01x21 - Barbary Red

[bunniefuu]

[Steam Whistle Blows]

♪♪ [ Piano: h*nky-tank]

So this is what you boys think I
want for a birthday present, huh?

Well, like it says, boss, she's the
“toast of the Stockton waterfront.“

Uh-huh.

She's really somethin'.

Yeah.

The, uh, drinks are on us.

I sure appreciate this boys, but I
gotta meet Gene’s train in a half hour.

Well, then let's get inside,
boss. Time's a-wastin'.

It's really very thoughtful of
you boys, but... drinks are on me!

Come on! Git! — [ Laughing]

♪♪ [ Continues]

[Chattering]

I'll tell you what. You go
with these two boys. — Aww!

I'll look around a while.
Be with you in a minute.

Come on. It's party time.

Wanna to buy me a drink?

I will if you're Barbary Red, the
“toast of the Stockton waterfront.“

She's not, but why don't
you buy her a drink anyway?

Well, now..

You're just like the boys said. You're
much better than a birthday cake.

Happy birthday,
cowboy. — Mm-hmm.

Girls, we're having a birthday
party. — [Chuckles] Clint, a party!

Which way? — This way.

♪♪ [jovial Singing]

Send in a round of drinks and
see that we're not disturbed.

We're having a birthday party.

♪♪ [ Continues]

[Chattering]

Come on, boys. Here.

[Woman] Here's to you, boss.

Play us something else,
Come on, Dolly. Let's dance.

[ Laughing, Chattering]

What’s the matter with you?
Come on. Get up off that-

Hey. What-

[ Echoing] Why
fight it? Just relax-

relax-relax..

Well, I can't imagine why they aren't
here yet. — Maybe the train was late.

[ Door Opens, Closes] — Shh!
Here they are. Light the candles.

That's one— I got two-— Oh!
Ooh, ooh, ooh! Stick to your own side!

Where's Nick? — I don't know. He wasn't
at the station when my train came in.

Why didn't you wait for him? You
were supposed to make sure he got here.

I did. I waited an hour. — Maybe somebody
bought him a birthday drink or something.

Oh, that's right. The boys were gonna
buy him a drink. He's probably with them.

Well, where'd they go? — Oh,
it could be any number of places.

Well, it's not Nick's fault. After
all, he didn't know about the party.

If we blame anyone
it should be that, um-

What's her name,
Heath? Uh, Barbary Red?

[ Heath ] Nothing gets
by you, does it? — [ Laughs ]

— [Audra] Who's she? — [Heath] Polite
ladies wouldn't even mention her name.

[ Victoria] I'll try and
restrain myself in the future.

Well, I hope Nick can
tear himself away soon.

I think I'll go into town and find him-
bring him home for a piece of cake anyway.

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

Well, happy birthday,
Nick, wherever you are.

♪♪ [ Piano: h*nky-tank]

It's kind of quiet
around here, isn't it?

I'd always heard this was
supposed to be an exciting place.

Well, it's still
early. What'll it be?

Is your boss around? — Maybe.

[ Door Closes]

Hello, Barbara. — Mr. Barkley.

Dolly.

Dolly, give him
whatever he wants...

and make sure
the glass is clean.

Mr. Barkley doesn't like
to get his fingers dirty.

[Chuckles] Uh, I'll have
a little cognac, please-

if you'll join me.

We have three drinks
here: beer, whiskey and gin.

Well, in that case,
I'll have whiskey.

One whiskey.

Do you always make it a
practice to check up on old clients?

Now, Barbara, I want
to be your friend, really.

It's a little late
for that, isn't it?

On account of you, I spent 180 days in
the house of correction, as they call it.

Well, I-— [Glass Taps Table]

Now, there wasn't very much I
could do about that, was there?

Wasn't there? The judge
was an old friend of your family.

You could have
fixed it up with him.

That is not the way.

What do you want?

All right.

I want you to know that I'm sincerely
sorry about the house of correction.

I wish I could've helped you. — Do you
really think you could've gotten me off?

If you were innocent.

What difference does it make?
You went your way, I went mine.

What brings a fancy lawyer
like you to a saloon like this?

You want me to be honest? You.

Yeah, I've thought about you a great deaf
since you walked out of my office that day.

There were a lot of things
we didn't get a chance to say.

I... just wish we could have
gotten to know each other as...

well, man and woman
instead of client and counselor.

And when I heard that
you were here in Stockton, I-

Huh! Well, here I am.

Get to know one another? How
would we do that, Mr. Barkley?

First by calling me Jarrod...

then secondly by
having lunch with me.

And then?

Well, now, I wouldn't
be much of a lawyer...

if I told you all my
strategy, would I?

[Laughs] All right. Jarrod.
I'll have lunch with you.

Good! — But on two conditions.

Name 'em. — Well, we don't
talk about my case. That's over.

Agreed. You served your sentence. And
I'm sure you wouldn't be foolish enough...

to go back into the
shanghai racket, would you?

I never admitted I was in the
shanghai business to begin with.

Remember? — I remember.

What's the second condition?

/ want to pick the
place. — Anywhere you say.

Well, how about...
the Barkley Ranch?

And you can
inform your mother...

that I would like a
formal invitation in writing.

Well, that is how it's done
in your part of town, isn't it?

Sometimes.

[Laughs]

Good evening Jarrod.

[ Heath] Jarrod.

Nick?

No sign of him anywhere in town.

Heath...

it's just a suspicion, but I-I
think Nick has been shanghaied.

Shanghaied? —Shh!

Is Mother asleep?
— She's with Audra.

[Sighs] Barbary Red was a
client of mine in San Francisco.

She used to work for a notorious
crimp named Jack Thatcher.

“Crimp“? — A crimp, Gene...

is a man who delivers live
bodies to ships that need crews.

You think Nick and the men are
already on a ship? —I don't know.

All I know is that Nick isn't here
and the men aren't in the bunkhouse...

and Barbary Red once
spent six months in jail

for enticing men to
sea against their will.

There's a good chance she's
still in the same business.

But Stockton?
We're just a river port.

That doesn’t make any difference.
They could be short of men.

When that happens, they'll
sail with anything they can get.

And they never come back with
the same crew. — What do you mean?

[ Victoria] He means we
may never see Nick again.

There are only two ways
of escape from those ships.

Desertion, which makes it
almost impossible to get back, or...

death at sea.

Am I exaggerating Jarrod?

No.

Why are we just standing
here? Let's go get the sheriff.

Oh, no, Audra. I've seen
this happen in San Francisco.

I mean, if the sheriff goes to
Barbary Red and asks questions...

she and her cohorts will get rid of
the evidence. — I don't understand.

Nick, Hap and the others-They're
the only evidence against 'em.

Well, if the law can't help-—
If Nick isn't back by morning...

we'll just have
to help ourselves.

You know the Sailor's Paradise
Hotel. It's on the waterfront.

I know the place. —
Well, they don't know you.

So I want you to check in there in the
morning and find out anything you can.

Gene, you go to the
harbor master's office.

You get me a complete list of
all incoming and outgoing ships.

It'll be my job to find out
whatever I can from Barbary Red.

I've invited her here
to lunch tomorrow.

She?! come, but only if she
gets a written invitation from you.

Jarrod, do we have enough time?

I'm not sure we
have any time at all.

[Inhales]

[Groans]

[Grunting]

You all right?

Hap?

Where are we?

By the river. —
Some birthday party.

Come on.

You all right?

[ Footsteps Approaching]

Belay that, mates!!

You want to damage
the goods? This way.

- [ Grunting]
- [Thuds]

Got a match, mate?

Anything? — Not yet.

Much obliged.

Did you really check that
last shipment of barrels?

You know, they're charging-

We'll check it later.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Uh...

I hope you like cold lobster
with a very dry white wine.

“The pleasure of your company“-
“Luncheon today, Victoria Barkley.“

And if the cook is in very
good form, a chocolate soufflé.

You're not joking, are you?
—Jarrod Barkley rarely jokes.

Come on now. You
think I'm a crimp.

I never called you a “crimp?

I said, “think, “ and that
is what you think, isn't it?

That's what you thought
when you dropped my case.

Barbara, I dropped your case
because you wanted me to bribe a judge.

I said, I didn't want
to talk about that.

Look. I run a waterfront bar.

That's not against the
law, is it, Counselor?

Absolutely not.

I'll pick you up at noon.

No.

I don't want to be “picked up.“

I hate that expression.

I'll ride out alone.

Alone?

I've got my passport, haven't I?

Anything? — There's
three ships sailing at dawn.

All right. Now, you watch these
two. They're bound for the Orient.

I tell ya, we oughta start at one
end of that port and search every ship.

Gene, no captain is gonna let us aboard
a ship with crew of shanghaied sailors.

You're a lawyer. Can't you
get the sheriff or the judge...

to issue some kind
of search warrant?

And take a chance that they'd dump Nick
into the river before we could get to him?

Jarrod, there's another way. Let me go down
to Barbary Red's and get myself shanghaied.

No, Heath. — But at least
we'd know where Nick is.

The only think we'd know for sure
is that you'd both been shanghaied.

You could follow me. —These people are good
at this. They've been at it a long time.

You think they're just
gonna drag you out the

front door and make a
public announcement?

Believe me, we
might lose both of you..

Now, we may have to take
that gamble, but not yet.

Just give me a little more time.

[ Sloshing]

Red, my love.

Jack, why didn't you let
me know you were in there?

I thought it'd be a
pleasant surprise.

Well, since when do I have to
have an invitation to me own place?

Ohh!

You're a sweet—smellin'
woman, Red.

[ Kisses]

I was out to the cold-storage house this
morning. There are only three fish on ice.

It was a slow night. It was the best I
could do. — You're gonna have to try harder.

I've got three captains
waiting on crews.

You've got six other places
up and down the river.

Are they delivering any better
than me? — No, but you're special, Red.

You always were, ever since
the first time I laid eyes on ya.

Hey, where are you
goin' dressed like that?

I've been invited to lunch
by a prominent local family.

[Chuckling]

“A prominent local
family.“ What's his name?

And during lunch, what are
you going to talk about? —[Sighs]

Let's see-the price
of a barrel of whiskey...

or, um, the time I found you
hustlin' drinks in San Francisco.

Aw, Red.

Maybe old Jack's not the handsomest
man in the world, or the richest... yet.

But we haven't done
too badly, have we, love?

Oh, oh, I got somethin' for you.

[ Door Opens ]

[ Door Closes]

This'll make you forget
that prominent local family.

What's he got that old
Jack can't give you?

[Chuckles] Go
ahead. Take it out.

Go on. Put it on.

Oh, jack! Eh-

W-What's the matter?
Don't you like the color?

I—I—I could take it-

take it back.

I like the color.

And I don't see how
you can expect us to sit

and make polite
conversation with that woman!

“That woman, “ Audra,
knows where Nick is. We don't.

Well, what do you talk about
with somebody like Barbary Red?

She's undoubtedly a lot more worried
about what she's going to say to you.

[ Hoofbeats Approaching]

She's here.

[ Knickers]

— [ Reins Cracking] — Jyah'!

Jarrod, she's driving away.

Oh, go get her
Jarrod! Hurry! — No, no.

No, it won't work
here. I can see that.

Then what are we going to do?

Well, if she won't
come into our world...

I've got to go back to hers.

[ Knocking]

Come in.

I couldn't make it for
lunch. Something came up.

Liar.

You were afraid to come
in the house, weren't you?

Mm-hmm. [Clicks Tongue]

Well, I'll tell you what I'm gonna
do. I'll give you another chance.

Have dinner with me.

Not at your house.

Oh, no, no. We'll go out to
the best restaurant in Stockton.

You know, I want to
prove something to you-

about where you belong, Barbara.

[ Chuckles]

I keep expecting to be
thrown out of here any minute-

have them send me back
to the saloon where I belong.

Barbara, nobody's gonna
throw you out of here.

You belong here...

if you want to.

Well, tonight, maybe, with you.

Just this once, for a laugh.

I know who I am. I run a saloon.

It may not be much to you,
but I'm not doing so bad.

But it is bad.

As your friend, I can tell
you, it's worse than bad.

You don't
understand. — Yes, I do.

Now, look, Barbara. I'm not the sheriff. You
don't have to pretend it's just a saloon.

I've heard
otherwise. — All right.

So a couple of cowboys get themselves
liquored up and they disappear.

So it's my fault? just
like San Francisco?

Couple of cowboys disappeared?

I'm saying if— if
they disappear.

Listen, the waterfront's
a tough place.

Cowboys, sailors-They get
boozed up. I entertain them.

If they fall off the dock, they
better know how to swim.

Now tell me. What
do you want from me?

I want you to feel
that the next time...

you can step out
of your carriage...

come into my house...

and be treated like the
beautiful woman you really are.

I have to go.

Barbara-— Now. Please.

Well, we had a beautiful
dinner, a lovely talk-

And? — Nothing.

You're still certain
she's involved?

Yes, yes, I am. Only-

Only what?

Oh, nothing.

She's a beautiful woman.

Isn't she.

And you wish you weren't
involved in this filthy mess, hmm?

Oh, I don't know. All this
lying to her, this pretending. I-

I can't help but feel dirty
about it. — [ Door Opens]

They're moving some
men to a ship. —When?

Later. I don't know what ship or
where, but I know it'll be tonight.

Come on, come on. Anybody ever
put up a fight to get out of this place?

It won't do you no good, mates.

I've been shanghaied twice now, and I
never heard of anybody breaking free.

The crimps knows
their business...

or they wouldn't
be in it so long.

So you just give it all
up, right? Give it all up!

[ Footsteps Approaching]

Get over there!

I said, get down!

[Chuckling]

All right now. Who's first?

You'll be signin' aboard
the schooner Halcyon...

bound for Pedian
through Sunder Strait.

A tropical voyage to
a South Sea paradise.

And you expect us
just to sign on, huh?

Oh, we can't put you aboard
without your signature...

or at least your mark.

Why, that would be ill*gal.

[ Crimps Chuckling]

Sign the book.

Hey. hey-

[Chuckling]

[Sneers]

Don't be a hero, lad. Sign.

The trip?! be educational, and
the world! make a man of ya.

Like them?

Well, they've learned their lessons
well. Like I say, the trip is educational.

[Chuckles] Stand up.

Give him his first lesson.

— [Grunts] — [ Nick] Don't!

He's dead!

He's dead!

Stay there!

Well, are you ready
to sign now, cowboy?

[Chuckles]

Well, congratulations, lads.

You've signed on under the hardest
man that ever commanded a ship.

That'd be Bully Bob Waterman.

[jack Chuckles]
You guessed it, lad.

Well, bon voyage.

[Door Shuts] — Waterman.

Waterman.

Would that be Captain
Robert Waterman?

The same. No crueler
captain on the seven seas.

Twelve lashes
from a cat-d-nine...

raises 108 welts on a bare back.

Bully Bob uses it
every single day.

I've met the man...

at a party...

in my home.

You think he'd help us?

Well, we're not out to sea yet.

[Knocking] — Go away.

[ Knocking]

Jarrod. — Barbara.

I've got something
I want to say.

Jarrod, you can't stay. — It's
been on my mind ever since dinner.

It won't keep. —Jarrod,
I'm expecting someone.

Well, whoever it is,
he'll just have to wait.

I thought we said good night.

That's just the point, Barbara.

I want it to stay good
night and not good—bye.

You're gonna have to make
a choice-right now, tonight.

A choice?

A choice between this life
here or a life in my part of town.

I don't know what you're
talking about. — Listen to me.

I'm asking you to
give it up-all of it.

And I'm not talking about just
this saloon-I mean, the crimping.

Let me go!

The shanghaiing, Barbara. And
don't bother to lie to me about it.

You practically admitted
that three cowboys

were shanghaied out
of this place last night.

You're in it up to your neck! —Jarrod,
please, you've got to get out of here.

I told you, I was
expecting someone.

Give it up, Barbara. You're better
than this— believe me, you are.

Walk away.

If you don't, there'll never
be a chance for us-together.

And I want that chance.

You can start tonight.

Let those men go now.

I can't do that.

Then tell me where they are.

[ Door Opens ]

Well, I don't believe
I've had the pleasure.

Jarrod Barkley.

Jack Thatcher. You
a friend of Red's?

The lady and I were just about
to leave. Weren't we, Barbara?

Oh, were we, Barbara?

Pete, Ben.

I think you'd better go, Jarrod.

Barbara, this is your last
chance. Make the right choice.

[Grunting]

If you shanghai him,
jack, we're through.

I mean it, jack.

Dump him in the alley.

Here.

You're going back to San
Francisco with me tonight...

just as soon as I hand
Waterman his crew.

Jack, I want to
quit. — Quiz', huh?

For him, that fancy
pants, that Barkley?

You stupid-What
has he been tellin' ya?

And what kind of a fool
are you to believe him? He's-

Barkley.

Barkley. That name is familiar.

Who is he, and what does he wa-

Does he know about
our operation here? — No.

Are you sure? Tell me fast.
And if you're lyin' to me, I'm-

I'm just trying to make
friends in the right part of town.

That's what you want me to do,
isn't it? Butter up the right people?

Well, I pray that
you're not lyin' to me...

Barbara..

Jarrod, you went about this all wrong. You
should have come to me in the first place.

Steve, while we're standing here talking,
Nick may be shipped to heaven knows where.

That's what I mean. If you'd come to
me sooner-— My son's life is at stake.

We did what we thought was best,
and we'll do it the same way again.

Steve, you're just wasting time.

Now, do you still want
to go through with it?

Steve, for the
love of-— All right.

I said the plan has a chance of
working. Now I've got to tell you-

I also think Heath has a chance
of winding up dead if it doesn't.

I'll take that chance.

I'll round up some deputies.

[ Door Opens ]

[ Door Closes]

This'll give you
a little head start.

Bartender, gimme a drink.

I'm a seagoin' wolf,
and it's my night to howl.

No, no, no. Whiskey, whiskey.

[Coughing]

To the brim.
Come on. Fill it up.

Much obliged.

Just leave the bottle here.

[ Knocking]

We have a likely
fish downstairs.

Shall we hook him?

[Chuckles] Waterman'll take all
we bring. He needs a full crew.

What'll it be?

Well, anything, as long as it
ain't water. — Oh, it won't be water.

Hey, pretty lady. Let's
dance a little jig here, huh?

♪♪ [ Humming]

[Quietly] Get out
of here, mate, now.

Come on, honey
bee. — Now, while you-

All right. If you
don't wanna dance...

let's have a drink.
— Have a drink.

Yeah, [ Chuckles]

What's— Ooh, buddy,
buddy! [ Laughs]

Come on, mate.
Get a hold of yourself.

Oh, you are the prettiest
thing I have ever seen.

Well, why don't
you have a drink?

Ooh. ls there a
place on this train...

where a fella might... lay down?

Ahh, this way to the
sleepin' car, mate, [ Chuckles]

All right. Let's go, Red.

I want you where I
can keep an eye on you.

[ Thudding]

All right, you men.
Up on your feet.

Captain Waterman wants
to look over his new crew.

It's him, Bully Bob. If you
know him, now's your chance.

Good evening, men.
I hope you're all well.

Captain Waterman,
I'm Nick Barkley.

[Sighs] Let this man
out. I want to talk to him.

This is most unfortunate,
Barkley. — Straighten it out, Captain.

Oh, I'm sorry. There's
nothing I can do. — Nothing?

My men and I were shanghaied.
One of them was k*lled.

Ship's articles.

“Nick Barkley.“ Is
that your signature?

We were forced to sign. One man
was beaten to death because he didn't.

Now, that's not true, Captain.
They all signed of their own free will.

— Was someone beaten? — No. A man deserted,
but I don't think we'll ever see him again.

He wouldn't want to face a court-martial
for desertion, would he, Captain?

[g*n c*ck] — Barkley,
you're under my command.

Your very life for the next
two years is in my hands.

From now on, you will not speak to me without
my prior permission. Is that understood?

Lock him up. We sail at dawn.



[ Door Slams, Lock Tums ]

The money's all there, I
assure you. I'm an honest man.

[Chuckles] We're all honest, Captain,
and we stay honest by not trustin' anybody.

Count that.

Hey! Now, just where
do you think you're going?

Back to town. I'm
finished with this business!

Oh, you're finished, are ya?

Well, then I should have taken
care of your boyfriend after all, huh?

And I thought I'd
smartened you up some.

You didn't really think
I'd let you go, did ya?

And if you ran, you must've
known I'd come after you, didn't ya?

Keep a close eye on her and
make sure she doesn't go anywhere.

Is ital! there??

All right, Let's get them out
and get 'em in the wagon.

[ Bolt Scrapes]

All right. Line up
against the wall.

[Chuckles] We're
goin' for a little ride.

Uh, pick him up.

[jack Grunting] — Hold
it! Now you call out there...

and you tell him to open that door,
or I'm gonna blow your head off.

Tell 'im! Or I'll
blow you apart.

Open up! We're comin' out!

[jack Shouts, indistinct]

You haven't got a chance!

Red! Run it back here!

You tricked me! How could you
do that to me? — My brother's in there!

Oh, everything you
said-You're a liar!

Hyah!

Lack!

You used me.

All my life men have used me.

[Sobs]

[ Gene] Get 'em all. One
more. — [Audra] Ah! One here.

Well, I hope you got another cake around,
because I plan to eat all this by myself.

[ Gene] Oh, no, you don't. We all
get our share. — I'll have a big piece...

with that big
flower on it. —A|| right.

/ get the flower.
— Here we go.

[ Gene ]A// right. —
That big enough for ya?

Fancy We used
to- — How'; that?

[Audra] Come on. Put it in,
put it in. — Wow, look at that.

Mine.
- Ah.

You going to town?

Well, I thought I
might drop by the jail.

Well, you think she'll see you?

I don't know, but she's
gonna need a good lawyer.

Well, she'll have
the best there is.