Yeah.

Can you imagine
an old hand like--like me

getting caught napping
like that?

You reckon it's old age?

I left you, Faraway.

I went away
and left you and...

Would you get me some water?

Yeah

I know what you're
trying to do.

But it's my fault
you got hurt.

Nothing will change that.

Now make sure the men
stay in pairs.

A starved wolf
is as dangerous as a grizzly.
I'm sure they know that now.

Now, what should we do
about Trampas?

He just rode in.
He's picking up
his belongings.

Picking up?I saved you the trouble
of firing him.

Look, I can't keep
anywhere near a happy crew
with him around.

He's a liar and a cheat.

And this business
with Faraway,

it don't sit too well
with anyone.

Give him a horse.
Get him off the ranch.

Give...

Judge, he's got no complaints.

You've already given him
much more than he deserves.

All right.

I hear one leg
is gonna be stiff.

Won't be able
to ride no more.

Ha. I just might wind up

thanking one of them
old wolves.

I always wanted to have me
a little harness shop.

And I'd sit around
and enjoy the sun

instead of being out there
baking in it.

Yes, sirree.

I been straddling
those old

bony-backed horses
for too long.

Well, I gotta be going.

Faraway, I won't
be seeing you anymore.

It's time I got--

I got on with my business.

But before I go,
I wanna see how many

of them Shiloh wolves
I can k*ll.

Don't you try to
go after them alone.

Trampas!

Trampas!

So you've added
housebreaking
to your talents.

I had to see Faraway.

Well, you've seen him.
Now leave.

You bet I will.
I can't get out
of this mess quick enough.

Faraway...

You forgot about him,
forgot about everybody
except yourself.

Well, you go on,
turn your back on people.

Use them, chew them up
and spit them out when
you're through with them.

Look, I did wrong.
I know it, I really know it

Let me stay here and pay back
the money I owe you.

Forget about the money.

Well, let me go on the hunt.
At least let me do that.

You've done enough.

Take your hate
and ride with it.

There's no room
for it here.

I'm gonna get more ears
than all of you put together,
so just watch it.

Just watch out.
I got all the ears.

Hey!

You gotta stop him, Judge.

He goes after
them wolves alone,
he'll get himself k*lled.

Now, now, settle down, Faraway.
You'll pull something loose.

Judge.
Trampas just took off

on Steve's mare
headed for the hills.

Tell the men
to get ready to ride.
We'll go after him.

[ wolves howling ]

[ wolves howling ]

[ wolves barking ]

[ g*nshots ]

[ barking ]

[ g*nshots ]

[ horse whinnies ]

Whoa! Whoa, stop. Whoa!

Whoa!

[ wolf barks ]

[ growling ]

[ barking ]

[ g*nshots ]

[ horses approaching ]

You hurt?

Thanks.

He took three shots
at us, Trampas.

Hit Daley in the arm.

If I didn't stop him
he'd have k*lled us both,
and that's the truth.

Sure.

Sure,
describe it to me, Judge.

Tell how you did it, Judge!

I just did,
it's that simple.

That day on the riverbank--

now why didn't you
tell me then,
when I had a g*n?

Take the easy way out.
That's the way you like it,
isn't it?

You k*lled my father!

Yes, he's dead!

And this is your chance
to get out of it cheap,

like always.

You could stay here and work
and sweat like everybody.

But no,
that wouldn't be easy.

We'd have to see each other,
knowing what's between us.

Well, go on and sh**t!

Maybe that's the easy way
for both of us.

[ crying ]

It's a long way
to Shiloh.

You riding with me?

Yeah.

Try not to fall off.

That's the end
of the story, I guess.

But it was the start
of a man's life.

It's a good story.

But it doesn't apply to me.

Yes, it does,
and you know it.

Now you think about it.

Because I'm not gonna
sit here all day, Lon.

I'm gonna walk over
to that sheriff's office
and tell him you're in here.

Unless...

you wanna walk along with me.

[ c*ck g*n ]

No, Lon,
you're not gonna k*ll me.
I've known you half your life.

[ firing g*n ]

[ theme music playing ]